<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:47:08.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>his walk of life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-2109458075217135104</id><published>2008-11-09T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T22:24:03.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>unless you're that lag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE MOVED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really are slow if you still read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://benism87.livejournal.com/"&gt;BENISM87&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/SRbyNlHQh_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/pSGqWOfwaOk/s1600-h/not+safe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 576px; height: 52px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/SRbyNlHQh_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/pSGqWOfwaOk/s320/not+safe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266663129371150322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-2109458075217135104?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2109458075217135104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=2109458075217135104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/2109458075217135104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/2109458075217135104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2008/11/unless-youre-that-lag.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/SRbyNlHQh_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/pSGqWOfwaOk/s72-c/not+safe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-1666938615394476851</id><published>2007-08-02T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T16:16:19.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow would be my last day at &lt;a href="http://www.roxwell.com.sg"/&gt;Roxwell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;definitely gained alot of experience in the field of MICE...&lt;br /&gt;and it definitely helped improve my resume!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how many of my friends are serving the nation already...&lt;br /&gt;some in fact are coming out already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at my primary school friend's birthday party..&lt;br /&gt;all the guys...&lt;br /&gt;they are going to ORD already!&lt;br /&gt;i havent even POP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;on to the good stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATIONAL DAY PARADE 2007 @ MARINA BAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so looking forward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you didn't know,&lt;br /&gt;i've won tickets through the ballot system!&lt;br /&gt;and yes,&lt;br /&gt;i'm going with my dearest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been...&lt;br /&gt;errr...&lt;br /&gt;too lazy to count...&lt;br /&gt;since PRIMARY 5 that i have watched NDP live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so going to enjoy myself!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;i guess i was really lucky to be able to win the tickets..&lt;br /&gt;the audience seats at marina are lesser than Kallang stadium..&lt;br /&gt;and to be able to be the lucky few to win the tickets..&lt;br /&gt;damn..&lt;br /&gt;i am damn lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;im so going to enjoy myself before i go in NS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise that i will shave my hair before i going and post my pic here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-1666938615394476851?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1666938615394476851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=1666938615394476851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/1666938615394476851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/1666938615394476851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/08/tomorrow-would-be-my-last-day-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-6220968719022711628</id><published>2007-07-20T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T16:04:01.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HATE ALICE GIAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hate my colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she totally sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking bitch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-6220968719022711628?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6220968719022711628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=6220968719022711628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/6220968719022711628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/6220968719022711628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-hate-alice-giam.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-2269057755006619143</id><published>2007-07-19T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T12:44:06.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my new maid is the death of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday my mom asked my maid to clean up my room because of the dust..&lt;br /&gt;and she left home after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so being the good maid she is...&lt;br /&gt;my maid cleared the things on my table floor etc so that she can clean up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good job done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its what she did after that, that totally pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she unpacked things that belonged in bags and repacked them somewhere else!&lt;br /&gt;all the things on my table were all rearrange or kept in paper bags and left it on my table!&lt;br /&gt;worse still, she used my favourite paper bags to keep my things.&lt;br /&gt;i keep all the nice plastic and paper bags in my room...&lt;br /&gt;and she act smart and used them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate people to touch my things and re-arrange them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the whole night unpacking and putting things individually back in place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that stupid maid almost caused me not to be able to go watch NDP lor!&lt;br /&gt;cause she go keep the tickets somewhere among everything in the paper bags.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally pissed off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw,&lt;br /&gt;im sick since sunday(15/07/07).&lt;br /&gt;fever, sorethroat(more like piercing pain throat), terrible gastric pains...&lt;br /&gt;fever gone..&lt;br /&gt;but the  throat pain and gastric pain is still haunting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-2269057755006619143?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2269057755006619143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=2269057755006619143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/2269057755006619143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/2269057755006619143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-new-maid-is-death-of-me-yesterday-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-669336229289474841</id><published>2007-06-21T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T08:54:21.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my future bedroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RnnMHWX8KtI/AAAAAAAAACw/D3GDSUjsmfc/s1600-h/My+Room+Perspective+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RnnMHWX8KtI/AAAAAAAAACw/D3GDSUjsmfc/s320/My+Room+Perspective+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078314481474087634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RnnMHmX8KuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_kJhlSqlvbk/s1600-h/My+Room+Perspective+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RnnMHmX8KuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_kJhlSqlvbk/s320/My+Room+Perspective+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078314485769054946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is only a rough guide...&lt;br /&gt;any comments?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-669336229289474841?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/669336229289474841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=669336229289474841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/669336229289474841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/669336229289474841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-future-bedroom.html' title='my future bedroom'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RnnMHWX8KtI/AAAAAAAAACw/D3GDSUjsmfc/s72-c/My+Room+Perspective+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-7832152549891866717</id><published>2007-06-09T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T10:13:54.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Singlehood, Welcome My Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/Rm4BSWX8KqI/AAAAAAAAACY/0pB0KNAkuoM/s1600-h/Joanie--0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/Rm4BSWX8KqI/AAAAAAAAACY/0pB0KNAkuoM/s320/Joanie--0121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074995244848392866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together since: 9.6.07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Dear!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-7832152549891866717?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7832152549891866717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=7832152549891866717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/7832152549891866717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/7832152549891866717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/06/goodbye-singlehood-welcome-my-love.html' title='Goodbye Singlehood, Welcome My Love'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/Rm4BSWX8KqI/AAAAAAAAACY/0pB0KNAkuoM/s72-c/Joanie--0121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-2945525392723769340</id><published>2007-05-29T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T11:30:30.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HATE THIRD PARTIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE UNFAITHFUL PARTIES (ESP MARRIED ONES)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE DISGUSTING &lt;strong&gt;CREATURES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Lemme clarify that I have always hated this type of people since a long time ago, and not because something like this happened that I know of&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-2945525392723769340?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2945525392723769340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=2945525392723769340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/2945525392723769340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/2945525392723769340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-hate-third-parties-i-hate-unfaithful.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-2140590127836338575</id><published>2007-05-29T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T10:22:57.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>both look wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RluOM-H4fhI/AAAAAAAAACI/APuOkCQAijw/s1600-h/WRONG.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RluOM-H4fhI/AAAAAAAAACI/APuOkCQAijw/s320/WRONG.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069802159021260306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RluOM-H4fiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/fjKlGRZ-G80/s1600-h/mwateryq8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RluOM-H4fiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/fjKlGRZ-G80/s320/mwateryq8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069802159021260322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;187 Ice Mountain Bottle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-2140590127836338575?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2140590127836338575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=2140590127836338575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/2140590127836338575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/2140590127836338575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/05/both-look-wrong.html' title='both look wrong'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RluOM-H4fhI/AAAAAAAAACI/APuOkCQAijw/s72-c/WRONG.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-1159295392004240995</id><published>2007-05-28T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T16:50:33.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pain pain</title><content type='html'>i confessed&lt;br /&gt;i admitted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got confused&lt;br /&gt;got depressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fact is,&lt;br /&gt;i like a girl&lt;br /&gt;who is not ready for another relationship&lt;br /&gt;because of an "ex-relationship" that she could not let go&lt;br /&gt;(or at least because of it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can choose to deny&lt;br /&gt;but i cant escape the fact&lt;br /&gt;felt like a downright rejection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but feelings have grown&lt;br /&gt;that im willing to wait&lt;br /&gt;but yet again,&lt;br /&gt;at the same time confused over this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i is really like her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-1159295392004240995?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1159295392004240995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=1159295392004240995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/1159295392004240995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/1159295392004240995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/05/pain-pain.html' title='pain pain'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-1651072780393612194</id><published>2007-05-04T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T14:51:33.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fell sick on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;must be the dust and the durian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sore throat, cough, fever, muscle ache &amp; headache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jialat right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took mc on wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling much better now&lt;br /&gt;still having sore throat though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now in office working.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my pay at last.&lt;br /&gt;party time.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-1651072780393612194?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1651072780393612194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=1651072780393612194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/1651072780393612194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/1651072780393612194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/05/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-8480543513869208552</id><published>2007-04-30T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T13:35:05.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got my enlistment at last..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 September 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gives me more time to settle some stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;office now renovating like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dusty like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am like quite sensitive to dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nose itches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head itches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so gan kor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting my pay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-8480543513869208552?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8480543513869208552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=8480543513869208552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/8480543513869208552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/8480543513869208552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/04/got-my-enlistment-at-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-8117076108718612177</id><published>2007-04-26T14:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T14:51:43.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH YAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT THE SUMSUNG K3 MP3 PLAYER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT I WANT I WANT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DONT WANT TO PAY FOR IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THOSE WHO OWE ME A BIRTHDAY PRESENT!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUR HUR HUR!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-8117076108718612177?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8117076108718612177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=8117076108718612177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/8117076108718612177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/8117076108718612177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-yah-i-want-sumsung-k3-mp3-player-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-7080888191682425492</id><published>2007-04-26T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T14:50:31.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>missed me? anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell you something stupid about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know that a router does not necessarily need a PC to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent been online these past few weeks because my notebook's ethernet port is spoilt or something.&lt;br /&gt;so i cant go online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt know that a router can work independently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be back more frequently online once i renew my contract with Starhub(can get free router)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;been busy with work.&lt;br /&gt;oh yah.&lt;br /&gt;im working part time at my cousin's company: Roxwell Pte Ltd&lt;br /&gt;we're a MICE company.&lt;br /&gt;Meetings, Incentives, Conventions and Exhibitions.&lt;br /&gt;in short, an events management company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NS nearing.&lt;br /&gt;most likely to enter in June(most likely cause i havent got my letter)&lt;br /&gt;4 weeks PTP (Physical Training Phase)&lt;br /&gt;BMT and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;not really worried or anything.&lt;br /&gt;but im praying to go SPF(singapore police force)&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAY FOR ME OK!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-7080888191682425492?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7080888191682425492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=7080888191682425492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/7080888191682425492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/7080888191682425492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/04/missed-me-anyone-tell-you-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-3931266053334130525</id><published>2007-03-04T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T02:44:08.