<?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-7886922</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:24:29.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when will an angel appear</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-114754039473379538</id><published>2006-05-14T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T01:13:14.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been long..</title><content type='html'>Blog's dead, Chatterbox's dead. But the man is not dead.. yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-114754039473379538?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/114754039473379538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=114754039473379538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/114754039473379538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/114754039473379538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-been-long.html' title='It&apos;s been long..'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-112177014791988160</id><published>2005-07-19T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T18:53:51.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life..</title><content type='html'>SIP now.. 9am to 5.30pm. working on alternate days, gym on monday, wed and fri. swimming during lunch time on tues and thurs. no time for myself. no time to sleep. i'm tired, mentally and physically. can i lie on someone's shoulder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. got to say something that pissed me off totally. for the past few days, i'll bump into this same group of girls who are very noisy.. and everytime they will point at me and mumble to each other and giggle. dont know laughing at what. just keep looking and mumbling. I AM DAMN PISSED. i think they are saying something like i look like some girl or someone they know. BUT IS A GIRL !!!!!!!! maybe i should just confront them and give them 2 tight slaps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-112177014791988160?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/112177014791988160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=112177014791988160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/112177014791988160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/112177014791988160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/07/life.html' title='life..'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-111632415414057899</id><published>2005-05-17T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T18:02:34.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What did Zero said to Eight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img218.echo.cx/img218/3350/0and88nx.jpg" width="363" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    Why you so fat still wear your belt until so tight?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-111632415414057899?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/111632415414057899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=111632415414057899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111632415414057899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111632415414057899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-did-zero-said-to-eight.html' title='What did Zero said to Eight'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-111558856744280661</id><published>2005-05-09T05:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T05:50:05.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am i that unreasonable?</title><content type='html'>let me extract this from my sister's blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...and i never WORK.. and i waste one day. means i cant buy laptop.. i need a laptop of my own mann. tis com is like CONQUERED by somebody. and thinks tt only he can dl all the things he wans. whatever i wan, it either contains virus or it takes up alot of space. what if i die in TP!!! studynig bit leh.. den hor.. got IT stuffs.. den will learn all de programming thingy? den will learn those multimedia stuffs? w/o those programmes in my com, HOW!!! my bro will not let me DL the prog.. cos it TAKES UP SPACE.. n i think i mentioned a little too loud tt im buying a laptop.. and he heard it.. so i think i heard him saying HOPE I CAN BUY IT ASAP.. what!!!!! means he's gonna have the com of his own.. !! *crAP!!!*"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, its been ages since i last told you "EH. CANNOT USE. I WANT TO USE?" nowadays its either i say hurry up coz i wanna use or unless i'm using halfway and you want to use, i'll just say a while more. have i been CONQUERING this stupid comp? even when i come home from work at 3am in the morning and you are still using, i also never showed any unhappiness isnt it? am i that unreasonable to you? and you've never told me you wanted to download anything UNTIL you said you wanted to download MSN7? and pls try recalling what i said, i never OBJECT to downloading it, i merely ADVISED that it will be VERY laggy for our piece of lousy metal. and i did MENTIONED that you can try downloading and use it though i know it will be laggy. so am i that unreasonable? so becoz of MSN7, you are angry with me. i know you're getting into an IT course, i understand that you will need to download or do stuffs that requires a computer badly in future, i WILL NEVER stop you from doing your sch work if you really need to but i wan to stress again.. up till now you only mentioned to me about downloading MSN 7? and, didnt i even created a folder for your in our hard disk so that you can place or download whatever you want in there, so even if i reformat the comp, your stuffs wont be affected? i have never even checked on what you had downloaded inside, you are absolutely free to download anything you wanted isnt it? lastly to what you've said.. YES i did say hope you can get ur laptop asap. but why?! its REALLY not becoz i can have this comp to myself! why the hell would i want this bloody comp to myself? i just hope if getting ur own laptop, you'll be able to use freely and really achieve in what you need for either your schwork or your interest. so am i that unreasonable to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, when i saw that post of yours, i felt very disappointed. i always thought my dearest sis is entering tertiary education and is finally growing up, leading an interesting and educational life. working part time and also attending church believing in Lord Jesus despite our family being Buddhists. nobody has stopped you in doing anything as long as you feel it is right. Dad, Mum, Sis, or me have never stopped you, we might nag abit of this and that but at the end of the day..arent you still doing the things you want to ? everytime you request something to me, as long as it's within my ability, have i said no? you are my sister, the youngest in the family.. the one whom everyone dotes on. but it seems like i'm just a somebody to you as stated by you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i am not a good brother, but i am trying my best coz i love you as my sister. if you feel i am very unreasonable.. i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-111558856744280661?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/111558856744280661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=111558856744280661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111558856744280661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111558856744280661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/05/am-i-that-unreasonable.html' title='am i that unreasonable?'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-111479385025521308</id><published>2005-04-30T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T01:05:21.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Divergence</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.divergence.com.hk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Divergence" src="http://img12.echo.cx/img12/3520/nowshowingdivergence3uz.