<?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-6760853</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:28:19.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>p r e c i o u s  m o m e n t s</title><subtitle type='html'>yea. this is a online diary for me. it help me to cheer up me. hope it really do. =)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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>327</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6760853.post-3749456911122551696</id><published>2009-11-12T02:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T03:05:06.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time flies. year 2009 is an eye opening year for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did my attachment in Mandarin Oriental Singapore. Have already finished my Front Offfice attachment and am now, having my attachment in the Banquet Department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say i do enjoy those times in Front Office. Colleagues are great during work. They turn friends after work which then turn into party animal. Sadly to say, one by one, they are leaving. :(&lt;br /&gt;Front office has been really a great exposure to me. I get to meet all kind of guests everyday,. Super rich, Absolutely nice, Incredibly nasty ones.. well, u get to see Superstars as well. Been attached to the Club Lounge for 2 mths. i would say, it is really fun. Fun and bitchy talks with the bitches up there. and 1 more impt thing, Non stop eating and munching. Gosh. the garlic peanut. Come to think of it, my stomach is grumbling alr. Guests up there are mostly civilised and less demanding even though they pay more money than the regular ones.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, i do really miss my times there. But there is not where i wan to be. i wish to be at somewhere else in the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, life in Banquet! INITIALLY, i simply dread dread dread it. when i was in Front office, i was sent to help out in Banquet which is our so-call Fire Brigade. Alright, life being a fire brigader was great. But when i 1st started out as a trainee in Banquet, i would say it is shit. i really hate it. i want to go home everyday sharp when i end my shift. But no! they will not release till the function ends. Sucks. But much brain wash by the Disgusting guy in Banquet who is Edwin, he simply jus brain-wash me. From the nickname they have given me - Late Queen, i have started to kick this habit away. I began to like it more. I can feel the enjoyment i have in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a F&amp;amp;B Chalet a few weeks back. well, i really bond ppl tgt. i feel that i am not like a loner in there anymore. i feel the sense of belonging finally. but jus when i realised it, i left with less than a month in banquet. i really feel sad to left the department. Though it is really physically tired, but i do not know why i did not lose but gain weight, i feel the sense of enjoyment aft finishing some tasks being assigned to me. Turning of room, Setting up the room and etc. i really learn alot from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, i left with less than 2 weeks in Banquet. For this 2 weeks, will be the busiest moment for me. APEC - Obama and the rest of the minister from the world are coming. and i got this opportunity to participate in it. It is really a plus plus plus point to my portfolio in future. Next up, will be Morgan Stanley. it will be our hotel huge event! this investment company gona take up 4-5 level of the rooms in the hotel. Admirable yeah?&lt;br /&gt;I gona end my attachment in such a hectic ways. it is worth it seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this 9mths of attachments, i gained much more experience than i have previously.&lt;br /&gt;all i wish is to actualy get the post that i wanted for, for now. for that, i will remain confidential and not leak out which 2 posts am i eyeing on actually. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, hope all the best to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-3749456911122551696?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/3749456911122551696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=3749456911122551696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/3749456911122551696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/3749456911122551696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-1671043704313486345</id><published>2009-02-17T02:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T03:20:11.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back to blogging again. of cos. to blog for another part of memories of mine. - valentine day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13/2&lt;br /&gt;celebrated on the eve instead at Swissotel - Equinox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 1st yr we celebrated vday was at mount faber - cable car sky dining. that was went we are not together yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd yr was at meritus mandarin - the revolving  restaurant at the 28th storey if im aint wrong. well, at that time, we can see the whole of orchard road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3rd yr which is this year, at Swissotel - Equinox at the 70th storey. omg. view on top, was jus beyond words. in.descriptable. simply beeeaauuutiiffuuull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dining on top will definitely burn yr pocket a hold. 2 btls of fiji mineral water cost us 30bucks.&lt;br /&gt;a soup and an appetiser can cost u around 50bucks.&lt;br /&gt;3pcs of scallop and mash potato, 46bucks. A tenderloin w foie gras cost 77bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, personally i do feel that we are jus paying for the ambience and the atmosphere. but if u really wan to give ur mouth a good whip, i dont think this will be a plc to go :) i wld certainly prefer Au Petite at Demsey. they serve gd french cuisine. yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. receive a bouquet of roses from him. super love it. petals seem to be made by fibre. its real rose btw. im so amaze by it. Another Gucci wallet from him. thanks my ah zek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14/2&lt;br /&gt;lunch at market with him and off we set to town. as valentine day falls on the weekend - sat, we were planning to prepare our vday dinner at home so as to not to squeeze with the crowds. went to do some shopping at paragon and taka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a sudden change of mind to dine out at shokudo then. was packed with ppl again. anw, chop chop, we ended our dinner. Cineleisure was packed with couples. so the thought of catching a movies simply jus vanished away. met up with cheryl and mel and we jus spend the rest of our vday at ben &amp;amp; jerry indulging their snacks and of cos, their ice cream. was fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15/2 - a surprise by him&lt;br /&gt;meesua for lunch. and my fav nian gao by his mom. thanks auntie.&lt;br /&gt;off we go. lying to me that we will be crossing across the sea, doing some sea activities and etc.. i thought we will be gg to batam. my heart jus went down.. but.. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed a surprise. we did cross the sea, but by the bridge, we did do some water activites like jacuzzi. lols. we spent the night at Sentosa. - Siloso Beach Resort. stayed at roof garden suite. shiok :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun tann my zebra crossing arms immediately. but not very effective anw.&lt;br /&gt;our 1st itinery of e day will be images of singapore, followed by the merlion, the 4D cineblast and lastly the tiger sky tower. everything jus went according to what we planned. no cock  up at all. finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at Rasa Sentosa - Barnacles. Amazing seafood cuisine. back to room to have a couple glass of our Wolf Blass Riesling. thenafter, chill out at Cafe Del Mar. gosh. i definitely miss my Sangria. i love it lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a fruitful day by us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would like to actually thanks him for giving me such a enjoyable and memorable valentine day. life simply light up with him around. though sometimes i might be unreasonable, wildful and hurtful towards u, but seriously, i still and will treasure u alot. im not good in word but i hope, i ve expresses thru my actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. that is how i spend my long long valentine day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-1671043704313486345?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/1671043704313486345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=1671043704313486345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/1671043704313486345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/1671043704313486345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-back-to-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-6507276527322241198</id><published>2009-01-05T02:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T03:10:05.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its has been quite some time since i update my blog. some time?? am i using the right adjective?&lt;br /&gt;it shld be decades.. lol. no. aeon. oh. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ve the sudden urge to update my blog. was wondering if my blogger account has been terminated. well. if it has, im not able to update now. yipee to blogspot. m puzzle why so many ppl convert blogspot to livejournal. so great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new year. a new 2009. ahh. cant imagine whats will my life be in another 10years time. a loser? or a lady who is on her path to success? or a taitai? am i dreaming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a look back to 08. rather an unhappiness year for me. problems with friends, sch, family, financial, recession and till now, bcos of recession, i cant get a place in the hotel! they are freezing their employment. so stuck up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness? well, mr ah zek walks the journey together with me. be it bad or great moments, we spend it tgt. i ve obtained alot from his un-stoppable naggings. though its quite nuisance to me at times, but somehow, SOMETIMES, its quite sensible. without him, i dont think im able to visualize and try so many things.. thanks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xmas 08 was as usual. i spent it at cdans. hosting with madeline and those nice ppls. dint do much stuffs actually. basically, jus to ve fun with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new yr eve, was working  at temasek club. met quite a few ppl from the mindef. some are filthy rich. sucks. financial crisis, yet still spend like no body business. shld i be envy?&lt;br /&gt;straight aft, meet up with some long lost friends whu are my past lzbs and also ginas. hahaa. that was the past.  aft a yr past, changes and changes have occurred. distance between me and them have somehow drifted. its great that they are stil bonded together. seriously, i do miss the past - fooling around, cant-be-bothered shameless actions in the public, tanning along andrew road, chasing our target like one lunatic, even getting scolded, we will also be happy. and also, bowling session,cam-whoring session and lastly, gossipping sessions. lol. tts is our forte. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, met up with them. its fun still though.... anw, they celebrate sh's bday. lingered around town area, some tao huay and then off i go to meet my ah zek. newton circus w cheryl and mel. feasting again. was damn hungry. was e 1st time eating w cheryl at newton? aft 8yrs of friendship? lol. we started chit chatting when newton is packed with people. when we end our conversation, we realised newton has turned quiet. another place to chill? hahaha. can consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anticipating chinese new year. but sad to say, 1 of my family reunion dinner has been cancelled. hais. due to some reasons. as we - cousins grow older, chinese new year seem to be a normal day for us. during the past when grandma is still around, house will be pack with relatives. tts is what i wish that this year chinese new year atmosphere will be like. but its kinda impossbile. dreaming lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking driving license now. chiong ah. cant give up half way. motivation pls do not stop :) alright. tts all folk! gd nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-6507276527322241198?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/6507276527322241198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=6507276527322241198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/6507276527322241198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/6507276527322241198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-has-been-quite-some-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-3497375621325160459</id><published>2007-07-22T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T12:39:11.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aft a long while,  i finally decided to give a new post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life have been busy and not that great for the month of june and july. 1st, renovating of my hse. ve to move around to look for furnitures and meet up with the designers to discuss with them. well, my useless sister, only know how to sit around and laze and not give comment. the only thing she knows hw to says is "oh u make the decision loh. i anything one" wtf. she is also part of the family member lah. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. 2ndly. my restaurant attachment started! ve pass 3 weeks alr. this coming is the 4th week. 3 more weeks, we ve to shift to charcoal. jus getting use to the life of rosette and now, expect me to move to charcoal. i dun wan!! i was transfer from one grp to the other one. my current grp was fun:) esp the san ba celine. lol. and of cos. the gossipers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hse is almost done. having a hse warming on the 29th. well, the buffet catering, i also have to bao. sian lah. all they thought was "im the most free at home. so i ve to do." fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;ytd jus quarelled with my freaking ass sis and also my parents. why? i dunno how the hell they watch the tv. dunno what the press and the channel have a bit of problem. got problem also nv say. until my father realised it, he started to make a big fuss abt it. and i was awake by them. and in the end, i got the scolding. WTF!! really damn piss off.&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this few days life hasnt been great. really not that great. sometime, i jus feel like dying. isnt a great solution? all the troubles, pressures u ve inside u, will jus end at 1 moment.&lt;br /&gt;but if i do that, i may regret. i cant bear my parents to drop  tears for me. esp my father lah. thou everytime got problem, i will get the most scolding from him. but whenever i want something, he will get it for me. well, this is life, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people thot that they really understand me. but are they? no actually. they dun understand my life. what kind of lifestyle i ve. what am i doing all the time. and most imptly, what kind of a person i am. whenever i do somthing that dont compromise them, they might gossips? i may get the blame? they will be angry with me. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus hope someone will be there whu really understand me, will listen to my woes. but... tt person is busy. others? i dont think they will able to understand me as well as tt person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-3497375621325160459?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/3497375621325160459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=3497375621325160459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/3497375621325160459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/3497375621325160459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2007/07/aft-long-while-i-finally-decided-to.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-3943856423702566788</id><published>2007-06-12T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T02:18:20.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back from tioman!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a 3days 2nites trip with my classmates:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheng, jem, val, dan, tiefang and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before setting off to tioman, jem and sheng came and fetch me and dan to jem's hse to overnite.&lt;br /&gt;woo. we set off his place and meet up the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day1&lt;br /&gt;reach our resort. looked kinda run down. anw, we dint come to have a luxurious life. we are there to enjoy! so dint affected us anyway. paired our selve to a room. dan and i shared a room. aft lunch, sheng and i went to rent bikes. i meant MOTORBIKE!! rm15 per hr. we ride for 2hrs. tour the island. well, dan and val know hw to ride a bike as well alr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft riding, dan and i went for some canoeing. quite shiok. we targetted to canoe to the next island. but this ship disrupt us. the ppl up there requires our help to pick up the item they accidentally drop to the sea. the CONSIDERATE us went to help them. canoe to there and was quite tiring alr. so turned back to our island. our mission failed~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, day 1 is jus a normal day. dint ve much activities. all of us were tired and so we turned in soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day2&lt;br /&gt;woke up kinda early. at 825am. had mee goreng for brkfast and we set off to snorkel! the water is so damn clear at the island we went to. woo. snorkelling. swam and swam. from 9plus till 5pm. it was damn freaking tired. at our last part of snorkelling, i dint went down to join them. had a terrible stomachache. slpt instead. i slpt directly under the sun. and thus, i got sun burn!! ouch. its damn pain btw.&lt;br /&gt;went back, bathe and we had our bbq seafood dinner. wasnt that fantastic. but we were all hungry. so, dint hiam. went to play some darts and etc. scramble is damn boring!!&lt;br /&gt;i turned in early. tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day3&lt;br /&gt;all of us woke up kinda late. had lunch and we prepared to go back to singapore. ferry came late. thus we missed our bus ride. had to cab down to jb. rm45 per pax. bought 2dozen of dunkin dognuts and we went to city sqaure to ve kenny roger for dinner. isnt fantastic. food is cold. basically kinda suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to singapore custom. sheng, tiefang and i got stopped by the police. wth. thought what happen. actually is jus their routine check. scare the hell out of us. took a cab back tgt with dan. awww im so tired. tired. and tired. but went i got home, i saw my home. i miss the bed!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope to settle dwn soon. but i need some times. i jus hope during the "some" time, it wont reciprocal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-3943856423702566788?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/3943856423702566788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=3943856423702566788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/3943856423702566788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/3943856423702566788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-back-from-tioman-it-was-3days-2nites.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-4359757949613876441</id><published>2007-06-12T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T21:37:53.