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NP BA Prom Night 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RenAq7aY76I/AAAAAAAAAA0/2iOBYquT0fY/s1600-h/36022814911_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RenAq7aY76I/AAAAAAAAAA0/2iOBYquT0fY/s320/36022814911_0_BG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037769501926027170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RenArbaY77I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_cfemykp61c/s1600-h/DSCN2577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RenArbaY77I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_cfemykp61c/s320/DSCN2577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037769510515961778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RenArbaY78I/AAAAAAAAABE/VEy6HnIarX0/s1600-h/92247714911_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RenArbaY78I/AAAAAAAAABE/VEy6HnIarX0/s320/92247714911_0_BG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037769510515961794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RenArraY79I/AAAAAAAAABM/fRbS97hF9KM/s1600-h/91412814911_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RenArraY79I/AAAAAAAAABM/fRbS97hF9KM/s320/91412814911_0_BG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037769514810929106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RenArraY7-I/AAAAAAAAABU/HorhVNqUjTU/s1600-h/58181814911_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RenArraY7-I/AAAAAAAAABU/HorhVNqUjTU/s320/58181814911_0_BG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037769514810929122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/Rem_EraY71I/AAAAAAAAAAM/N3g-VYjP5z8/s1600-h/50121814911_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/Rem_EraY71I/AAAAAAAAAAM/N3g-VYjP5z8/s320/50121814911_0_BG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037767745284403026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/Rem_E7aY72I/AAAAAAAAAAU/edMWk3K3n_k/s1600-h/70296814911_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/Rem_E7aY72I/AAAAAAAAAAU/edMWk3K3n_k/s320/70296814911_0_BG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037767749579370338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/Rem_FLaY73I/AAAAAAAAAAc/AyKhjeeh4N4/s1600-h/P1010824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/Rem_FLaY73I/AAAAAAAAAAc/AyKhjeeh4N4/s320/P1010824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037767753874337650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/Rem_FraY74I/AAAAAAAAAAk/CM5toPLdCqA/s1600-h/P1010769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/Rem_FraY74I/AAAAAAAAAAk/CM5toPLdCqA/s320/P1010769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037767762464272258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/Rem_F7aY75I/AAAAAAAAAAs/n5QUrV4ZaWo/s1600-h/P3010111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/Rem_F7aY75I/AAAAAAAAAAs/n5QUrV4ZaWo/s320/P3010111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037767766759239570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the pictures do the talking. busy now. no time to write too much. just randomly chose some photos. yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-3931266053334130525?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3931266053334130525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=3931266053334130525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/3931266053334130525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/3931266053334130525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/03/np-ba-prom-night-2007.html' title='NP BA Prom Night 2007'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EsgwfB3550E/RenAq7aY76I/AAAAAAAAAA0/2iOBYquT0fY/s72-c/36022814911_0_BG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-3291592029533117392</id><published>2007-02-15T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T01:28:43.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so it goes.&lt;br /&gt;another lousy feb 14/15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just a terrible day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone(besides the time in school for my exam)&lt;br /&gt;exam&lt;br /&gt;personal problems&lt;br /&gt;being treated selfishly&lt;br /&gt;feeling so unloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentine's day: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lovers express their love for each other(Wikipedia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think the true meaning of this day has been lost over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentine's day should be a day where TRUE FEELINGS of lovers are shown.&lt;br /&gt;now, i feel it has been misinterpreted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me selfish generalised thinking,&lt;br /&gt;but valentine's day has become a "WOMAN-PRIDE-INCREASE-DAY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why so?&lt;br /&gt;think about it..&lt;br /&gt;MEN always lugi(lose out) on this day...&lt;br /&gt;having to spend alot of moolah to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATISFY&lt;/span&gt; his partner&lt;br /&gt;it is also known now that Valentine's day,&lt;br /&gt;is just another day for guys to ask girls out on a date.&lt;br /&gt;now it also can be know as another day where&lt;br /&gt;"girls compete how many guys ask them for a date" day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reflect on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never experienced or heard of any incidents where the LADY&lt;br /&gt;would buy something or do something special to satisfy the guy.&lt;br /&gt;the most is just verbally saying those regular words.&lt;br /&gt;guys can only swallow their pride and accept it.&lt;br /&gt;neither have i heard or experienced ladies asking guys out on Valentine's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friggin unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find that it is worse when ladies actually demand gifts or such from their men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just because it is Valentine's day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i find that totally ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to explain it.&lt;br /&gt;i just find it crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i admit there are some couples where both the man and the lady &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"benefits&lt;/span&gt;" on that day.&lt;br /&gt;i wont ignore that fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless someone can change my viewpoint of this matter...&lt;br /&gt;it would make me think that women are darn selfish.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for sounding rather crude ladies...&lt;br /&gt;i still love you ladies...&lt;br /&gt;its just that...&lt;br /&gt;i have to fight for my(as well as other guys) right!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-3291592029533117392?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3291592029533117392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=3291592029533117392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/3291592029533117392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/3291592029533117392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-it-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-117077941021044383</id><published>2007-02-06T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T00:30:10.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thegamehomepage.com/play/dark-cut/"&gt; try Dark Cut &lt;/a&gt; a surgeon game.. 3 levels only.. i scored only 205... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thegamehomepage.com/play/dr.dentist/"&gt; Doc Dentist! &lt;/a&gt; ehh... obvious enough... kinda like minesweeper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bestgamearcade.com/play-4909-Cursor.html"&gt; Cursor &lt;/a&gt; dont let that guy catch ur cursor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-117077941021044383?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/117077941021044383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=117077941021044383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/117077941021044383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/117077941021044383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/02/try-dark-cut-surgeon-game.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-117061024916000569</id><published>2007-02-05T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T01:30:49.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys.&lt;br /&gt;sorry never update so long.&lt;br /&gt;having a rather rough patch now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy studying for my final exam.&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;pray for me and wish me luck..&lt;br /&gt;greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a nightmare of centipedes recently..&lt;br /&gt;searched around online for the meaning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dream symbol: Centipedes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see a centipede in your dream, suggests that you are letting your fears and doubts hinder you from making progress and achieving your goals. You need to stop thinking negative thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess..&lt;br /&gt;the meaning is quite correct..&lt;br /&gt;i have to stop negative thinking.&lt;br /&gt;time to let go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be back on CNY week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-117061024916000569?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/117061024916000569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=117061024916000569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/117061024916000569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/117061024916000569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116903094717390792</id><published>2007-01-17T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T18:49:07.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry for not blogging so long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a start for the year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive fallen sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was quite sudden...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went school today for marketing revision lecture..&lt;br /&gt;only to find out it was only a 30min lecture...&lt;br /&gt;waste my time going school..&lt;br /&gt;and i was feeling unwell at that time already..&lt;br /&gt;should have stayed home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im running a fever..&lt;br /&gt;cuz my eyes feel hot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to faint now.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116903094717390792?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116903094717390792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116903094717390792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116903094717390792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116903094717390792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/01/sorry-for-not-blogging-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116852750464007771</id><published>2007-01-11T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:58:24.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=5 color=red&gt; I WANT TO BE HAPPY!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my greatest wish this year.&lt;br /&gt;and it would be the greatest present i could ever receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;even the smallest things could bring a smile to my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking,&lt;br /&gt;im tired of being the one bringing smiles to other people's faces.&lt;br /&gt;and yet,&lt;br /&gt;i am never happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my happy moments never last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seek to find my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;but it always seems so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive already lost my physical pillar of strength.&lt;br /&gt;it just crumbled.&lt;br /&gt;and im losing my emotional pillar of strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness that comes from making people happy has lost its charm on me.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please just grant me this wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116852750464007771?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116852750464007771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116852750464007771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116852750464007771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116852750464007771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-want-to-be-happy-this-is-my-greatest.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116827339188498802</id><published>2007-01-09T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T00:23:11.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 years has passed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onto a brand new phase of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a 20 year old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope people remember my birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116827339188498802?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116827339188498802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116827339188498802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116827339188498802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116827339188498802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-so-it-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116759385818555742</id><published>2007-01-01T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T03:37:38.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=5 color=red&gt; Happy New Year !!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*party poppers* *balloons* *confetti* *whatever that u can think of*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;its the year 2007..&lt;br /&gt;which means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=6 color=blue&gt; MY BIRTHDAY IS COMING!!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=6 color=green&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9 January&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i expect presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;new year resolution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;successfully graduate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;complete my driving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;win alot of money during CNY and mahjong sessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i can think of now...&lt;br /&gt;since there's no point for me to think so much..&lt;br /&gt;entering NS le..&lt;br /&gt;arrhh..&lt;br /&gt;crap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;a belated Merry Xmas too..&lt;br /&gt;havent been able to log in or access internet properly&lt;br /&gt;because our internet is made in taiwan...&lt;br /&gt;stupid earthquake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired.&lt;br /&gt;zzzz..&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116759385818555742?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116759385818555742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116759385818555742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116759385818555742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116759385818555742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116628554380024067</id><published>2006-12-17T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T00:12:23.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>common tests are finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papers were relatively ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still manageable i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except for my afa(advanced financial accounting) paper..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt manage to balance my cash flow.&lt;br /&gt;worst thing is..&lt;br /&gt;i did it correctly at first..&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know why i go correct it...&lt;br /&gt;grrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my 2 weeks planned out so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18Dec - settlers with lcor&lt;br /&gt;19Dec - FP Project ; Not really planned yet..&lt;br /&gt;20-22Dec - Out of Town. Gone fishing.&lt;br /&gt;23 Dec - if no one jio me out, then i go BBDC&lt;br /&gt;24-25Dec - Not planned&lt;br /&gt;26-27Dec - if no one jio me out, then i go BBDC&lt;br /&gt;28Dec - Celebrate anni with gf&lt;br /&gt;29Dec - if no one jio me out, then i go BBDC&lt;br /&gt;30Dec - if no one jio me out, then i go BBDC&lt;br /&gt;31Dec - go countdown lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;i lied.&lt;br /&gt;not planned at all.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2662/216/1600/617462/PICT0239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2662/216/200/184267/PICT0239.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a yandao me for you.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116628554380024067?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116628554380024067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116628554380024067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116628554380024067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116628554380024067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/12/common-tests-are-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116576458672589043</id><published>2006-12-10T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T23:29:46.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cut my life into pieces&lt;br /&gt;This is my last resort&lt;br /&gt;Suffocation&lt;br /&gt;No breathing&lt;br /&gt;Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm, bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my last resort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut my life into pieces&lt;br /&gt;I’ve reached my last resort&lt;br /&gt;Suffocation&lt;br /&gt;No breathing&lt;br /&gt;Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm, bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Do you even care if I die bleeding?&lt;br /&gt;Would it be wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Would it be right?&lt;br /&gt;If I took my life tonight&lt;br /&gt;Chances are that I might&lt;br /&gt;Mutilation outta sight&lt;br /&gt;And I’m contemplating suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I’m losing my sight&lt;br /&gt;Losing my mind&lt;br /&gt;Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine&lt;br /&gt;Losing my sight&lt;br /&gt;Losing my mind&lt;br /&gt;Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never realized I was spread too thin&lt;br /&gt;To live was too late&lt;br /&gt;And I was empty within&lt;br /&gt;Hungry!&lt;br /&gt;Feeding on chaos&lt;br /&gt;And living in sin&lt;br /&gt;Downward spiral where do I begin?