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched this show today. i think the producer is trying to create something that seems like "Internal Affairs" (Wu Jian Dao). but i really had a hard time understanding what the show is talking about. but the cast was great consisting of aaron kwok, daniel wu, ekin cheng, li sin-je, luo jia liang.. well, you can try watching a weekday show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my two sisters went on a trip to bangkok! HAHA. no need to share my comp. hope they'll be able to find stuffs that i want. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-111479385025521308?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/111479385025521308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=111479385025521308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111479385025521308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111479385025521308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/04/divergence.html' title='Divergence'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-111436736599574827</id><published>2005-04-25T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T02:29:25.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>indeed there's no forever friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-111436736599574827?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/111436736599574827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=111436736599574827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111436736599574827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111436736599574827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/04/indeed-theres-no-forever-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-111433019403154346</id><published>2005-04-24T16:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T02:30:56.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont wanna be like your brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna be your best friend&lt;br /&gt;I only wanna be your lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will this end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I told you that I wanna be in your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you could be the woman in mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-111433019403154346?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/111433019403154346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=111433019403154346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111433019403154346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111433019403154346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-dont-wanna-be-like-your-brother-i.html' title=''/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-111422716842900058</id><published>2005-04-23T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T11:32:48.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>supplementary paper is over. the real holidays is beginning! though left only about 1 month, but its more than enough. and i'm finally stepping into the 3rd or final year of my poly life. i'm already 2 yrs lagging from ppl who are my age. cant wait to get this diploma and start my working life! the good thing is i dont have to serve ns after my dip anymore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-111422716842900058?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/111422716842900058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=111422716842900058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111422716842900058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111422716842900058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/04/supplementary-paper-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-111385237475625009</id><published>2005-04-19T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T03:26:14.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spam mails</title><content type='html'>my singnet email has been spammed with ALL these. check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Example: &lt;em&gt;Hi!We have a new product that we offer to you, C_I_A_L_I_S soft tabs,Cialis Soft Tabs is the new impotence treatment drug that everyoneis talking about. 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I DONT NEED VIAGRA!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-111385237475625009?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/111385237475625009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=111385237475625009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111385237475625009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111385237475625009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/04/spam-mails.html' title='spam mails'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-111354140753777738</id><published>2005-04-15T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T13:03:27.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-111354140753777738?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/111354140753777738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=111354140753777738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111354140753777738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111354140753777738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-111221210131797640</id><published>2005-03-31T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T03:48:21.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zouk..</title><content type='html'>wah lao. i feel like a pole, a wall. =/ when u are drunk, when u are high, you just lean on me. i'm the support pillow, no, is pillar. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-111221210131797640?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/111221210131797640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=111221210131797640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111221210131797640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111221210131797640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/03/zouk.html' title='zouk..'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-111169915744319494</id><published>2005-03-25T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T05:19:17.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to you all..</title><content type='html'>to the wonderful ppl who have crossed my path in this almost 23 years of my life, this entry is dedicated to you all to show my greatest gratitude and appreciation... in random order, here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, to sc. having you as my classmate, my bestest friend and a brother to me is one of the unbelievable things that had ever happened to me. your companionship is simply terrific. you've changed me somehow. brought new interests to me, improved my snooker skills, made me know more about lots of things that even though i'm 3 yrs your senior. i also have to thank you for ferrying whenever we go out, and not to mention sending me home no matter how late it is, i know its tiring yet you dont mind. if i were to continue saying.. this would never end, but really.. Thank you. you're a outstanding friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ralphael - secondary school life would had been so boring if there wasnt you to let me crack more jokes to brighten up our days. but i have to feel sorry for causing you to be a smoker too, an even heavier smoker than i am. i appreciate that you've always been there for me whenever i feel down, but at the same time i feel ashamed of myself that when you have problems, i dont seems to be able to help you. i miss those days where we go drinking.. shall we go again someday? i sincerely wish you all the best for your studies. and that i'm always there if you need me. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhongwen - it was through the heartless jiahao that we got to know each other, days where tried being ahbengs never seems to be forgotten. it was you who taught me how to play mahjong (with lots of learning fees given by losing), but thats how my life now can be not so boring when i know how to play that. oh yes, does 381 sound familiar to you? haha. i miss you, hope we can meet up one day. sorry that i've been busy whenever you called me out..thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xavier - mr sho, TCS5 (Tampines Century Square Level 5), KOF(King of Fighters), arcade! isnt it astounding how these things can create a true friendship? just by playing and playing, challenging each other.. we got to know each other with the whole group of others who have all grown up and led our own lives. it's been almost 8 years already. you've even seen the most upsetting moment of me, and now you're feeling grim over what has happened in the past week. well, i believe you've heard this from many people these few days, but i still got to say this.. get over it, no point torturing yourself becoz of someone who's not worthy of your love. move on and you'll find a better one soon. with your looks, no problem la. any problems, pls dial my number. and.. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jack - kyoboiboi! KOF too eh? always helping me to challenge ppl who wins me, haha.cycling in the middle of the night waiting for enlistment letter to come, creating irc scripts and till now.. fixing personal computers. i'm glad that though some unhappy stuffs did happened to us.. yet we're still good friends now. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelvin - dioboiboi! haha. i think among so many guy friends who are close to me, only you and sho are pursuing degree. i'm so proud to be your friend. haha. a happy belated birthday to you, sorry that i cant make it to celebrate with you due to exams, hope you enjoyed yourself. i'd like to thank you for the awesome drinking sessions i had with you, they were great and joyful. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jerry - bro, you're not forgotten. or rather, how can i even forget you. i love u! lol. but it's been a long time since we go out together. remember the days we go SPARKS? lol remember the countless nights we spent together outside doing nothing till morning? days we work together in NUSS banquet? without you, it would been so meaningless. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eden - though we've only been in the same class for 1 semester, but it was definitely sufficient to leave a permanent mark in my mind that you're a splendid friend. your suanning skills, your damn funny cold jokes, your stupid actions.. simply unforgettable. you've brought joy to my life. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leonard - i know you must be wondering why so many ppl liao still dun have you. yes! now its you! it's haagen dazs that i got to know you, the damn laolan guy! do you know, how much i used to hate u, your irritating face, your xialan attitude, the way u guide me at work, SIMPLY SUCKS! hahaha. but as time goes by, i realised actually you're not bad la. haha. always kana suan by me. oh yes, i'm really sorry that i cant join you back at cs, i do wanna continue working with you, coz you're a superb partner to work with. but dont worry, we still can go ktv together? and yes.. wish you all the best after u graduate and i will pray for you that u wont kana too siong unit in NS? haha. and of coz.. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelvin ho - darling~ gay mate! gym buddy! your body figure has always been my ultimate goal to push myself to go gym often. i miss those days where we always go gym together, without you.. i really have no moltivation to do more, i need your support, i need ur smell of sweat.. haha.. no words can describe how much i love you lol.. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhi an - an kor kor.. haha. i know you hate me whenever i call you that coz i'm actually older than you. but i think it sounds cute mah. from NS, we were in the same unit, same company, same bunk till now.. same poly, you're like a hope from the sky, always helping me through exams, teaching me, guiding me without any complaints yet still have to bear with all my craps.... without you.. i might even be retaking most of my subjects. sincerely, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds very sissy? and no, i'm not dying yet la. i just suddenly feel like saying these. i know its abit mushy, or maybe bo liao. but it's just how i feel about you guys. i appreciate all the help, concern, care that you've all given me. it's you ppl who made what xiangzheng is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those whom i've left out, you'll have to tell me! coz its 5.20am in the morning now. my brain cant function well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-111169915744319494?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/111169915744319494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=111169915744319494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111169915744319494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111169915744319494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/03/to-you-all.html' title='to you all..'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-111164468707915204</id><published>2005-03-24T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:11:27.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams over!</title><content type='html'>WOO HOO. time to enjoy! but at the same time. i have to get ready for supplementary papers! i wonder how many i will get this time. haha. zouk! here i come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-111164468707915204?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/111164468707915204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=111164468707915204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111164468707915204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111164468707915204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/03/exams-over.html' title='Exams over!'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-111065469956027682</id><published>2005-03-13T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T03:12:13.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh.</title><content type='html'>people just can't get the person whom they love alot isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people who love you alot is just not the one you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i see the "Date Doctor" ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-111065469956027682?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/111065469956027682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=111065469956027682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111065469956027682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111065469956027682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/03/sigh.html' title='sigh.'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-111037519591171911</id><published>2005-03-09T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T21:33:15.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who will you choose?</title><content type='html'>was watching the 9pm channel 8 show "1/2 yuan fen" and wondering.. what kind of guys will you girls prefer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) rich, but listens to his mum. mum say 1, he will do 1. not romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) very thrifty. does only practical things. think buying a loaf of bread is more practical than buy roses for girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) not rich, but always full of surprises. always being romantic. but very "sticky". will try his best to get his love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so which one?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-111037519591171911?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/111037519591171911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=111037519591171911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111037519591171911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/111037519591171911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/03/who-will-you-choose.html' title='Who will you choose?'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-110993821585976013</id><published>2005-03-04T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T20:10:15.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Moment to Remember</title><content type='html'>Go catch this korean show only at Cathay. touching. made me drop tears..