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after such a long time attempting to log in, i fnally successed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww. so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went setonsa ytd and got back this aftnn. was late again when meeting them. fun grp.&lt;br /&gt;dan, sheng, jem, val, tiefang, kwai, ester, dodo, hao, teresa. sarah. did i leave out anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a short sun tanning session tgt with ester with acc of teresa and dodo. i dint get tan!!&lt;br /&gt;played touch rugby. super long dint play. missed sec's life. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;survivor session start. (we are not suppose to spend a single cent in sentosa)&lt;br /&gt;bought canned food and etc and we cooked there! fun lah. thou is so damn cramp.&lt;br /&gt;anw, had our "dinner" session till midnite.&lt;br /&gt;we dint had our trekking thingy on. played daidee till 3am. and went to cafe del mar to chill.&lt;br /&gt;suck. this is where the SPOIL PART came.&lt;br /&gt;when i reached cafe del mar to gather tgt with them, daniel received a call from sarah.&lt;br /&gt;our bags got stolen!! fcuk sia. damn suay. anw, SARAH, OUR SAVIOUR. got back our stuffs from those faggots. lcuky lah. aww. sad lah. cant enjoy the time at cafe del mar. another time then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back immediately to find sarah and realised she is fine. poor girl lah. she was frightened by those faggots. -some commotions gg on and blah blah blah- all i can said is BULLSHITS lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite. slacked till morning. we dint had any slp! i mean dan, me, tiefang and sheng and don. chatting all e way. and we had daidee again. muhahaha. damn funnie. stupid dan gana karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played all the way till 8am (we only managed to stop when dan brk the curse) lol.&lt;br /&gt;had the traditional brkfast at KOUFU (goooddd foooddd) lols.&lt;br /&gt;missed the 1/2 boiled eggs, shio tea and roti. yummy.&lt;br /&gt;sheng got tempted and joined us for brkfast too. his kopi and damn powerful. boost up his mood.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to played luge. but suay lah. was raining heavily. and slacked and bullshit till 10 and we left sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;only managed to get home at 4pm. damn pissed off by bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. is done is done is donee soon!!! 70% done. i cant wait :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for the tioman trip!!! jet ski, wake boarding, para sking!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-4359757949613876441?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/4359757949613876441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=4359757949613876441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/4359757949613876441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/4359757949613876441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2007/06/after-such-long-time-attempting-to-log.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-8151168574640039336</id><published>2007-06-12T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T23:26:57.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back finally! liyan is back to blogging! hope i can blog regularly. i mean OFTEN.&lt;br /&gt;alrite. ending this semster. to be exact. is tmr! tmr will be my last paper. MIS. aww.&lt;br /&gt;seriously speaking, aft POC paper, i alr claim that i have alr ORD. sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, wasnt feeling great these few days.&lt;br /&gt;troubles troubles troubles.&lt;br /&gt;im so freaking tired, busy, pack with all kind of stuffs. oh yes. 1st of july, everything will be settled! im so excited abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, im in the emo state now. aint feeling great.&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-8151168574640039336?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/8151168574640039336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=8151168574640039336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/8151168574640039336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/8151168574640039336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-back-finally-liyan-is-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-1350344448084481002</id><published>2007-02-26T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T02:36:52.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awww. finally im blogging. was toooo freaking lazy lah. couples of stuffs to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;valentines' day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentines was great! on the 13th, received a bouquet of red roses. went on to harbourfront to enjoy that wonderful dinner. dining in the sky! yes skydining in cable car.  :) took some pics. but com fall sicked alr. cant be uploaded to it. ve to wait for the lappy. starter was  lobster bisque and also mango prawn salad. main course: tenderloin and salmon. and for dessert is tea with egg pudding? both of us got a complimentary gls of wine. guess how much this dinner cost? 258bucks! gosh. freaking ex lah. but was a wonderful experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to catch a movie but golden village close early. loitered around in vivo and we went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on valentines day itself, we ve to attend sch in the afternn and till 8pm! wth! anw, sheng gave me a bouquet of blue roses. oh man. i love blue roses. before he present me the flower, vincent tan took his flower and gave it to me. but i turned him down twice. LOL. sheng kneeled down and gave me that flower infront of the class. oh man. i was freaking damn embarrassed. [someone ve video it down]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, we were joking to one another lah. play play only. oh yar. aft turning down mr tan twice, i accepted his balloon on his 3rd attempt. hahaha. this is then call sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pathetic us, went to food court to eat instead of sakae buffet/ dinner. all restaurants were packed. except for food court. and so, had our dinner at foodcourt. i had dessert. everything dint went on with our plan. we dint head off to uncle ringo. dint went kbox either. wanted to catch movie. but was sian. sis spoilt my valentine day as well. kinda pek chey and so, binge myself with food. jio carol and kwai to botak jones to ve another dinner. steak, soup, chicken wings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chinese new year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;on eve, we had a reunion dinner at home. dint had steamboat. i was freaking pissed as im looking 4ward to the steamboat. to "pei zui" father bought me 2 crabs even thou the price of the crab on new year is rising. i love crab u see. esp black pepper. wonderful and sumptous dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went on to chinatown to shop shop. dint bought much stuffs. but we still eating alot while shopping-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunar day 1 - went to my maternal side for visiting. oh. i shall conclude. this time round, the amount of ang paos money really decrease alot! i mean ALOT!!! blame the economy lah. pls ve a change of "climate". joking and entertaining among ourselve while on the way to other relative hse. at nite, went to ang pao river to walk walk. had a bad stomach over there. went home, had a drinking session with mom and dad. drank red wine while discussing the layout of our new hse! im looking forward man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunar day 2 - visiting at paternal side. my 4th uncle and aunt cooked alot of food. till we ve to tabao some back home. my family dint. father went to malaysia. i was sian1/2. dint join my mother for later part of pai nian-ing. went town with chewy to catch a movie. she ask her friend - harry and i ask sheng along too. seems like a double date? nah! hahaha. watched NORBIT. was a freaking funny movie. catch it pls! aft that, went to join my maternal side to ve a karaoke session. was damn sian lah. those around my age cousins, either dint come or left alr. wth. i was left alone with my uncles, aunties, younger cousins. well, i entertained myself then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts all lah. dint ve much viisiting as compare to the past. gambled during cny. lost money lah. was freaking suay. i must ve a change of luck. i wan to be a rich tai tai. relax. nah. it will bored to death. i wan to a rich taitai and work anytime i like. without any burden. thats cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i proclaim - liyan is turning bankrupt! cant take taxi any more!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24/02&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went to sentosa for CTIS session. awww. it was raining the whole day. half of the time, was in the rain. sian lah. went home early. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25/02&lt;br /&gt;father birthday today! wanted to get him a cake, but bakery shops are closed. he dint want to go out and eat as he gona work. so  in the end, we had pizza again. - fortune feast.&lt;br /&gt;went to mrs tan hse to pai nian. played mahjong and blackjack. once again. i lost! awwwww. when can my luck change? i wondered...&lt;br /&gt;played till 12am and melvin drove me home. thanks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts all folk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-1350344448084481002?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/1350344448084481002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=1350344448084481002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/1350344448084481002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/1350344448084481002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2007/02/awww.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-5937101707069669708</id><published>2007-02-03T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T02:31:13.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im blogging again. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had practical lesson on wed.  learnt a couple of stuffs. had our dinner there. pasta. the food is like so, SO-SO. dint enjoy. so carol, kwai and i headed to pastamania aft lesson for 2nd round. it was alr 8plus. pia cab home bcos we are meeting the rest to go to MAMBO NITE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carol, angie and me reached zouk at around 12am. we "ta" 2jugs of vodka cranberry and vodka red bull dwn. woo. the red bull taste not bad. we started dancing and all. fun. alot of us were high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to prata shop at river valley. had our brkfast there. all of them agreed to attend. but out of 9, 5-6 dint went sch. LOL. crappiness. i dint go to sch as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up, wash up and i headed to my secondary sch. i missed there! i missed the canteen food esp. -the mee soto, the drumstick rice, the fried rice, the chicken rice, the vegetable rice, the roti john and also the toasted bread. woo. those are the food that i ate it for 4years! cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited some teachers. ve some small talks and update of each other;s doings.&lt;br /&gt;met jem for dinner at spagghedies. not bad. quite nice and filling. went to chiong 2nd round at tanjong pagar with colleagues. had chivas. woo. was not drunk. went for 3rd round at cosmo. hoegarden. btw, they fried chicken wings like there is no tmr. haha. cool lah. slpt at 6 in the morning. im gt to wake up at 8am to prepare to go sch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i was late. miss the 1st lesson. attend the respective lessons aft lunch. gambled during FOODs lesson. hahaa. cool teacher yea? let us gamble openly.&lt;br /&gt;well, lessons abit bored.&lt;br /&gt;zhetong, hao, sheng, fion, jessie and me had dinner at VILLAGE! miss that place. esp their CREPES! i simply loved it. esp the sauce. had sirloin steak as well. conclusion, the steak dint taste as good as the previous time. well, i guess is due to the crowd lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn. tired. gotta head off to bed. we are gg to MOS tmr! lets hope andrew liew and vincent tan will tagg along. will be fun then. hahaa. tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-5937101707069669708?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/5937101707069669708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=5937101707069669708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/5937101707069669708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/5937101707069669708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-8125974688878079284</id><published>2007-01-29T03:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T03:33:13.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kinda true!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get to know yourself better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/strong&gt;  You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/strong&gt;  You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/strong&gt;  You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/strong&gt;  Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your views on education:&lt;/strong&gt;  Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/strong&gt;  You have many goals and want to achieve as much as you can. The jobs you enjoy are those that let you burn off your considerable excess energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/strong&gt;  You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/strong&gt;  You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/strong&gt;  You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-8125974688878079284?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/8125974688878079284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=8125974688878079284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/8125974688878079284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/8125974688878079284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2007/01/kinda-true-get-to-know-yourself-better.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-3064208018948640366</id><published>2007-01-29T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T03:28:59.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feel like blogging out of the sudden. so blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww thinking of having to go sch tmr, makes me sick ah! i ve to wake up at 630 in the morning. the journey, the duration, the crowds, simply make me feels so SICK. argh. peserverance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, went to S.H.E concert on the 27th of jan. AWESOME. i simply loves them! of cos, esp selina. she is simply jus so sexy when she did her solo HOT dance. Hebe was cooled. her drum solo and those pattern. and Ella, she did her solo marching. cute. Fei Lun Hai and Stephanie Sun - VIPs of the day. its jus too coincidence lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, before the concert, had my dinner at oasis - taiwan porridge.&lt;br /&gt;in the past, i simply felt so sick of eating it when my grandpa asked to gather for dinner at there. but ytd, i jus have craving over it. i had 3bowls of porridge with their DELICIOUS gravy, 7types of dishes. its only 2 person eating ok. hahaha. ereally nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad to say, it is closing soon. during feb. No SignBoard Restaurant is taking over it.  hais. quite upset over it. afterall, the restaurant is related to me somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with the peeps at clarke quay. - geographer aka thai club. omg. the guy is really damn cool lah. i simply get so high when he sang that particular song. most of us get high. we had martell for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall visit clarke quay soon. i want to go to clinic! it so awesome u sick. a theme pub. wanted to bring my parents there to chill but father got to work alr. awww. sadded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais. these few days kinda troubled. i guessed those matters kinda led me to the binge-ing illness. wtf. i felt heavier and fatter these few days. alrite. start of a new week, new lifestyle. detox period!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-3064208018948640366?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/3064208018948640366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=3064208018948640366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/3064208018948640366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/3064208018948640366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2007/01/feel-like-blogging-out-of-sudden.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-1843474546204446315</id><published>2007-01-18T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T04:15:29.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what time isit right now? its 4am!! and im blogging rite now! im having sch at 10am tmr. i gotta wake up 2 hrs before to prepare. shit. im gg to ve lack of slp. prepare to see me slpping in class AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite. am watching devil wears prada right now while blogging. d/l the movie for a long time but i still haven watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch ends at 5plus which it suppose to ends at 8. baljit is funnie again. oh yeah! its baljit class. hahha. we actually know another vulgarity! its the no.2 finger. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my arm is aching. due to those practises of carrying a tray with 8 dinner plates and 8 side plates. its over 10 over kg. im proud to say that i can carry that and walk away with that tray. we have to pass by carrying 6 plates and 6 sides to pass that part. cool. nxt lesson gona teach us how to fold napkins. woo. but quite sad. we gona split up. hope i could end up in baljit grp. i love baljit teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling rather moody aft sch end. hais. why did it end up this way? i prefer the past. the past = the times before these semster starts. we seem to be become strangers =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposingly to go causeway with kwai and carol. but due to my moody mood, feels like induglging myself with ice cream. when on the way to station, junhao requested to go swesen. of cos, w/o any hesistation, i agreed. had topless 5. cant finish it even thou didnt have anything for the day except for a few mouth of cold trio cut subway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar. suddenly think of writing this. this afternn, i cab to sch. wth. i met this EXPERIENCED driver. give me a freaking hell out of it. he drives as if he is playing daytona. from gear 2, he could immediately jump to gear 4. and when turning, he went neutral instead of gg a high gear. and immediately, he go straight to gear 4 when he accelerates. there is still more. sucks. he even went 1 big round to go to marymount rd. waste that extra 1buck. it makes a diff ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite. gg to watch my devil wears prada. guess i will fall alsp while halfway watching thru. shall continue tmr if that really happens. tmr gotta wrk. dread!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-1843474546204446315?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/1843474546204446315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=1843474546204446315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/1843474546204446315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/1843474546204446315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2007/01/guess-what-time-isit-right-now-its-4am.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-116888448147095602</id><published>2007-01-16T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T02:08:01.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hadnt been feeling very well lately. hais. sickness around others, and me as well. thou i dont feel well, i have to make it a must to go sch. if not, ppl will have e thought that im fake sick and not attend sch. wth. i really hate it. and when im in sch, they encourage me to go home. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this whole morning is worst. my gastric combo came. i dint have any brkfast but i vomited. i had my lunch at pasta mania. but i vomited again. i lost my appeitite thruout the day. im hungry. but i feel bloated. is damn unbearable. maybe this can explain what happen to my mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus felt changes in ppl. im so not use to it. seriously i mean! giving a cold shoulder is SO not a nice thing. but what can i do? feeling weird. i still prefer the old one. &lt;br /&gt;thought i will enjoy the new semster, with e new module which is abt food and service and etc. but i was wrong. i enjoyed some parts of the lesson. esp baljit class. bt i dont enjoy some of the companys' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. i just feel like venting my anger out. my whole self is fill with all those stupid stuffs.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-116888448147095602?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/116888448147095602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=116888448147095602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116888448147095602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116888448147095602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2007/01/hadnt-been-feeling-very-well-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-116819876827583232</id><published>2007-01-08T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T05:42:42.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awww. theres goes my skin. i lost my skin. i mean my BLOGSKIN. argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, ytd woke up at 5pm! assits my father to tidy up the store room. gosh. threw away alot of freaking weird stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with jeremy at grapevine at upper serangoon. at around 830pm. quite a not bad ambience. but abit werid w that kind of furnitures. dun suit. alrite. we had mussels with chilli and garlic, ribeye steak, chicken thigh, brownie w 2 scoops of vanilla i/cream and 2 mango smoothies. hmmm suddup. alrite. i dint eat for the whole day. off we cab to vivocity. we had tutu cake from food republic. bought the cheese fries and 2 drinks from carls jr to wait for our movie to start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are watching BLOOD DIAMOND @ 1150pm - GOLD CLASS THEATRE!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each tix worth 30bucks. seriously, kinda worth it. the toilet, woo. it is so luxurious when i 1st sat on the sofa cum BED. i almost fall aslp while watching. it is not the movie is boring but its jus too comfortable. i jus dun feel like getting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie is around 2 &amp; 1/2hrs. of cos, i did went to the toilet. :) the movie is touching. i cried during the last part where leonardo died. aww. why mus he always died? this occurs in titanic. wth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, headed home w him to take his father car. off we go to river valley to ve supper. ordered a white fungus dessert, d/f mango prawn, chicken feet, black pepper youtiao, bolognaise w cheese thick toast. i ordered a mango fizzy drink. taste sucks. alrite. tabao a baked marcononi w ham, luncheon and hotdog for bro. but what? he fall aslp!! i had to finish it up for him! calories are pilling up! top of the peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. slpt at around 8am i think. woke up at around 2plus and went to vivo city w my family. &lt;br /&gt;wah. b2, there is alot of bites! gosh. i was tempted by the candy empire. lots of choc!! those rare one. wanted to buy the irish cream choc. but u know. i ve been eating alot. u see. wth!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner there. - the terra cafe. had a set meal. it includes spinach soup, marinara aglio olio and a dessert. i also ordered a gls of strawberry and kiwi smoothies. yummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tour around in giant. got soem stuffs for myself. reach home, its alr 11pm. so tired. but i cant slp. but i ve sch the nxt day. alrite. all the way till 5plus am, i fall aslp. i woke up late. thanks to mom. if not for her, i gona miss my 1st day of sch. wth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day of sch was alrite. no lesson except for the steven tam lesson. watching videos. i fall aslp in sch again. damn tired. supposingly to ve a movie session with junhao. but due to my tireness and his considerate-ness, he cancelled off the movie session. thanks :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-116819876827583232?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/116819876827583232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=116819876827583232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116819876827583232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116819876827583232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2007/01/awww.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-116777094379681961</id><published>2007-01-03T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T04:49:03.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: March 19&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't just believe in love at first site - you've experienced it.&lt;br /&gt;You develop crushes pretty easily, but keeping your interest is another matter!&lt;br /&gt;You are very prone to love - hate relationships.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-116777094379681961?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/116777094379681961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=116777094379681961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116777094379681961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116777094379681961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2007/01/your-birthdate-march-19-you-dont-just.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-116768484459280771</id><published>2007-01-02T04:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T04:54:04.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>start of 2007!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this year, i celebrated 2007 at my wkrplace while working. everyone was anticipating for the hour hand to strike 12. we were all equipped with our PROPS. - the fire sparkler, the crazy ribbon, the whistle, the poppers. thanks to kenny for getting the staffs those props. oh well, of cos we did nt neglect the customers as well. the 1st 200guests will get a party set door gift as well. was really fun but tiring lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole place was messed up aft celebrating. we got to clean up and all. cosmo closed. the closing staffs tgt w kenny and nicole stayed and we continue celebrating by opening a bottle of tequila, and jim beam. before that, i had a glass of blue lagoon(cocktail) and a gls of hoegarden(beer) as well as a gls of duval leroy(champagne) all the combo for ytd. i had around 5 tequila nint and 1 tequila pop and also a few sip of bourbon coke. was drunk of cos. i dint even know how i get home. of cos thanks to my father. he came to my rescue. well, thanks to kenny as well. help me up to the car. really seh. my father had a difficult time waking me up when we reach. he even call for my mom's help. lol. disgraceful man. reach home, i started crying and vomitting. well, i did not know what im was doing. hangover till this evening. really shagged like hell. my gastric is hurt! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww. gona slp. its 452am now. yawn yawn yawn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-116768484459280771?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/116768484459280771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=116768484459280771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116768484459280771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116768484459280771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2007/01/start-of-2007-well-this-year-i.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-116768423534666903</id><published>2007-01-02T04:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T04:43:55.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time to blog! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i caught deathnote 2 and the curse of the golden flower in a day. shiok. supposingly, night at the museum as well. but i cant make it on time to watch that movie with junhao. overslpt. haha. anw, we had our dinner at pasta cafe. my treat for him alrite. 55bucks. but i dunt think is worth as my pasta isnt that FANTASTY. after deathnote 2 w him, met up w andus and raymond. to continue my movie marathon. gosh. the actresses's boobs are really huge lah. *perverts, i do encourage u to watch it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite. had a meetup w chery;, gerald, ah hao and winnie. i was late when meeting them. (when have i been early before?) lol. dint had my brkfast and lunch as i was saving for the later day - KUSHIN-BO BUFFET! hahahaa. but my stomach kept pestering me to get her a calamari from chippy. alrite. so i make my way there to get it and meet up w them. played pool and rot. 530 sharp, we are in to the restaurant. well, my eating mood gana spoilt by my stomach. i had a bad tummy. - weak stomach. alrite. barbaric eating started! we hunt for the expensive food of cos. the HUGE CRAB, the scallop, the prawn, the mini lobster. their tempura items are nice! thumb up. i dont really enjoy the dessert part as it is quite limited. ok. 45.95bucks gone. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with jem and we headed to river valley. [tong shui cafe] to had dim sum. we ordered soup, some snacks and drinks. i treated him as well as he treat me the previous time for the buffet feeast. well, sheng was right. i spend all my money on FOOD! wth. &lt;br /&gt;Jem, then send me home. was kinda suay. there is a road block and he do not have any license!! was nervous and so he pull over at the side of the road. [it gains the police's attention] as we tried to drive pass them, we were ask to pull over to the side. jem was freak out lah. so do i. bt i realised that he is kinda pro in telling lies. gosh man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks god. the police let us off after some statements and all. woo. lucky man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-116768423534666903?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/116768423534666903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=116768423534666903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116768423534666903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116768423534666903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2007/01/time-to-blog-i-caught-deathnote-2-and.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-116664651042107862</id><published>2006-12-21T04:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T04:28:30.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back!! i'd end my exam alr. im having hols now. awww. 2 weeks more, gona starts sch again. so sick of it. i haven had enough fun! alrite. basically nth much happen. jus work? NAH. of cos not. my life is nt that boring ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. on dunno which nite, i think thurs. i failed my RTT. and now, i have to retake my theory trial and then take my riding theory. waste of time. waste of money. sick. ok. went back to pw. rot there till 1? jem, sheng and i met up and we head to balestier for BAK KUH TEH! haha. sheng was freaking hungry and so we head off to thomson to had ROTI PRATA. gosh. i tried sheng's BOMB Prata. it was nice! he had his ice cream prata too. doesnt look appetizing to me lah. head home and died. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sat, we met up again in the evening. for what? of cos is eating!! we ve been eating non stop rite? fatty period. worst. guess what we are eating? BUFFET!! AT ORCHARD HOTEL. sheng and i started off 1st w/o jem. he was late. (as usual) lol. we had 1 round of maincourse. i love their OYSTERs, their COD FISH, their HAINANESE CHICKEN. yummy. had bbq food as well. den here comes our dessert! wah. FONDUE, CHEESECAKE AND THEIR SIGNATURE MANGO CAKE! stop drooling ppl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon, i met up w cheryl! we went shopping. but before that, we had our lunch at taka lib. and here we set off and shop! shopped whole day till siao. from wisma to fareast and to bugis and to marina square. jem came and fetch me and we headed to sheng;s place. off we send him to DUBAI. he is freaking excited abt his trip. then later, we head home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues, worked and worked and worked. but shiok. rained whole afternn. i only managed to serve 1 customer and make less than 20cups of drink. lol. shiok rite? headed down to amkss. my juniors are having farewell. ok. relatively fun. esp the sec 2s and 3s performance. i cant understand the sec1 performance. hee. played treasure hunt. quite fun thou. chatted w cheryl and the sec 1 and also ms lee. fallen aslp at 4plus. and i ve to woke up at 7am to leave sch alr. i miss my bed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed, its wed! guess whose big day is it? of cos is the TANs! MR TAN WAH KIAT and MS TAN ANN NIE finally had their chinese wedding dinner! we are invited. (cheryl, melvin, eric, rebecca, laypeng, catherine, shaoxun and 1 more girl) quite fun. we sabotage mr tan when we are abt to take a grp photo. he suppose to shout "ann nie i love u" very loudly. well he passed! and he said it in several languages. hahah. damn sporty lah. &lt;br /&gt;alrite. had our dinner. not really that fantastic i shall say. i hate that dessert as i dread drinking peanut soup! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok reach home at around 12am. and rigth now, im blogging! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall stop here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. kaixuan pls tag and say: "u ve read my blog" LOL. nites :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-116664651042107862?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/116664651042107862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=116664651042107862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116664651042107862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116664651042107862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-back-id-end-my-exam-alr.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-116454016808964944</id><published>2006-11-26T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T19:22:48.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally im back to blog. purely bcos of laziness? maybe lah. anw, good news to share! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pass my pract 1!! now im heading on to prac 2. 6 more pracs to go. and i can go booom booom. next lesson will be on wed.woohooo. this coming lesson will allows me to learn turning at corner and all. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had scavanger hunt ytd. met the class at city hall mrt at 9am. we started our hunt at around 10am. my grp consist of kwai, tiefang, yajin, don and shang pei. we went around the 14places by our LEGS alrite. we only took 1 bus trip during the hunt. that hunt really make me burn alot! we ran, we walked, we climbed barrier! hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. went to xin wang cafe w kwai, carol and june. shared a pasta and some snacks. got myself a genezia ice cream. SINFUL. but is low fat. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met hao, sheng and jess for movie. i cant believe i watched happy feet! i always think that watching anime is a waste of money lah. but in the end, i still watch it! oh well. rather hilarious. hao gave me that happy feet mascot. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, family day!!! supposed to have lunch w my family at my wrkplace. but father was lazy to go there lah. change our location. we went to the fortunATE restaurant to ve our dim sum feast!! yummy yummmy. spend a total of 130+ aft 30% discount. rather cheap. we ate alot. 51 items. LOL. their fried durian is nice! i dint get to order my coffee spare ribs :( they ran out of it alr. so sad. father went to bought the speciality curry puffs. black pepper is the nicest! well, we all are big eater. gosh. today is such a fatty day!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we are happy :) slrite. pms EXAM tmr. die. im so scared of it.! tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-116454016808964944?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/116454016808964944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=116454016808964944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116454016808964944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116454016808964944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/11/finally-im-back-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-116343838088225517</id><published>2006-11-14T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:19:40.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had my 2nd practical lesson this morning! thanks to kwai. i will be late if she dint called me. 7 missed calls from her. lols. ok, able to rush there in time to change into our gears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoh. today was fun! i went out to the outer circuit alr! bigger round. but stressful. cos there will be pedestrians, cars, and other motors around the road. 1st round was quite excited. anw, instructor left us aft 1 round and more. gosh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was having my 3rd round, i actually fall on the road. there were cars behind me. all waiting for me to pull that super duper heavy motor up. i dont have the strength to lift it up man. lucky my instructor came to my rescue :) damn sia suay lah. my leg got a big blue black. and it swell as well :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; alrite. went home to bathe. stinko leh. i fall aslp while waiting for my hair to dry! thanks to mom waking me up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, afterall, i still cab down to sch. was raining damn heavily. 12bucks flew away! lesson was arlite. woo. i actually pay 98% attention during PM lesson. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at KFC. well, intended not to have dinner. felt that i ve grew fat. but i dint had a proper lunch. i jus had a pc of papaya and a slice of cuttlefish. im hungry. haha. so went dinner with kwai, hao, teresa, esther and dodo. train home. esther is funny. she got a real BIG reaction everytime something 'shocking' appen? her reaction is jus so hilarious! hahaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played burn out with bro jus now. freako. he crashed more cars than me. sucks. i gona beat him till death aft my practice. tata. gona have sch tmr again. and i will be off to work! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais. raymond left. bored bored bored. liyan jiayou!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-116343838088225517?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/116343838088225517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=116343838088225517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116343838088225517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116343838088225517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/11/had-my-2nd-practical-lesson-this.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-116330115586814331</id><published>2006-11-12T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T11:12:35.