&lt;br /&gt;It all started when I lost my mother&lt;br /&gt;No love for myself&lt;br /&gt;And no love for another.&lt;br /&gt;Searching to find a love up on a higher level&lt;br /&gt;Finding nothing but questions and devils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I’m losing my sight&lt;br /&gt;Losing my mind&lt;br /&gt;Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine&lt;br /&gt;Losing my sight&lt;br /&gt;Losing my mind&lt;br /&gt;Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's alright&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is fine&lt;br /&gt;I’m running outa crying&lt;br /&gt;I’m crying&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go on living things this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut my life into pieces&lt;br /&gt;This is my last resort&lt;br /&gt;Suffocation&lt;br /&gt;No breathing&lt;br /&gt;Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm, bleeding!&lt;br /&gt;Would it be wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Would it be right?&lt;br /&gt;If I took my life tonight&lt;br /&gt;Chances are that I might&lt;br /&gt;Mutilation outta sight&lt;br /&gt;And I’m contemplating suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I’m losing my sight&lt;br /&gt;Losing my mind&lt;br /&gt;Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine&lt;br /&gt;Losing my sight&lt;br /&gt;Losing my mind&lt;br /&gt;Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine&lt;br /&gt;Nothing’s alright&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is fine&lt;br /&gt;I’m running and I’m crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t go on living this way&lt;br /&gt;Can’t go on&lt;br /&gt;Living thing this way&lt;br /&gt;Nothing’s alright&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116576458672589043?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116576458672589043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116576458672589043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116576458672589043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116576458672589043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/12/cut-my-life-into-pieces-this-is-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116564456835503993</id><published>2006-12-09T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T14:09:28.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When we were young the future was so bright&lt;br /&gt;The old neighborhood was so alive&lt;br /&gt;And every kid on the whole damn street&lt;br /&gt;Was gonna make it big and not be beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn&lt;br /&gt;The kids are grown up but their lives are worn&lt;br /&gt;How can one little street&lt;br /&gt;Swallow so many lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Chances thrown&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's free&lt;br /&gt;Longing for what used to be&lt;br /&gt;Still it's hard&lt;br /&gt;Hard to see&lt;br /&gt;Fragile lives, shattered dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie had a chance, well she really did&lt;br /&gt;Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids&lt;br /&gt;Mark still lives at home cause he's got no job&lt;br /&gt;He just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay committed suicide&lt;br /&gt;Brandon OD'd and died&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is going on&lt;br /&gt;The cruelest dream, reality&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116564456835503993?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116564456835503993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116564456835503993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116564456835503993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116564456835503993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/12/when-we-were-young-future-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116524621804814072</id><published>2006-12-04T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T23:30:18.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2662/216/1600/973957/a%20day%20without%20you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2662/216/320/708886/a%20day%20without%20you.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116524621804814072?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116524621804814072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116524621804814072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116524621804814072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116524621804814072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116516260650762130</id><published>2006-12-04T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T00:16:46.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started reading bleach comic before it actually became famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt realise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few years back,&lt;br /&gt;i just happened to feel bored and bought 3 newly released comics at CC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it happened to be Bleach 1 2 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that,&lt;br /&gt;dont know why i stopped buying.&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;eventually i forgot about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the bleach craze came.&lt;br /&gt;and the story goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was reminded about my comic when i happen to be browsing through&lt;br /&gt;the net for bleach stuff&lt;br /&gt;then it suddenly strike me that i read a book rather similar to &lt;br /&gt;bleach story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;searched for the comics..&lt;br /&gt;and it really is bleach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think im going to complete the collection of the entire series...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116516260650762130?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116516260650762130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116516260650762130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116516260650762130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116516260650762130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-just-realised-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116499293182413382</id><published>2006-12-02T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T01:08:51.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be away over the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be on a short trip to JB and back on sunday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please miss me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i said please miss me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave an offline message on msn, or just email me.&lt;br /&gt;i have no auto-roam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116499293182413382?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116499293182413382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116499293182413382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116499293182413382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116499293182413382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/12/dear-readers-i-will-be-away-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116489247237568108</id><published>2006-11-30T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T21:14:32.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my unlucky day</title><content type='html'>i realised my day would start off badly,&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up on the wrong side of my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning was fine.&lt;br /&gt;and i thought that maybe i was wrong(about a bad day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had no lessons until 2pm today.&lt;br /&gt;but i still left for school at around 1230pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school at about 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;supposedly to do project.&lt;br /&gt;but all my project mates were busy.&lt;br /&gt;so the meeting was cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;and i was all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for my lecture at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;sat alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lecture ended.&lt;br /&gt;left school and crossed a bridge to get to my busstop.&lt;br /&gt;but was called back to school to wait for someone.&lt;br /&gt;headed to canteen 1.&lt;br /&gt;found a spot, and sat down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*splat*&lt;br /&gt;i sat on a wet chair.&lt;br /&gt;jeans were wet.&lt;br /&gt;underwear was wet.&lt;br /&gt;felt so uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went town after that.&lt;br /&gt;no movies to watch.&lt;br /&gt;so went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;decided not to buy anything.&lt;br /&gt;was sprayed some woman's perfume.&lt;br /&gt;kinda dislike that smell on my shirt.&lt;br /&gt;eventually,&lt;br /&gt;i developed a headache(still affecting me as i type).&lt;br /&gt;feeling giddy.&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;at the mrt station,&lt;br /&gt;all except 1 of the machines were down.&lt;br /&gt;had to queue for 5minutes just to get back my $1 deposit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while walking home,&lt;br /&gt;i tripped and fell.&lt;br /&gt;my knees hurt like hell.&lt;br /&gt;and my feet kinda hurts too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im home.&lt;br /&gt;feeling hungry.&lt;br /&gt;but theres nothing to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's still projects waiting for me to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116489247237568108?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116489247237568108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116489247237568108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116489247237568108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116489247237568108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-unlucky-day.html' title='my unlucky day'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116480948950116943</id><published>2006-11-29T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T22:11:29.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been busy with projects lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what,&lt;br /&gt;i had my eyebrows trimmed for the first time today.&lt;br /&gt;i cant really tell the difference,&lt;br /&gt;since i dont notice my eyebrows much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;havent really got anything worth blogging about.&lt;br /&gt;unless you want to know the details of my work.&lt;br /&gt;which i am lazy to type out.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.&lt;br /&gt;if you have a topic that you wish for me to try to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;tag me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that,&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116480948950116943?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116480948950116943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116480948950116943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116480948950116943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116480948950116943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-been-busy-with-projects-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116428781510118154</id><published>2006-11-23T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T21:16:55.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For All NP BA students</title><content type='html'>Especially AUDIT students...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="352" height="308"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VEMnBKJ7h_I"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VEMnBKJ7h_I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="352" height="308"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOCKING!&lt;br /&gt;OUR VERY OWN MR ALVIN QUEK!&lt;br /&gt;SALUTE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116428781510118154?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116428781510118154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116428781510118154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116428781510118154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116428781510118154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/for-all-np-ba-students.html' title='For All NP BA students'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116395301131869286</id><published>2006-11-19T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T00:16:51.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is my story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;sorry available in chinese only. somehow, chinese words works better in writing my story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116395301131869286?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116395301131869286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116395301131869286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116395301131869286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116395301131869286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-my-story.html' title='this is my story'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116377990909760625</id><published>2006-11-19T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T00:41:56.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Help</title><content type='html'>I need help.&lt;br /&gt;I need to understand myself better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=Benism"&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;u&gt;HERE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shouldn't take for than 5 minutes of your time. Please!!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116377990909760625?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116377990909760625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116377990909760625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116377990909760625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116377990909760625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/please-help.html' title='Please Help'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116381891132317810</id><published>2006-11-18T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T11:06:52.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Korean Version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="352" height="308"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I6qc5RtnyWw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I6qc5RtnyWw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="352" height="308"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chinese Version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="352" height="308"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-znTulOkCng"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-znTulOkCng" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="352" height="308"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/1600/xu%20jie%20er.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/320/xu%20jie%20er.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116381891132317810?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116381891132317810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116381891132317810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116381891132317810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116381891132317810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/korean-version-chinese-version.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116381076233563799</id><published>2006-11-18T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T08:46:02.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my ah boy is dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/1600/06-05-06_1948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/320/06-05-06_1948.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;ah boy is the one on the left. the other one is also dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my hammies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116381076233563799?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116381076233563799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116381076233563799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116381076233563799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116381076233563799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-ah-boy-is-dead-tt-sniff-sniff-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116378452981400171</id><published>2006-11-18T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T01:28:50.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>while reading &lt;a href="http://violetgem.blogspot.com"&gt;violetgem's&lt;/a&gt; blog...&lt;br /&gt;i came across this post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eleven rules of being human&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You will receive a body.&lt;br /&gt;You may like it or hate it, but it will be yours for the entire period of this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You will learn lessons.&lt;br /&gt;You are enrolled in a full-time informal school called Life. Each day in this school you will have the opportunity to learn lessons. You may like the lessons or think them irrelevant and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. There are no mistakes, only lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Growth is a process of trial and error: Experimentation. The "failed" experiments are as much a part of the process as the experiment that ultimately "works."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A lesson is repeated until learned.&lt;br /&gt;A lesson will be presented to you in various forms until you have learned it. When you have learned it, you can then go on to the next lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Learning lessons does not end.&lt;br /&gt;There is no part of life that does not contain its lessons. If you are alive, there are lessons to be learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "There" is no better than "here."&lt;br /&gt;When your "there" has become a "here," you will simply obtain another "there" that will again look better than "here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Others are merely mirrors of you.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot love or hate something about another person unless it reflects something you love or hate about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What you make of your life is up to you.&lt;br /&gt;You have all the tools and resources you need. What you do with them is up to you. The choice is yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your answers lie inside you.&lt;br /&gt;The answers to Life's questions lie inside you. All you need to do is look, listen and trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You will forget all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You can remember it whenever your want.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting. hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116378452981400171?