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-110993821585976013?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/110993821585976013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=110993821585976013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110993821585976013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110993821585976013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/03/moment-to-remember.html' title='A Moment to Remember'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-110987268307818347</id><published>2005-03-04T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T01:58:03.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring?</title><content type='html'>are you humans feeling really bored with your lives? well, i am bored, so i decided to blabber on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you think being animals are even more boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking at a cat just now. this was what i thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday walking around, looking for leftover food. occasionally kind hearted ppl buy some canned cat food for them so it'll be kind of a feast. look, CANNED FOOD IS A FEAST. ok la. maybe some fried fish is also considered good. after eating? SLEEP. how? sleep at places where they have to ensure they wont be harassed by stupid kids or childish adults who tries to disturb them, pull their tail, scare them, throw things at them. they even have to worry that while they are sleeping, they'll not be stepped by ppl who are visually-challenged. there's no entertainment for them, no arcades, no PS2 for them to play, no going to cafe cartel to hold fork and knife to savour their fish, no sch to study, no kbox to sing "MEOW", no Zouk to dance to the cat steps! for male cats, when horny? go around looking for another female and shag! for female cats? for no reason, a male comes over and shags it and have to be pregnant with the father of the kittens continue going around shagging more cats. and when the female kitten grows up to the size of the adult cat, the father come shag it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i am bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-110987268307818347?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/110987268307818347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=110987268307818347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110987268307818347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110987268307818347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/03/boring.html' title='Boring?'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-110976087511297905</id><published>2005-03-02T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T18:54:35.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha, is this really me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Loverboy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture19.src='http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/random.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture19.src='http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RGLMm.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest#"&gt;Random &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture19.src='http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/gentle.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture19.src='http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RGLMm.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest#"&gt;Gentle &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture19.src='http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/love.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture19.src='http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RGLMm.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest#"&gt;Love &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture19.src='http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/master.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture19.src='http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RGLMm.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest#"&gt;Master&lt;/a&gt; (RGLMm)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well-liked. Well-established. You are The Loverboy. Loverboys thrive in committed, steady relationships--as opposed to, say, Playboys, who want sex without too much attachment.     You've had many relationships and nearly all of them have been successful. You're a nice guy, you know the ropes, and even if you can be a little hasty with decisions, most girls think of you as a total catch. Your hastiness comes off as spontaneity most of the time anyhow, making you especially popular in your circle of friends, too.&lt;br /&gt;You know not to make the typical Loverboy mistake of choosing someone who appreciates your good humor and popularity, but who offers nothing in return. You belong with someone outgoing, independent, and creative. Otherwise, you'll get bored. And then instead of surprising her with flowers or a practical joke, you'll surprise her by leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS AVOID: The Nymph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONSIDER: The Window Shopper, The Peach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try the test here: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/personality?type=RGLM&amp;g=1&amp;amp;o=1&amp;h=183"&gt;http://www.okcupid.com/personality?type=RGLM&amp;amp;g=1&amp;o=1&amp;amp;h=183&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-110976087511297905?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/110976087511297905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=110976087511297905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110976087511297905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110976087511297905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/03/haha-is-this-really-me.html' title='haha, is this really me?'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-110961894406101707</id><published>2005-03-01T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T03:29:04.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Inter-Advanced&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 75% Beginner, 93% Intermediate, 93% Advanced, and 61% Expert!&lt;br /&gt;You have a good understanding of intermediate and advanced commonly confused English words, getting at least 75% of the intermediate and advanced level questions correct. The puzzling part of your test result is the fact that you only answered 75% or less correct in the beginner section. Fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Commonly Confused Words Test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=14457200288064322170"&gt;http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=14457200288064322170&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-110961894406101707?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/110961894406101707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=110961894406101707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110961894406101707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110961894406101707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/03/english-test.html' title='English Test'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-110916567349297217</id><published>2005-02-23T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T21:34:33.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm.</title><content type='html'>Great minds think alike. Or Fools seldom differ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one are we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-110916567349297217?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/110916567349297217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=110916567349297217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110916567349297217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110916567349297217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/02/hmm.html' title='Hmm.'