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the word "whatever" is a household word by now . all of u may have heard it from the show "i not stupid 2". &lt;br /&gt;so what exactly is the meaning of this word and in which circumstances should it be used in? &lt;br /&gt;this is my topic of discussion for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the word "whatever" is used by many ppl. &lt;br /&gt;it gets very irritating when used in excess. &lt;br /&gt;and it gets on my nerves how ppl can use this word and think that they are so damn cool just becuz they said it. &lt;br /&gt;hahaha, cant take it anymore. actually in the past , &lt;br /&gt;only those angmohpai girls use it , they go something like " oh , i'm like whatever cans." &lt;br /&gt;then now even the ahlians are using the word , they sound something like this "aiya whatever lah".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i never thought i'll be seeing this day whereby the ahlians and angmohpai girls agree on something. lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so actually in my opinion , &lt;br /&gt;the word " whatever " is used only when the user has nothing better or nothing else to say anymore and uses the word. &lt;br /&gt;same goes for the word " lol ". &lt;br /&gt;sometimes when i use the word "lol" it doesnt really mean that im laughing out loud , &lt;br /&gt;its jus that i haf nothing better to answer u or say. hahaha. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who cares and who bothers? and the word "whatever" is a very offensive and rude word. &lt;br /&gt;becuz if u use the word u mus sound like ur very annoyed or very bored with something or someone.&lt;br /&gt; u cant use it in a very excited tone or an anxious tone becuz it will jus sound NOT right. &lt;br /&gt;jus try doing that now and u will noe wat i mean. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people even say the word so naturally and so very very boredly becuz its their natural flair. &lt;br /&gt;they can jus say the word with ease and look like they are trained proffesionals to only say this word. &lt;br /&gt;haha serious! i have seen some girls going like " argh whatever" and they make their face look screwed up to the max&lt;br /&gt; and they really can inject the sian and irritated feeling into u even if ur very happy. lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in conclusion , whats the morale of the discussion? &lt;br /&gt;that is to train saying the word whatever until u can piss and annoy everyone around u :) OH IM LIKE WHATEVER CANS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-116330115586814331?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/116330115586814331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=116330115586814331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116330115586814331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116330115586814331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/11/word-whatever-is-household-word-by-now.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-116322423676507017</id><published>2006-11-11T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T13:50:36.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a fun, dirty and wet dirty night ytd. we were celebrating jen's belated birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dint attend pms. was freaking tired. the day before, we were doing a spring cleaning outside the floor. had an open talk with firdaus while drinking our 'full of mixtures' cocktails. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with kwai and carol at noon in town. oh. they were like an hr late? anw, im able to entertain myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had pepper lunch. - salmon pepper rice. yummy :)hao and sheng came. we rot at food republic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw a bunch of irritating, annoying and freaking students on the train. they are down syndrome. but they looked normal. they could even scold vuglarities and stared at us as well. was turned off. shifted to another seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the celebration was held at esther's condo. - function room. ok. had our mini buffet 1st. well. abit awkward lah. kinda bored at 1st. something happen too tt upset a couple of us.  hope it wont happen again. soon, it resumed back to normal. started playing water bombs. lol. my 1st attack is from CHIAM JUN HAO. wth. was fun. but received complaints from resident. damn no freedom lah. oh yar. theresa was e 1st one to be push down to the pool. somemore is by the 'cripple' kwai. everyone started playing then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite. cutting cake when fion arrived. everyone started playing with the cake. gosh. e function was messed up by us. bt, u think we care? we continued playing of cos. hahaha. we cleared up the room in the end lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while gg back to esther's place to take our stuffs, DON was thrown down by the guys. how can he go back so dry? eh. he is touch alrite. the guys got problem carrying him down. oh ya, SARAH LEE also damn power. we had a hard time dragging her down the water as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cab home. awww. tired. slpt awhile later after bathing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, its raining cats and dogs outside. mymother abandon me alone in the house. so bored. i cant go out to buy lunch. maggie mee again??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-116322423676507017?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/116322423676507017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=116322423676507017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116322423676507017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116322423676507017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/11/had-fun-dirty-and-wet-dirty-night-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-116304434954014745</id><published>2006-11-09T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T11:52:29.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>having poa lesson right now. but damn fucking bored lah. run e lesson. wanted to run out of sch. but i guess my attendance will not be mark. wtf! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decide to zhao class and zhao to library to use the facilities. i paid e fee to use the facilities only? so damn not worthwhile. hais. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read today horoscope. is so freaking damn not true! say what - studey and work will be damn smooth today. what freaking crap? make me "happy" for nth. i failed my front office. my whole mood is ruined. sian. think i ve to take the referral paper. its expensive btw. i guess i have to fork out money to pay it alr. sucks. aiya. argh. no mood now. &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/6760853-116304434954014745?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/116304434954014745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=116304434954014745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116304434954014745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116304434954014745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/11/having-poa-lesson-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-116299442373466722</id><published>2006-11-08T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T22:00:23.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh no. dint blog for a week plus ? heck lah! hahaa. alrite. my knee had recovered! &lt;br /&gt;been rather busy or so. well, do u know why? im taking my bike license now!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a hard time persuading my parents to allow me to take a bike license. basically, is for my transportation to sch. i had to squeeze w the crowd everytime on the train. irritating rite? and now, bike compare to cars, bikes is alot more cheaper too! the insurance, the petrol, the parking fee and etc. so no point getting a car license now. took bike instead :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, i passed my theory trial test (TTT) NOW, im waiting for 27th nov to take my Riding Theory Test (RTT) so that i can get my Provisional Driving License (PDL) to ride on the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while taking my theory exam, im attending practical lesson now! ytd was my 1st time riding on a bike!!! is so freaking heavy!! well, i hurt myself while getting onto the bike. my lip got cut and bleed :( well, no pain no gain! haha. anyway, was fun. learnt the 7 correct posture, the biting point, gear 1 to 2, brake. sad to say, i failed my lesson 1! expected lah. im retaking on mon again! hope i pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos, im not taking the bike license alone. im taking it tgt with kwai at SSDC. she got burnt by the exhaust pipe on her leg ytd. her leg is swelling now! hope she is fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so looking forward to next mon. long way to go lah. supposingly is tmr. but is fully booked. hope i dun forget those steps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the freaking day. PM spoil my day! all bcos of * argh. forgetit. wasnt in a very good mood today lah. well. i guess i know e reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-116299442373466722?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/116299442373466722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=116299442373466722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116299442373466722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116299442373466722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-no.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-116239158574529760</id><published>2006-11-01T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:33:05.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY KNEE IS SWOLLEN FOR NOTHING!! i just realised it when i tried to squat down. what happen???!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accounting is killing me larh!! whatever liabities, income shit. ahhh!! my head gona burst! tmr gona have poa test alr. diediedie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have my property maintainece test today. dint really study it till this morning. im forever last min. forever proscratinating. ahh. how can this bad habit be kick away?