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116378452981400171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116378452981400171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116378452981400171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116378452981400171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/while-reading-violetgems-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116369129659220382</id><published>2006-11-16T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T23:34:56.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy: Love or Insecurity</title><content type='html'>Jealousy is a sign of attachment and a form of love and wanting something that someone else has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy could be both Love and Insecurity at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insecurity can be split into 2 types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Low self-esteem&lt;br /&gt;2) Low trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy is a sign of an insecure person that is afraid that the object of their concern(their partner in particular) does not value them as much as they value others. Jealousy is basically a sign of fear.&lt;br /&gt;It is nice if your partner is a "little" jealous, but be careful that the jealousy does not turn into "possession". Unfortunately, alot of guys / girls misread their partner's jealousy for possession, and you know what happens. Make sure the jealousy is healthy. And &lt;strong&gt;NEVER &lt;/strong&gt;ever make your partner jealous on purpose - that is a sign of disrespect, and shows you don't really care for that person(You would not hurt someone you love that way!) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to comment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116369129659220382?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116369129659220382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116369129659220382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116369129659220382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116369129659220382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/jealousy-love-or-insecurity.html' title='Jealousy: Love or Insecurity'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116368361799163721</id><published>2006-11-16T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T21:26:58.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its a start</title><content type='html'>show some support k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still pretty amateur to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://auctions.yahoo.com/sg/user/fishandducks"&gt;http://auctions.yahoo.com/sg/user/fishandducks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116368361799163721?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116368361799163721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116368361799163721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116368361799163721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116368361799163721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-start.html' title='its a start'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116367500430173481</id><published>2006-11-16T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T19:03:24.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz&lt;br /&gt;Just had my medical at CMPB today&lt;br /&gt;But I still have to go for another medical on Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;Because they want to test my asthma status or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are interested, here’s a preview of what’s gonna happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Walk into the place&lt;br /&gt;2) Go through security, and get a pass and a key to lock up your hp&lt;br /&gt;3) Walk to cmpb building&lt;br /&gt;4) Register at information counter&lt;br /&gt;5) Go to photo booth&lt;br /&gt;6) Go to next room, and register yourself for medical&lt;br /&gt;7) Submit questionnaire and IC&lt;br /&gt;8) Receive a file with a lot of documents&lt;br /&gt;9) Go to designated counter (6 counters all together. There is no sequence. Random)&lt;br /&gt;10) EYE: just do the routine eye check up (if u wear contacts, wear specs for that occasion)&lt;br /&gt;11) EARS: you’ll be asked to enter a room which is extremely sound proof. Put on a headset, and listen for sounds. Respond with your hands on which side you’re hearing the sound from.&lt;br /&gt;12) XRAY: just strip off your shirt and take the xray&lt;br /&gt;13) BLOOD&amp;URINE: they will test your blood type. Pee into a yellow yakult looking bottle, dip a strip of paper into it etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;14) MOUTH: the dental routine, just check your teeth. Next is scan your jawbone or something.&lt;br /&gt;15) Go into room 6.&lt;br /&gt;16) Register at counter. Get a key to keep your belongings in a locker.&lt;br /&gt;17) Strip down to your shorts only. Shoes have to be removed too. Put into locker.&lt;br /&gt;18) Enter ECG room. Do some funny tests.&lt;br /&gt;19) Wait&lt;br /&gt;20) Enter a room to see the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;21) Take off shorts, cough with hands over mouth. Put shorts back on.&lt;br /&gt;22) Declare whatever sickness you have to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;23) Go outside and wait.&lt;br /&gt;24) Take some documents and head on to the com lab.&lt;br /&gt;25) Register at the com lab counter.&lt;br /&gt;26) Enter room, and take the IQ, MATHS, PHYSICS etc. tests.&lt;br /&gt;27) Wah-lah! You’re done.&lt;br /&gt;28) Leave CMPB. Go collect your hp.&lt;br /&gt;29) Go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup~&lt;br /&gt;That’s it.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn’t take more than 2hrs or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good bye.&lt;br /&gt;im going to mull over some personal matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need company.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116367500430173481?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116367500430173481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116367500430173481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116367500430173481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116367500430173481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/haiz-just-had-my-medical-at-cmpb-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116334142304245379</id><published>2006-11-12T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T22:23:43.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;im here to summarise my week.&lt;br /&gt;Boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, at least i got to participate in my church's sports day with the BLC youths.&lt;br /&gt;but, sadly, i only got to play 1 half of a soccer match(because i hurt my shin after colliding with someone else), and 1 half of a captain's ball match(cause i join in halfway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that...&lt;br /&gt;i can only say my week..&lt;br /&gt;has been nothing but NOT enriching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pratically boring and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;saw this on my way back from dinner today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/1600/12-11-06_2139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/320/12-11-06_2139.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this van collided with a transisland bus along adam road.&lt;br /&gt;must have been speeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116334142304245379?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116334142304245379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116334142304245379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116334142304245379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116334142304245379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116317630530702496</id><published>2006-11-11T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T00:31:46.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=40 color=red&gt; I AM BORED &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i desperately want to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no one date me out?!?!?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my girl's already got a date!&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrr!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really really bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know what i am doing now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored im just clicking away on my notebook...&lt;br /&gt;but not opening any programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one to talk to on msn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do besides homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;games are getting abit boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="40" color=blue&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRUSTRATED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116317630530702496?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116317630530702496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116317630530702496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116317630530702496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116317630530702496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-bored-i-desperately-want-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116222129156273261</id><published>2006-10-30T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T23:14:51.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is me now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/1600/bu%20zhun%20ku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/400/bu%20zhun%20ku.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116222129156273261?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116222129156273261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116222129156273261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116222129156273261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116222129156273261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-is-me-now.html' title='this is me now'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116221974488762634</id><published>2006-10-30T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T22:49:08.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;29 october 2006, sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sports day!&lt;br /&gt;went over to andy's place after church today.&lt;br /&gt;the plan, instead of watching movies,&lt;br /&gt;we do some sports or watch dvds.&lt;br /&gt;in short, save money and keep fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played an almost full 90minutes plus of soccer.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;never felt so good yet tired at the same time before.&lt;br /&gt;by the end of the game,&lt;br /&gt;we were dead beat.&lt;br /&gt;the sun was punishing.&lt;br /&gt;phew.&lt;br /&gt;had a little injury here and there.&lt;br /&gt;i was rammed near my flag pole.&lt;br /&gt;good thing it missed.&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember the other injuries that occured during the game.&lt;br /&gt;but i remember that my soccer ball was a little hard,&lt;br /&gt;we played till our toes hurt.&lt;br /&gt;ziming even had a BIG... and i really mean BIG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PATCH&lt;/em&gt; of blister on the bottom of his foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only injury that "clung onto" me...&lt;br /&gt;would most probably be the swell on my left foot.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts on every step that i walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played a little badminton after soccer.&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember the last time i actually swung a badminton racket.&lt;br /&gt;was a little off target in the beginning...&lt;br /&gt;but i managed to pick it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun yet enriching at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;it also helps keep me prepared for NS.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30 Oct 2006, Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school with a bandage foot.&lt;br /&gt;applied TigerBalm's muscle relief and bandaged it before leaving for school.&lt;br /&gt;had to leave home earlier,&lt;br /&gt;since i would be walking slower than usual to reach the busstop.&lt;br /&gt;at least i survived the day in school.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i can survive tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that my foot recovers fast.&lt;br /&gt;its rather inconvenient.&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116221974488762634?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116221974488762634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116221974488762634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116221974488762634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116221974488762634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/29-october-2006-sunday-sports-day-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116196891576790099</id><published>2006-10-28T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T01:08:35.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just kinda celebrated my first halloween!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at changing appetites with my dearest.&lt;br /&gt;there was a halloween special.&lt;br /&gt;the entire restaurant, including the staff were dressed for the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ordered a halloween T-bone steak, she ordered a seafood pasta.&lt;br /&gt;when i get the photos for the food, ill post it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my steak was fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;words difficult to explain.&lt;br /&gt;ill let the pictures do the talking as soon as i get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;went over to town...&lt;br /&gt;shopped around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up in Far East.&lt;br /&gt;They were also in the Halloween mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a pumpkin head and we decided to take a photo each..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/27-10-06_2146.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/27-10-06_2147.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cuter??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 1 year dear!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;officially 365 days together!!&lt;br /&gt;muacks!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116196891576790099?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116196891576790099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116196891576790099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116196891576790099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116196891576790099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-i-just-kinda-celebrated-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116187269940137117</id><published>2006-10-26T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T22:24:59.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish i have a genie that would grant me 3 wishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would wish for happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i would wish for happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i would wish for happiness again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ibs tutor was right.&lt;br /&gt;why bring a life into a world engulfed in hatred, anger, pain, confusion, material possessions etc.&lt;br /&gt;forget it. i must be mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116187269940137117?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116187269940137117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116187269940137117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116187269940137117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116187269940137117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-wish-i-have-genie-that-would-grant.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116186838779024816</id><published>2006-10-26T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:13:07.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a belated selamat hari raya and deepavali to those who celebrate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got so pissed while i was on the bus today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was on bus 975.&lt;br /&gt;the bus was packed, and i was standing at the steps of the front door.&lt;br /&gt;the bus stopped at the bus stop opposite bukit timah shopping centre for people to alight.&lt;br /&gt;there was this OLD LADY(OL) who boarded the bus along with other commuters.&lt;br /&gt;i was carrying a bag weighing over 3kg(because of my laptop)... it was bulky and heavy already...&lt;br /&gt;and this OL kept pushing me,&lt;br /&gt;trying to get me to move in.&lt;br /&gt;its not that i dont want to.&lt;br /&gt;its just that i cant.&lt;br /&gt;cause there isnt any space to let me move.&lt;br /&gt;but this stupid OL keep pushing and saying excuse me..&lt;br /&gt;im like, sorry lor you stupid OL ... there isnt any space for me to move... so stop shoving you PIG HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;of course i didnt say out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i admit i was rather hostile towards her when i replied her that i could not move since there isnt any space.&lt;br /&gt;i gave the OL a brief staredown...&lt;br /&gt;and with the bus driver's help,&lt;br /&gt;we could move to the inside of the bus.&lt;br /&gt;the OL dared not look at me during the entire bus trip.&lt;br /&gt;stupid OL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU STUPID COMMUTERS ARE TO BLAME ALSO.&lt;br /&gt;MOVE IN YOU DAMN F*** HEADS.&lt;br /&gt;STOP BEING SO SELFISH...&lt;br /&gt;AND JUST MOVE IN...&lt;br /&gt;WHERE'S YOUR CONSIDERATION???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant people just give up their seats for old people??&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;selfish ass cracks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116186838779024816?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116186838779024816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116186838779024816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116186838779024816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116186838779024816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/belated-selamat-hari-raya-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116144876103702217</id><published>2006-10-22T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T00:39:21.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>due to recent events,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive made a rather irrational decision...&lt;br /&gt;but hopefully a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expect a new me.&lt;br /&gt;ok..&lt;br /&gt;not in terms of looks.&lt;br /&gt;but character.&lt;br /&gt;ill keep certain of my traits..