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-110705413147964428</id><published>2005-01-30T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T11:02:11.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>i'm sick for 2 weeks already. i lost my sense of smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-110705413147964428?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/110705413147964428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=110705413147964428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110705413147964428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110705413147964428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/01/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-110688561026055684</id><published>2005-01-28T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T12:13:30.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for my Navy's swimming test yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;requirements for the test &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;50 metres swim of any stroke&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 minutes tread water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 metres confidence jump&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha. first two.. no kick. until the confidence jump. i went up the platform and my legs trembled. haha. then i see.. heck la.. so many ppl have done it.. just close my eyes and get over with it. jumped in with a big splash! haha. damn fun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-110688561026055684?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/110688561026055684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=110688561026055684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110688561026055684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110688561026055684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/01/went-for-my-navys-swimming-test.html' title=''/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-110636600365226893</id><published>2005-01-22T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T11:53:23.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"the best lies aren't the ones u managed to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;its the ones where you tell the truth and no one believes,&lt;br /&gt;then forced to lie so that everyone believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst ones are the ones you don't succeed,&lt;br /&gt;but when u thought you've succeeded lying then its everyone else who are just playing on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the ones that hurt most?&lt;br /&gt;when u know its highly possible you know what is going on,&lt;br /&gt;yet he/she still lied,&lt;br /&gt;knowing well u know the truth."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-110636600365226893?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/110636600365226893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=110636600365226893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110636600365226893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110636600365226893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/01/best-lies-arent-ones-u-managed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-110598284776048343</id><published>2005-01-18T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T01:27:27.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saw this from a friend's blog..</title><content type='html'>If you and I were alone in my room right now, what would we be doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag your answers :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-110598284776048343?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/110598284776048343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=110598284776048343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110598284776048343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110598284776048343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/01/saw-this-from-friends-blog.html' title='saw this from a friend&apos;s blog..'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-110596674897431424</id><published>2005-01-17T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T20:59:08.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brrrr... cold.</title><content type='html'>i wonder why is the weather so cool nowadays. it makes me cold. i think i'm getting on in years. haha. no longer can withstand the cold. when i was younger, i could bathe in the morning without the use of heater. yet now i have to turn the heater to the max. i feel old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first two term test papers today. wasnt that bad i think. i managed to do most of the questions. but i have no idea why i felt so lost when i came out from the exam room. just dont feel like talking and just wish to get home as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-110596674897431424?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/110596674897431424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=110596674897431424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110596674897431424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110596674897431424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/01/brrrr-cold.html' title='brrrr... cold.'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-110553248328613750</id><published>2005-01-12T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T20:21:23.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>been long..</title><content type='html'>hi all. i'm back. finally able to get down to do my bloggings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lunar new year is round the corner. again its time to catch up with our relatives and have fun together, yet i lost my maternal grandmother and paternal grandfather just last year. the atmosphere is gonna be different this time round. i miss them alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dearest Wai po and GongGong, i miss you two."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates on my recent life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever wonder what are the things you do that make you feel most SHIOK as if you just had sex with multiple orgasms?&lt;br /&gt;- letting the fully filled bladder empty out with a "AHH.."&lt;br /&gt;- digging out a SUPER DUPER big piece of pi sai from your nose with nobody around to say "EEW"&lt;br /&gt;- farting out LOUD when you are alone not needing to control the volume.&lt;br /&gt;- being able to adjust your dick hair after being *KIAP* by ur underwear for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;- scratching your privates after itching for a long time in the toilet cubicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what makes you feel as if you had multiple orgasms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-110553248328613750?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/110553248328613750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=110553248328613750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110553248328613750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110553248328613750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2005/01/been-long.html' title='been long..'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886922.post-110067620905951493</id><published>2004-11-17T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T15:23:29.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok i am back.</title><content type='html'>I AM BACK I AM BACK I AM BACKK !!!!!!!!!! WILL UPDATE MORE. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886922-110067620905951493?l=zh3ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/feeds/110067620905951493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7886922&amp;postID=110067620905951493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110067620905951493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886922/posts/default/110067620905951493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zh3ng.blogspot.com/2004/11/ok-i-am-back.html' title='ok i am back.'/><author><name>zh3nG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