&lt;br /&gt;and change those "defective" ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will cherish every moment i have in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be strong i will&lt;br /&gt;for everyone and myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116144876103702217?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116144876103702217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116144876103702217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116144876103702217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116144876103702217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/due-to-recent-events-ive-made-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116144772334989780</id><published>2006-10-22T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T00:22:03.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;i had a friend.&lt;br /&gt;a friend i had considered close.&lt;br /&gt;a friend whom i hang out with almost every other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its also this friend that showed me the wake up sign.&lt;br /&gt;*smack*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its because of this friend,&lt;br /&gt;that i have learnt to grow stronger.&lt;br /&gt;its because of this friend,&lt;br /&gt;that i grew confidence in myself.&lt;br /&gt;its because of this friend,&lt;br /&gt;i became more open-minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you natalie, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now as a friend,&lt;br /&gt;i hope you would stay strong and cheerful as you always were.&lt;br /&gt;tough as it may seem, but i believe in you.&lt;br /&gt;im poor with words,&lt;br /&gt;so all i can say is that,&lt;br /&gt;if theres anything that i can do as a friend,&lt;br /&gt;just let me know.&lt;br /&gt;believe me,&lt;br /&gt;me and those who cares for you would be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116144772334989780?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116144772334989780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116144772334989780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116144772334989780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116144772334989780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/2-years-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116063563635601142</id><published>2006-10-12T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T14:47:16.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the premiere of &lt;a href="http://www.saw3.com/"&gt;SAW 3&lt;/a&gt; is in &lt;strong&gt;2 weeks&lt;/strong&gt; time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any other fans out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know who is definitely not one.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vivo city is now open for business!&lt;br /&gt;ive been there.&lt;br /&gt;and jolly gosh.&lt;br /&gt;the place is huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u dont know how to get there..&lt;br /&gt;take a train to harbourfront...&lt;br /&gt;and u shd be able to walk over.&lt;br /&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116063563635601142?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116063563635601142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116063563635601142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116063563635601142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116063563635601142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/woots-i-just-found-out-premiere-of-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-116023407141522916</id><published>2006-10-07T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T23:14:31.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*curses* *swears* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMD KNN CCB KNS NNB NLH ICUCICU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell.. the PSI index reach 150...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ccb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a person with asthmatic problem like me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a 5minute walk from the bus stop home,&lt;br /&gt;is like...&lt;br /&gt;having to walk through thousands or millions of people smoking next to you..&lt;br /&gt;and you're like dragging a heavy lung back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking.&lt;br /&gt;im having breathing difficulties already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;no offence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the FUCK is the indonesian government doing about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrest those son a bitches for burning trees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burn them on a stake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pluck out their finger nails forcefully one by one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hammer their legs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..abit sadistic.&lt;br /&gt;im just pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont be surprised if i carry an oxygen tank around with me everyday.&lt;br /&gt;grrr....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-116023407141522916?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116023407141522916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=116023407141522916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116023407141522916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/116023407141522916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/curses-swears-tmd-knn-ccb-kns-nnb-nlh.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115978875195592748</id><published>2006-10-02T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T19:32:31.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey its me!&lt;br /&gt;Ben, the weatherman (hmm kinda rhymes)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres the weather report for today... and most likely the next few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll summarise it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to assholes in indonesia(no offence intended) who loves burning trees&lt;br /&gt;without considering the consequences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the HAZE is back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please try to stay indoors as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;parents please take your brats home as soon as school ends.&lt;br /&gt;unless necessary, when you leave home, please do carry an oxygen tank.&lt;br /&gt;if you like, you can carry a portable fan with you...&lt;br /&gt;its for blowing all the haze towards people who smoke(again, no offence intended)...&lt;br /&gt;please bring extra inhalers out for those who are asthmatic...&lt;br /&gt;teachers, please keep PE lessons indoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh-hem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do expect rain in the morning on tuesday with temperatures of 25 low and 32 high.&lt;br /&gt;isolated late morning and early afternoon showers with thunder on wednesday and thursday with temperatures between 24 and 32 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please do bring an umbrella with you.. and whatever you deem necessary to fight the haze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is:&lt;br /&gt;Ben, the weatherman, signing out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn.. bloody haze..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115978875195592748?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115978875195592748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115978875195592748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115978875195592748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115978875195592748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-its-me-ben-weatherman-hmm-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115934649747088865</id><published>2006-09-27T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T16:41:37.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>funny... i didnt know theres a limit to the number of emails you can send within 24hrs for hotmail.&lt;br /&gt;after forwarding some crap mail... about 50... i wasnt allowed to send anymore emails.. and to do so, i have to sign up for hotmail plus...&lt;br /&gt;weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom's home at last... after her 3weeks trip to canada/alaska...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me? been rotting... occasionally going church for stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;just completed my NS pre-enlistment documentation...&lt;br /&gt;bahh...&lt;br /&gt;theres this medical section im supposed to fill in..&lt;br /&gt;asking me if i smoke..&lt;br /&gt;omg..&lt;br /&gt;i used to smoke..&lt;br /&gt;but if i put ex-smoker..&lt;br /&gt;my mom would find out!&lt;br /&gt;DIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bish*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been ******* around recently..&lt;br /&gt;but now that mom's back... no more *******.&lt;br /&gt;beep.&lt;br /&gt;dont think dirty you freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..&lt;br /&gt;off to rotting land..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115934649747088865?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115934649747088865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115934649747088865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115934649747088865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115934649747088865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/09/funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115881150333613127</id><published>2006-09-21T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T12:05:03.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoever plans the time slots for every possible module's tutorial and lectures....&lt;br /&gt;this is for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5 color=red&gt; &lt;strong&gt;YOU BLOODY HELL SUCK&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how the hell you plan the possible slots such that i have no choice but to plan an 8hour straight day on friday... while i have a 3hr break on thursday with only 2 lessons??!?!?!?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you suck big time.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take this: _|_ (\./) _|_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115881150333613127?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115881150333613127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115881150333613127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115881150333613127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115881150333613127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/09/whoever-plans-time-slots-for-every.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115790601245701100</id><published>2006-09-11T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T00:33:32.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lowest of my spirits now&lt;br /&gt;friggin demoralised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont wish to explain much,&lt;br /&gt;just that i had alot of thoughts about myself and my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short,&lt;br /&gt;im feeling very sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went batam with my church friends ytd.&lt;br /&gt;toured the island for the entire saturday.&lt;br /&gt;never felt richer than before because i was holding&lt;br /&gt;notes that have more than 1 zero on it.&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;although the currency is SGD1:RP5700,&lt;br /&gt;it just feels different.&lt;br /&gt;bought some stuff there.&lt;br /&gt;hoping someone would appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;lunch there was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;terrible because,&lt;br /&gt;the portion of food they gave is so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;a table of 10, but the portion per dish is for 4.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;maybe indonesians dont eat much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way back from batam to singapore,&lt;br /&gt;was at the back of the cruise ship,&lt;br /&gt;gazed up to the starry sky,&lt;br /&gt;and saw a RED moon.&lt;br /&gt;i could have easily mistaken it for mars if&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt for the obvious shades on the moon itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a rather great day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories are wonderful when they are like this...&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;memories can only bring you hurt and pain..&lt;br /&gt;they are more like nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115790601245701100?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115790601245701100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115790601245701100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115790601245701100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115790601245701100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/09/lowest-of-my-spirits-now-friggin.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115770931230375768</id><published>2006-09-08T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T17:55:12.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>emotional crisis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115770931230375768?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115770931230375768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115770931230375768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115770931230375768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115770931230375768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/09/emotional-crisis.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115695856520284786</id><published>2006-08-31T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T01:22:47.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my sincere apologies to those who might find this entry offensive, crude, rude or whatever... its just coincidence if this entry relates to you or somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how life can be isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;one moment of gladness would turn to sorrow and pain in just a matter of&lt;br /&gt;seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years.....&lt;br /&gt;it just catches you completely off guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it feels as if our lifes,&lt;br /&gt;are like a &lt;s&gt;ticking&lt;/s&gt; remote timebomb...&lt;br /&gt;at any time... without warning,&lt;br /&gt;and we're ....&lt;br /&gt;even if there was a warning,&lt;br /&gt;it would be a long term one... just there to let you know a bomb exists.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, the most we can do is just delay it from exploding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cheapest advice i can give..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Live life to its fullest.. dont miss any opportunity to live it, but dont do anything that you would regret.&lt;br /&gt;2) Give life to your fullest. this does not just apply to monetary contribution, but with action... sometimes its the little things we do that bring others happinest.&lt;br /&gt;3) Learn to cherish and appreciate everything you have. Dont take things for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come into this world crying, leave this world smiling.&lt;br /&gt;dont let people forget the good things and remember the bad things you have done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115695856520284786?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115695856520284786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115695856520284786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115695856520284786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115695856520284786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-sincere-apologies-to-those-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115626825984184808</id><published>2006-08-23T04:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T01:37:39.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed</title><content type='html'>here i am... in the middle of the fucking night...&lt;br /&gt;instead of sleeping for an exam paper at 9am...&lt;br /&gt;im sitting in front of my laptop trying to frustrate my:&lt;br /&gt;anger, sadness, stress, confusion, pride..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is pride really that important to a person?&lt;br /&gt;is it so important, that it makes it so difficult to give in or apologise?&lt;br /&gt;i know i dont have much pride.&lt;br /&gt;i forgive easily. i apologise easily. i give in easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel like as if im a punching bag.&lt;br /&gt;for people to frustrate their puny little anger problems on me.&lt;br /&gt;even the smallest thing, lets say someone broke their pencil.&lt;br /&gt;they would just frustrate it on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;nobody is.&lt;br /&gt;but in &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; eyes,&lt;br /&gt;i feel less than imperfect.&lt;br /&gt;i feel worthless...&lt;br /&gt;no, not priceless...&lt;br /&gt;worthless.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like trash.&lt;br /&gt;i get so harshly beaten down by your words and actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; have the right to be angry,&lt;br /&gt;and i dont?&lt;br /&gt;am i not allowed my freedom of expression?&lt;br /&gt;do i have to hold everything back?&lt;br /&gt;even i am human.&lt;br /&gt;accumulating everything inside of myself,&lt;br /&gt;uncertain of when i might finnaly explode into my insanity.&lt;br /&gt;driven to a mental hospital at such a young age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant we all just put down our damn pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; to be more sensitive and understanding towards me.&lt;br /&gt;is that so hard to ask for?&lt;br /&gt;maybe if you put down your pride,&lt;br /&gt;it might be easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not,&lt;br /&gt;i could conclude that &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; way of showing love/concern,&lt;br /&gt;is through harsh words that sometimes feel like abuse,&lt;br /&gt;or through attitude that &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; give me.&lt;br /&gt;i can try to live with that.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know how long i would live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe &lt;em&gt;you're&lt;/em&gt; right.&lt;br /&gt;im just not &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; mr right.&lt;br /&gt;im just a benchmark to &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; mr right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my self-esteem is at its lowest.&lt;br /&gt;i feel my guts eating itself up.&lt;br /&gt;i totally just suck&lt;br /&gt;i can never be the person i wish i am&lt;br /&gt;i can be nobody&lt;br /&gt;because i am a nobody.&lt;br /&gt;because if i were, people would be reading this fucking blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just fall into my eternal slumber.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115626825984184808?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115626825984184808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115626825984184808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115626825984184808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115626825984184808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/08/pissed.html' title='pissed'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115591797225725348</id><published>2006-08-19T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T00:19:32.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if u noticed&lt;br /&gt;i uploaded 2 more videos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 is my amateur fireworks video...&lt;br /&gt;2 is a rather stupid magician... just watched...&lt;br /&gt;dont mind the magician video.. its abit laggy dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. my first exam paper is about 8hrs46mins away..&lt;br /&gt;will be MIA until 25Aug 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then..&lt;br /&gt;love you folksss!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115591797225725348?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115591797225725348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115591797225725348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115591797225725348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115591797225725348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-u-noticed-i-uploaded-2-more-videos.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115548426199406600</id><published>2006-08-13T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T23:51:02.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;what a long day i had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/1600/click.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/200/click.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLICK&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a very good movie!&lt;br /&gt;packed with laughter and a good moral teaching..&lt;br /&gt;i recommend it as a must watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went SOP afterwards..&lt;br /&gt;it was the best time this week.&lt;br /&gt;singing on top of my lungs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;was at marina watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/1600/PICT1169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/320/PICT1169.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by France team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get a good view of it.&lt;br /&gt;only managed to watch a small part of it.&lt;br /&gt;my relatives were luckier.&lt;br /&gt;they went over to my uncles office,&lt;br /&gt;and they watched the entire fireworks..&lt;br /&gt;in an air-conditioned room!&lt;br /&gt;goodness.&lt;br /&gt;i was perspiring like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;im off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I DONT LIKE PEOPLE WHO THINKS I NEVER STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;IF THATS THE WAY YOU THINK, FINE.&lt;br /&gt;THEN IM BETTER OFF AS A ROAD SWEEPER THEN.&lt;br /&gt;IVE HAD IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115548426199406600?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115548426199406600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115548426199406600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115548426199406600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115548426199406600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/08/sheesh.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115478518720057482</id><published>2006-08-05T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T21:39:47.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spoiler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had so much planned for you today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last minute throw me aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made advance booking long ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt dare to say no to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go your place watch movies on my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at night take you for dinner,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then buy you a bouquet of flowers and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch the fireworks at esplanade there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sweet and nice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was all meant to be a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since you pangseh me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find no point keeping the surprise any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;when i was told of the fireworks festival,&lt;br /&gt;it gave me an opportunity to surprise you and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now,&lt;br /&gt;i've no more ideas/inspiration to think of any surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored to my ass at home.&lt;br /&gt;nobody to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;nobody to interact with.&lt;br /&gt;just left staring and the 4 walls in my room,&lt;br /&gt;and the rubbish in it(including myself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115478518720057482?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115478518720057482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115478518720057482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115478518720057482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115478518720057482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/08/spoiler-i-had-so-much-planned-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115453806181751330</id><published>2006-08-03T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T01:01:01.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh&lt;br /&gt;what a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got back home only 20 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had tax revision lecture and rfa lecture today.&lt;br /&gt;had class work during rfa.&lt;br /&gt;and i realised i forgot quite abit of my PFS.&lt;br /&gt;time to buck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;after school headed to michelle's place for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;her mom was cooking steamboat,&lt;br /&gt;so she asked a few relatives to come join them.&lt;br /&gt;it was also kinda like a welcome dinner for my aunt and family who came back from the states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never knew that there was such a food as CheeseBalls.&lt;br /&gt;they're like fish balls, but they have cheese fillings.&lt;br /&gt;rather tasty.&lt;br /&gt;felt weird initially, but i started to like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:"how do you tell if a cheese sausage is cooked?&lt;br /&gt;A:"when it &lt;em&gt;cums&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;the adults started talking and talking and talking..&lt;br /&gt;along with red wine and peanuts..&lt;br /&gt;ultimate.&lt;br /&gt;-___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was bored off my ass.&lt;br /&gt;mich and her sis were out at church.&lt;br /&gt;and i was much practically left alone.&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;there were kids.&lt;br /&gt;but i felt they were rather irritating.&lt;br /&gt;zzZzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;hey is 12am!&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah.&lt;br /&gt;in case i forget,&lt;br /&gt;if anybody i know from BA yr 3 reads this,&lt;br /&gt;our prom night is coming.&lt;br /&gt;i cant rmb the exact date,&lt;br /&gt;but if ure interested,&lt;br /&gt;sign up at canteen 1 from 2aug to 11aug.&lt;br /&gt;there will be a registration surcharge of $40.&lt;br /&gt;the tix are at $75, u pay the rest another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.&lt;br /&gt;nights.&lt;br /&gt;im beat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115453806181751330?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115453806181751330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115453806181751330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115453806181751330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115453806181751330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/08/gosh-what-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115427790728303115</id><published>2006-07-31T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T00:45:07.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>where in this island i am on can i actually scream and cry out all my sorrows pain and troubles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really going to break down soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is so hard to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant please everybody.&lt;br /&gt;i desperately want to.&lt;br /&gt;but i just seem unable to do it.&lt;br /&gt;i want to see people happy,&lt;br /&gt;but all i seem to be able to do is the exact opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like such a failure sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the harder i try,&lt;br /&gt;the harder i fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder,&lt;br /&gt;when i am down, who would actually be there for me besides God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i like to give the feeling of love(be it friendship, bgr or whatsoever),&lt;br /&gt;i would also like to receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is a cruel place.&lt;br /&gt;quit being so harsh on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have not only learn how to pick myself up when i am down,&lt;br /&gt;but i have to learn how to make a support to keep myself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;it would be happy when i see/make people happy.&lt;br /&gt;even if they dont appreciate it,&lt;br /&gt;its fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115427790728303115?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115427790728303115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115427790728303115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115427790728303115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115427790728303115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/where-in-this-island-i-am-on-can-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115411026969015690</id><published>2006-07-29T02:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T02:11:09.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy!!</title><content type='html'>Happy 9 months darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/1600/PICT1050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/200/PICT1050.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the best day of our individual months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;while doing nothing..&lt;br /&gt;i decided to try playing FreeCell.&lt;br /&gt;fine.&lt;br /&gt;im slow and i admit i dont know how to play.&lt;br /&gt;can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play play try try..&lt;br /&gt;and i FINALLY...&lt;br /&gt;finally completed 1 game..&lt;br /&gt;big deal hor?&lt;br /&gt;well.. its the first time i completed k!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/1600/first%20time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/200/first%20time.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;download windows messenger live.&lt;br /&gt;cool.&lt;br /&gt;works like icq.&lt;br /&gt;you can leave offline messages.&lt;br /&gt;and the layout seems nicer..&lt;br /&gt;more executive feel.&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;now can bug people even if they offline..&lt;br /&gt;ROARR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawns..&lt;br /&gt;im tired..&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should go sleep..&lt;br /&gt;otherwise i may end up having midnight snacks..&lt;br /&gt;no good no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115411026969015690?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115411026969015690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115411026969015690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115411026969015690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115411026969015690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy_29.html' title='happy!!'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115374701330314662</id><published>2006-07-24T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T21:16:53.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>done!&lt;br /&gt;finally done preparing the "amazing race" for sunday's 5th week outing at sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;made a trip down to sentosa to recce(pronounced as reck-ki).&lt;br /&gt;saw a taiwanese family at the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;they had some trouble... so i volunteered to help them abit.&lt;br /&gt;talked with them for awhile till we parted ways.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;i know the lcor people who read my blog are hoping to find clues and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;well... BOO!!&lt;br /&gt;try harder!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;walked around sentosa, trying to find stuff that can be included into the "amazing race".&lt;br /&gt;found it kinda relaxing to walk around alone. felt so free. &lt;br /&gt;saw many things, people, girls(oops...)... and walked to places that i have yet to venture to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah. bought a new street soccer boots from queensway yesterday. $79.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/1600/PICT1026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/200/PICT1026.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.. i needa go do my work.&lt;br /&gt;byebye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115374701330314662?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115374701330314662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115374701330314662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115374701330314662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115374701330314662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/done-finally-done-preparing-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115332648790681002</id><published>2006-07-20T04:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T00:28:07.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so dry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe because i spent most of my time sobbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pain im suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where'd you go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115332648790681002?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115332648790681002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115332648790681002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115332648790681002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115332648790681002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115332330371593504</id><published>2006-07-19T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T23:35:03.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt;i really miss you so.&lt;br /&gt;seems like its been forever,&lt;br /&gt;since you've been "gone"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I REALLY MISS YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115332330371593504?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115332330371593504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115332330371593504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115332330371593504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115332330371593504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/whered-you-go-i-really-miss-you-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115323975245131804</id><published>2006-07-19T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T00:22:32.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fort minor - where'd you go</title><content type='html'>(Chorus:)&lt;br /&gt;Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever&lt;br /&gt;that you've been gone&lt;br /&gt;Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever&lt;br /&gt;that you've been gone&lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;Come back home&lt;br /&gt;(Intro:)&lt;br /&gt;Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so&lt;br /&gt;Seems like its been forever&lt;br /&gt;that you've been gone&lt;br /&gt;(Verse 1:)&lt;br /&gt;She said somedays I feel like shit&lt;br /&gt;Somedays I wanna quit&lt;br /&gt;and just be normal for a bit&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why you have to always be gone&lt;br /&gt;I get along but your trips always feel so long&lt;br /&gt;And I find myself trying to stay by the phone&lt;br /&gt;Because your voice always helps to not feel so alone&lt;br /&gt;But I feel like an idiot, working my day around a call&lt;br /&gt;And when I pick up I don't have much to say,&lt;br /&gt;so I want you to know it's a little fucked up that&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck here waiting, at times debating&lt;br /&gt;Telling you that I've had it with you and your career&lt;br /&gt;Me and the rest of the family here singing&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;(Verse 1:)&lt;br /&gt;You know, the place where you used to live&lt;br /&gt;Used to barbeque up burgers and ribs&lt;br /&gt;Used to have a little party every halloween&lt;br /&gt;with candy by the pile but now&lt;br /&gt;you only stop by every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;Shit&lt;br /&gt;I find myself just filling my time&lt;br /&gt;With anything to keep the thought of you from my mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing fine&lt;br /&gt;I plan to keep it that way&lt;br /&gt;You can call me if you find that you have something to say&lt;br /&gt;And I'll tell you&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know it's a little fucked up that&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck here waiting, at times debating&lt;br /&gt;Telling you that I've had it with you and your career&lt;br /&gt;Me and the rest of the family here singing&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;(Verse 3:)&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know it's a little fucked up that&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck here waiting, no longer debating&lt;br /&gt;Tired of sitting and hating and making these excuses&lt;br /&gt;For why you're not around, and feeling so useless&lt;br /&gt;It seems one thing has been true all along&lt;br /&gt;You don't really know what you've got till its gone&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've had it with you and your career&lt;br /&gt;When you come back I won't be here and you can sing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever that you've been gone&lt;br /&gt;Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so&lt;br /&gt;Seems like its been forever that you've been gone&lt;br /&gt;Please come back home[x5]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115323975245131804?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115323975245131804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115323975245131804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115323975245131804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115323975245131804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/fort-minor-whered-you-go_19.html' title='fort minor - where&apos;d you go'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115315043906920982</id><published>2006-07-17T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T00:01:29.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights like this have been pretty lonely for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i have for company is this screen im staring at;&lt;br /&gt;homework;&lt;br /&gt;occasional tv/games/anime;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've seem to lost some "human touch"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time when i would spend most of my time &lt;br /&gt;chatting away on the phone? or msn with people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neglected is the word.&lt;br /&gt;especially from someone special to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vcds/dvds/taiwan/korean everything..&lt;br /&gt;they're stealing you away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've been so harsh on me.&lt;br /&gt;so cold.&lt;br /&gt;you're running so fast in front of me,&lt;br /&gt;and each time i run faster after you,&lt;br /&gt;you go even faster.&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;i'm running out of breath.&lt;br /&gt;help me please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115315043906920982?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115315043906920982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115315043906920982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115315043906920982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115315043906920982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/sigh-nights-like-this-have-been-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115306008836625407</id><published>2006-07-16T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T15:05:33.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just remembered something that happened while waiting for eric to choose and buy his slippers at RIPCURL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daniel liked the ripcurl plastic bag alot.&lt;br /&gt;and he was wondering if we could buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres an imaginary conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Daniel&gt;: Hi, can i buy your plastic bag. i like it alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Salesman&gt;: Hey, you can have it free. No worries. *smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Daniel&gt;: ok. thanks. can i have 10 please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Salesman&gt;: =__=!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.&lt;br /&gt;that was lame.&lt;br /&gt;but it cracked us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115306008836625407?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115306008836625407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115306008836625407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115306008836625407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115306008836625407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-remembered-something-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115305989669671468</id><published>2006-07-16T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T15:06:12.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey y'all.&lt;br /&gt;havent blogged for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;been busy and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;the weeks have been rather tiring.&lt;br /&gt;projects after projects.&lt;br /&gt;assignments after assignents.&lt;br /&gt;mini-tests after mini-tests.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness for the GSS(Great Singapore Sale if some dumb dumbs dont know).&lt;br /&gt;been immersing myself in the greatness of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;retail-theraphy&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh..&lt;br /&gt;the comfort and joy of shopping.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought quite a number of things during this sale.&lt;br /&gt;lets see..&lt;br /&gt;i bought 2 berms from IPZone&lt;br /&gt;a polo-tee from IPZone&lt;br /&gt;a PINK t-shirt from TOPMAN&lt;br /&gt;a cap from RIPCURL&lt;br /&gt;a pencil-case(big enough to put A4size paper inside) from RIPCURL&lt;br /&gt;a sandal from IPZone&lt;br /&gt;a shirt(the MONSTER 9" for those who have seen it) from NewUrbanMale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;not very fabulous stuff.&lt;br /&gt;but satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was wondering.&lt;br /&gt;if i were to have $1000 to spend in a day..&lt;br /&gt;where would i spend it.&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING... and eating.&lt;br /&gt;hee~&lt;br /&gt;of course i have to bring my gf along..&lt;br /&gt;or i'll get the nagging and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;woots~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzZZzzZzz.&lt;br /&gt;just started watching Full Metal Alchemist anime.&lt;br /&gt;quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr.&lt;br /&gt;my new pencil case has some smell on it...&lt;br /&gt;its rather irritating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!&lt;br /&gt;i just remembered.&lt;br /&gt;i had a hair cut at Jean Yip too.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;i had a tough time deciding where to have my hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;then i had an impulse one day to cut it at JY.&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;im satisfied with it.&lt;br /&gt;i like my new hair style too.&lt;br /&gt;think i'll cut the same style next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok..&lt;br /&gt;photos right?&lt;br /&gt;another time..&lt;br /&gt;lazyy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*snore*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao y'all~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115305989669671468?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115305989669671468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115305989669671468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115305989669671468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115305989669671468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/hey-yall.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115143536996931458</id><published>2006-06-28T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T03:09:29.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a bad start</title><content type='html'>its about 3am in the morning and im still wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all because of a quarrel...&lt;br /&gt;on my 8month anniversary with my girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about what?&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to speak about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i really wish i were dead.&lt;br /&gt;especially now.&lt;br /&gt;i just wish all these pain would stop.&lt;br /&gt;tears just flow down my cheeks like tap water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive never been so hurt before in my life.&lt;br /&gt;if only time would just pause for that very moment &lt;br /&gt;where i can just have time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have lost my own life.&lt;br /&gt;not physically, but mentally and emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spend a quarter day in school;&lt;br /&gt;a quarter with my girlfriend;&lt;br /&gt;a quarter with my family &amp; friends;&lt;br /&gt;a quarter eating, sleeping and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have barely enough time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just dont seem to get the understanding from the people around me&lt;br /&gt;about the stress i am getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may put on a brave front,&lt;br /&gt;but inside im just a hurt and tired soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired.&lt;br /&gt;so very tired.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i would fall asleep and never awake again from all these pain im feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody please help me.&lt;br /&gt;would you save me.&lt;br /&gt;stop all these suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD!! I MISS YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/blessings.jpg" width=400 height=500&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115143536996931458?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115143536996931458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115143536996931458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115143536996931458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115143536996931458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/06/bad-start.html' title='a bad start'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-115108723374829783</id><published>2006-06-24T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T02:30:04.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE</title><content type='html'>goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been almost 2 full months since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;since so much has passed since then,&lt;br /&gt;i shall only blog about recent events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great.&lt;br /&gt;where am i supposed to start now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about i back-track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday 23rd June:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.creative.com/redirect.asp?id=268"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sg.creative.com/promos/whs_jun06/images/headers/header_top.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of getting myself a simple MP3 player.&lt;br /&gt;Joined the stupid queue at around 920am, because someone wanted to get the &lt;a href="http://sg.creative.com/promos/whs_jun06/starbuys.asp"&gt;$1 MP3 bargain&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get it!!!&lt;br /&gt;that doesnt really matter to me.&lt;br /&gt;what made me rather unhappy is that,&lt;br /&gt;we joined the queue for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;we had to endure the hot weather, while others were standing near the warehouse(aircon).&lt;br /&gt;STUPID CREATIVE STAFF.&lt;br /&gt;DONT KNOW HOW TO TELL US DONT NEED QUEUE IS IT??&lt;br /&gt;*grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;got the same MP3 as my dear baby:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.creative.com/iss/images/products/headers/prod10737_hdr_1_6_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;256mb(I dont think i need that much)&lt;br /&gt;Built-in FM&lt;br /&gt;Drag-and-Drop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, ours are in lime green.&lt;br /&gt;I dont really ask for much, especially since this is my first MP3 player and the price is only $59.&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;went over to baby's place to rush my MA project.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;last minute work.&lt;br /&gt;roar~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15-18th June:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lutheran Church of Singapore combined retreat at &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/PICT0935.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riveria Bay Resort,Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;goodness.&lt;br /&gt;i've got loads of pictures to post.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll just let some of the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/PICT1021.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt; &lt;br&gt;one hell of a hard sleeper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/PICT0988.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt; &lt;br&gt;some portugese-malay's iguana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/PICT0984.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt; &lt;br&gt;had one of our dinner's here (Mahkota)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/PICT0888.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt; &lt;br&gt;another dinner here. ok cause the hotel food sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/PICT0895.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt; &lt;br&gt;some boring discussion session&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/PICT0917.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt; &lt;br&gt;GTA: San Andreas time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/PICT0932.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt; &lt;br&gt;zzzZZzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/PICT0833.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt; &lt;br&gt;ZZZZzzZZZZZzZZZZZzzZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/PICT0962.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt; &lt;br&gt;humongous Bananas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/PICT0955.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt; &lt;br&gt;SOON KUAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/PICT0949.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt; &lt;br&gt;ok. its actually a washed ashore jellyfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/PICT0939.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt; &lt;br&gt;the beach where we found soon kuay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/PICT0938.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt; &lt;br&gt;looks are deceiving..go imagine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babies!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/PICT1010.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/PICT1004.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/PICT1024.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/PICT1014.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/PICT1007.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. these pictures arent going to fully tell what i did or what happened there. who cares right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. i need to go get my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;need to finish up on my project. zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;nights world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/blessings.jpg" width=500 height=400&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-115108723374829783?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115108723374829783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=115108723374829783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115108723374829783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/115108723374829783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/06/update.html' title='UPDATE'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-114874409034328855</id><published>2006-05-28T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T23:34:50.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop</title><content type='html'>stop procrastinating ben!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so not ready for TAX2 &amp; FMS papers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop procrastinating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... happy 7months baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;wont be meetin you this week... gotta study... zzZZzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-114874409034328855?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/114874409034328855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=114874409034328855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/114874409034328855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/114874409034328855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/05/stop.html' title='stop'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-114857160668044250</id><published>2006-05-25T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T23:40:06.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just reminded that i have almost 1 week left before my common tests.&lt;br /&gt;freak.&lt;br /&gt;i am so not ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holland V friends..&lt;br /&gt;wonder if you guys are reading this..&lt;br /&gt;be reminded of ESSENTIAL@HOLLANDV ...&lt;br /&gt;check your email for details.&lt;br /&gt;i took alot of effort in doing it, so dont disappoint me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/1600/benism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2662/216/320/benism.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;i did this just now.. nothing to do.. my current wallpaper..&lt;br /&gt;pretty nice i think..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-114857160668044250?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/114857160668044250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=114857160668044250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/114857160668044250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/114857160668044250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-was-just-reminded-that-i-have-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-114569059387591769</id><published>2006-04-22T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T15:23:13.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why cant my life just be normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant take this shit no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pressure is driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am no longer who i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know who i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could just wash it off my hands,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the fact is that i cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when would it all come to a stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop it all.&lt;br /&gt;someone.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;let it all &lt;strong&gt;STOP&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-114569059387591769?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/114569059387591769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=114569059387591769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/114569059387591769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/114569059387591769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/04/why-cant-my-life-just-be-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-114416297511169763</id><published>2006-04-04T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T23:02:56.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updateeeee</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks left for my attachment.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly feeling a little bu she de.&lt;br /&gt;because i really quite like my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;they are really an interesting bunch of people.&lt;br /&gt;and its rather enjoyable to work with them.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;today we had lunch at Padang Restaurant(Singapore Recreation Club).&lt;br /&gt;dim sum lunch to welcome a new "permanent" staff into the company.&lt;br /&gt;*burp*&lt;br /&gt;damn full at the end of lunch.&lt;br /&gt;when everyone was back at the office..&lt;br /&gt;they looked damn shag.&lt;br /&gt;eat full full go sleep sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;went shopping on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;bought 2 pairs of levis..&lt;br /&gt;total cost: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$50&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$50&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;thats right 50 bucks only.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;orchard levi's store(takashimaya) is having a renovation sale..&lt;br /&gt;up to 70% discount.&lt;br /&gt;got a 902 and a 907..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;i got my pay at last.. &lt;br /&gt;$487++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAWNS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow needa work..&lt;br /&gt;bye world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-114416297511169763?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/114416297511169763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=114416297511169763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/114416297511169763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/114416297511169763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/04/updateeeee.html' title='updateeeee'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-114323220612941168</id><published>2006-03-25T04:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T04:30:06.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOS</title><content type='html'>i just came home.&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.ministryofsound.com.sg/v2/index.aspx"&gt;Ministry of Sound&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/mos.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;courtesy of Ministry of Sound Singapore&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOS in short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first time at MOS.&lt;br /&gt;and a long time since i clubbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with some of my secondary school friends.&lt;br /&gt;the family.&lt;br /&gt;gareth,charles,abbas,shidah,huihua,christie and grace.&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;the 8 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;i can say MOS..&lt;br /&gt;has done a pretty good job in leaving a rather good impression.&lt;br /&gt;too bad i dont get to visit the VIP section(heard the place is entirely white)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only con to me..&lt;br /&gt;is the retro section.&lt;br /&gt;goodness.&lt;br /&gt;it is really OLD SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;so many foreigners..&lt;br /&gt;and aunties and uncles..&lt;br /&gt;it somehow brings back certain images in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;Foreign sailors..&lt;br /&gt;and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;we chose to stay at smoove.&lt;br /&gt;thats where all the RnB,Top40 hits etc.&lt;br /&gt;thats where we danced..grinded..and avoided assholes for the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;the 4 guys were trying to protect the girls as much as we could..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i remember is this guy..&lt;br /&gt;damn extra.&lt;br /&gt;the 8 of us dancing together and he suddenly join in..&lt;br /&gt;trying to get fresh with our sisters.&lt;br /&gt;i saw the guy's hand trying to get fresh with one of the sisters.&lt;br /&gt;he didnt succeed.&lt;br /&gt;me and gareth intervened.&lt;br /&gt;and he left eventually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe there are still such people trying to get cheap thrills.&lt;br /&gt;-_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;my legs are really sore now.&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun to hang around with my friends after so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer up shidah.&lt;br /&gt;everything will turn out better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you very much..&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to see you again&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-114323220612941168?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/114323220612941168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=114323220612941168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/114323220612941168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/114323220612941168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/03/mos.html' title='MOS'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-114316065600927007</id><published>2006-03-24T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T08:37:36.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>irony against irony</title><content type='html'>hmm.&lt;br /&gt;got my exam results today.&lt;br /&gt;wanna see?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;kinda embarassing results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/haha_fail_audit.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see!&lt;br /&gt;GOT F!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F IS FOR FANTASTIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who am i lying to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;wanna know whats the irony about??&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im on attachment now right?&lt;br /&gt;in an audit firm right?&lt;br /&gt;see see?&lt;br /&gt;sensed it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid thing is...&lt;br /&gt;i think the theory for audit is redundant.&lt;br /&gt;i mean..&lt;br /&gt;i learnt much more from this attachment than i have from the notes.&lt;br /&gt;retarded.&lt;br /&gt;-___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT FANTASTIC ON MY RESULTS SLIP..&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-114316065600927007?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/114316065600927007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=114316065600927007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/114316065600927007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/114316065600927007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/03/irony-against-irony.html' title='irony against irony'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-114290328172786051</id><published>2006-03-21T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T09:08:01.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spiders are crawling all over my webpage</title><content type='html'>omg.&lt;br /&gt;there are cobwebs all over my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;i have been mia for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically have been rather busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work work work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes work... not studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm now on attachment at a audit firm, J.Tan&amp;Co.&lt;br /&gt;its at Peninsular Plaza(near City Hall MRT).&lt;br /&gt;today is mine 12th day at work(i work mon-fri).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzZZzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to this attachment.&lt;br /&gt;i finally understand what i really want when i go out to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant just sit in front of a pc whole day,&lt;br /&gt;sorting through papers..&lt;br /&gt;staring at numbers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a personality and character of mine..&lt;br /&gt;its better if i find a job where i can walk around.&lt;br /&gt;hey.&lt;br /&gt;dont come up with corny jobs for me.&lt;br /&gt;yah yah.&lt;br /&gt;road sweeper.&lt;br /&gt;-____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to work in the hotel industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;i regret taking this accounting diploma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;there are its benefits though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now got IR..&lt;br /&gt;i think i must work hard to get a hotel/tourism industry related diploma/degree..&lt;br /&gt;ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.&lt;br /&gt;slacked enough.&lt;br /&gt;back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-114290328172786051?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/114290328172786051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=114290328172786051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/114290328172786051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/114290328172786051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/03/spiders-are-crawling-all-over-my.html' title='spiders are crawling all over my webpage'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-114014661864264525</id><published>2006-02-17T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T11:23:38.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dtxmania</title><content type='html'>hmm.&lt;br /&gt;exams approaching.&lt;br /&gt;will be unable for the next two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i've been playing DTXManiaGR...&lt;br /&gt;its some drum game..&lt;br /&gt;those that you see at the arcade..&lt;br /&gt;only difference is that you play it with your keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;i've been ramming my keypads...&lt;br /&gt;and finally..&lt;br /&gt;i have mastered one song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/FullCombo-Boulevard.jpg" width=400 height=300&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;green day's boulevard of broken dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Full combo!!&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.&lt;br /&gt;enough playing.&lt;br /&gt;off to the &lt;strike&gt;books&lt;/strike&gt; notes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-114014661864264525?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/114014661864264525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=114014661864264525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/114014661864264525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/114014661864264525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/02/dtxmania.html' title='dtxmania'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-113947223902168513</id><published>2006-02-09T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T16:03:59.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overcomed</title><content type='html'>recently,&lt;br /&gt;life has been quite a bore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean...&lt;br /&gt;its like i haven't have much activity in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has been revolving around waiting...&lt;br /&gt;waiting...&lt;br /&gt;and more waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in another 3 weeks my exams start.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not even mentally prepared.&lt;br /&gt;lest to say,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not even prepared for any of my papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that...&lt;br /&gt;i haven't spent much quality time with my gf.&lt;br /&gt;furthermore,&lt;br /&gt;even if we do...&lt;br /&gt;she's always with her friends..&lt;br /&gt;and i can't seem to join in the conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;lost quite a lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;no luck playing cards this year.&lt;br /&gt;its been the same for the past few years.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;when will my luck be back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently wasting time.&lt;br /&gt;helping my gf with her blaw project.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to spend quality time with her now.&lt;br /&gt;but now..&lt;br /&gt;forget it.&lt;br /&gt;i give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-113947223902168513?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/113947223902168513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=113947223902168513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/113947223902168513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/113947223902168513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/02/overcomed.html' title='overcomed'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-113846432811080058</id><published>2006-01-29T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T00:05:28.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>status: worried sick</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not that happy now.&lt;br /&gt;not that i'm sad or what.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just very worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am really worried sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's out working tonight.&lt;br /&gt;just a temp server at kbox(chinatown).&lt;br /&gt;she's just replacing her friend tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please keep all those baddies away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy cny to everyone again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-113846432811080058?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/113846432811080058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=113846432811080058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/113846432811080058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/113846432811080058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/01/status-worried-sick.html' title='status: worried sick'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-113829406086676031</id><published>2006-01-27T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T00:47:40.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rufffff !!!!</title><content type='html'>Its the year of the Dog this CNY!!&lt;br /&gt;and i want a dog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok..&lt;br /&gt;not really because of CNY..&lt;br /&gt;i've been wanting a dog.&lt;br /&gt;but my mom's not a big fan of them.&lt;br /&gt;-___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.terrier.com/image/pic0207_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a jack russel!!!&lt;br /&gt;ain't they just cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.eyedealpostcards.com/images/FigBullTerrierDF07A.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bull terrier!&lt;br /&gt;i just find them..&lt;br /&gt;i just like this breed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ganador.com.mx/Images/razas/schnauzer.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schnauzer!!&lt;br /&gt;i just can't get enough of them!&lt;br /&gt;they just love to tilt their head,&lt;br /&gt;and that makes them so adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;i sound a little gay back there.&lt;br /&gt;come on.&lt;br /&gt;don't tell me you don't find them cute.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-113829406086676031?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/113829406086676031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=113829406086676031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/113829406086676031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/113829406086676031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/01/rufffff.html' title='rufffff !!!!'/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-113829297396516386</id><published>2006-01-27T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T00:49:26.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playful me.&lt;br /&gt;play with my notebook's adapter with my leg until the wire came loose.&lt;br /&gt;and my notebook just shut down like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i lost whatever i was doing just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;i just realised its been 27 days into this new year,&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't made any new year resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; Be a good Christian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; Be a good son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; Be a good boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; Be a good friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; Be richer(hey! who said this can't be a resolution????)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shan't bore you with this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY's coming!!!&lt;br /&gt;Whoopee!!!&lt;br /&gt;this means alot to me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$&lt;br /&gt;*sniffs*&lt;br /&gt;can't seem to smell CASH yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show me the money!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't introduced myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Ben!&lt;br /&gt;I just turned 19 on 9 January.&lt;br /&gt;I have a wonderful family and a great girlfriend;&lt;br /&gt;Currently a Accounting student at &lt;a href="http://www.np.edu.sg"&gt;Ngee Ann Polytechnic&lt;/a&gt; (oh yah! open house 2 Feb....).&lt;br /&gt;Planning to go into the modelling world(no. i am not a hunk... hubba hubba~).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now.&lt;br /&gt;did i miss anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;i've still got Audit tutorial tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to drag my sleepy ass into bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-113829297396516386?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/113829297396516386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=113829297396516386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/113829297396516386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/113829297396516386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/01/grumbles-playful-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21445292.post-113811812646889558</id><published>2006-01-24T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:55:26.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My fists have shattered men's dreams, destroyed families and crushed hopes.&lt;br /&gt;But when I open these hands, i can hold my wife, make my children laugh and even aid others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path that we take is not right, its simply the path that we choose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21445292-113811812646889558?l=hisroadoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/113811812646889558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21445292&amp;postID=113811812646889558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/113811812646889558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21445292/posts/default/113811812646889558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisroadoflife.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-fists-have-shattered-mens-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17261176243490540001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/dreamwalked/18over.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