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch was alrite toaday. lotsa craps. ve psp lesson instead of poa lesson. kwai and me race. i kept losing lah!! hahaha. on the wayto west mall, we were like some patients from IMH. anw, was damn fun lah. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to swesen. wanted to go for the 1 for 1 ice cream. but promotion ends ytd!! argh. anw, we still go ahead w it. i had mango madness! yummy! ok. headed to burger king to revise our poa. olivia definitely makes a great tutor man! great patience! ok. at least i have some knowledge in my brain. but i guess it cock up when i receive the question paper.! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, shall die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my knee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-116239158574529760?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/116239158574529760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=116239158574529760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116239158574529760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116239158574529760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-knee-is-swollen-for-nothing-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-116222158757914760</id><published>2006-10-30T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T23:19:47.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we woke up late! kwai sheng and me woke up at 630am. we supposed to meet them at 715am at compassvale. ahah. anw, we managed to reach there. still can buy breakfast loh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cab to changi village, boat to pulau ubin. managed to cut the rate of the bike from 8bucks to 6bucks for the ENTIRE DAY loh. damn freaking cheap. anw, cycled till butt damn ache. rocky roads. unfamilliar route. steepy slope. shioky down slope. woohoo. anw, daniel and faustine had a bad fall. kwai too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, halfway thru, we seperated. kwai, hao, dodo, jessie, olivia and me managed to reach the jetty 1st. the rest like sheng, june, daniel, faustine and etc were lost in the 'jungle?' well. they managed to get out lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hao, kwai and me wanted to go and explore and cycle those mudding route.. but sheng was tired lar. so in the end, cancelled it. ended up nuaing at the muslim shop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went changi to eat. oh man. the changi nasi lemak. the queue is so freaking long. kwai and me queue for around 1/2 an hr loh. seriously, i dont really find it special lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cab back. wah. suay again. no cab wana pick us up! hao, jessie, jem, apple and cindy suppose to meet at 4pm at hao's place. but it was alr 3 and we haven got onto a cab!! rush home and bathe and rush out. project till arnd 11+pm. have lotsa funs and NGs lar. enjoyable project. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tracy's chalet. alrite. i was alone in the chalet till 3am. they went out. i dint tag along. so thats why. father was kind. came all e way to pasir ris to pick me up. :) he FINALLY agreed to let me get a bike license! woohoo!! boom booomm with kwai :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. sunday. our grp supposed to meet at 2pm at plaza sing. but all of us woke up late. esp me? i woke up at 2pm. lol. took an hr to prepare. reach there around 415. fugging late lar. anw, we were shopping at daiso for the prizes. den aft, did some videos editing at BK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hao and me went on to watch death note at 7pm. was hungry then. got some food. he waited 15mins for me outside the theatre lar. well. i queue for around 15mins for the food lar. lol. anw, movie ve yet started when we entered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show lasted for 2 and 1/2 hr. oh well. junhao and me were entertaining ourselves during the show lar. no wonder ppl said the movie was funny. now, i knew why. lol.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh hoo. MONDAY! monday blue! but no, mine is monday yellow! haha lame. &lt;br /&gt;met the grp at bt batok mac at 10.30am. as usual, i overslpt and was late by 15mins lar. im a super late queen ok. did the final run thru. everything went smoothly lar. eng lesson finally started. everything went quite smoothly until the part when we tried to play the movie. gosh! it cant be play on the screen. we were like so damn freaking shit lar. our 2 days efforts. but luckily, thanks to olivia, and tie fang, helpful chaps. volunteered themselves and help us with it. with junhao's goddess hand, he somehow push the cable and it can finally be played on the projector! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrritee.. the movie was hilarious lar. our efforts have been paid off. heee. love it lots. love the grp members lot as well. damn fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. gg to bathe! update when free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-116222158757914760?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/116222158757914760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=116222158757914760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116222158757914760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116222158757914760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/10/we-woke-up-late-kwai-sheng-and-me-woke.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-116196885407206079</id><published>2006-10-28T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T01:07:34.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh currently at kwai's place. see the time now? oh yeah. staying over at her place. ha. anw, work today. oh well. sucks as usual. bored. thou quite slacking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went hm. mom cooked my favourite duck porridge. yummy. miss it lots. hahaha. sis, my atm machine again. lucky shes' around. cab dwn to chomp chomp and meet kwai and sheng. we were late. kwai waited for like 1hr? lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ordered lotsa food. lemmi list it out. dont drool!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6pcs chee kuey&lt;br /&gt;15sticks chicks satay&lt;br /&gt;1 reg MEAT LOVERS pizza,&lt;br /&gt;1 create urself penne cream pasta&lt;br /&gt;1 stingray&lt;br /&gt;1 you tiao w fish in it&lt;br /&gt;1 FCUKING BIG SUGAR CANE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots? hahaha. we enjoyed eating yea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr gg ubin. aft that ve to go back home adn meet up with my grp gang to continue our proj. hais. ve to cancel my stuffs. suppose to meet up w them. anw, will try to make it there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing ps2 now. rrrrriiidddge racerrr freaks. ok. tts all. i miss my lenses!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-116196885407206079?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/116196885407206079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=116196885407206079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116196885407206079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116196885407206079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/10/oh-currently-at-kwais-place.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-116145027048591076</id><published>2006-10-22T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T01:04:30.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awww. 2 week gona pass soon. my eyes have yet to recover. so long! what worst is i have to wait for a month then i can wear back my contact lenses. argh. such a nerd when wearing a specs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my drops are causing my face to have rashes =( hope it recovers soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proj proj and proj. true colours are coming out. complaints are everywhere. politics? probably. the older u grow, the harder u will find your very true, true friend. where is mine? i miss my secondary school days definitely. anw, sch isnt that bad lar. was fun with all of the craps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. worked yesterday. gosh. im running the station alone? nvm. forget it. exercise for me. dreadful time finally passed. headed to cine to play pool with elicia, mich, alvin and andus. raymond joined us aft that. headed to xin wang hong kong cafe tgt with andus and raymond. personal meeting. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. nxt week schedule was alrite. 22hrs for that week? not too bad. money money. i in need of money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiss. back to my emo-tic atmosphere. how i wish time could travel back. those times i hang around with them. it seems that i dont really care. but frankly, i do care and treasure those times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i conclude, everything change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-116145027048591076?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/116145027048591076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=116145027048591076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116145027048591076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116145027048591076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/10/awww.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-116110661254878965</id><published>2006-10-18T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T01:36:52.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been a week!! my eyes have yet to be recover. i miss my contact lenses badly. wearing glasses whnever i go seem like a burden for my face. eg. when i drink or eat something, my glasses' lens turned foggy. when i alight e bus, it will turn foggy as well. wth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. taken care of my eyes conscieously. been putting eyes drops regularly. well, occasionally, i will miss putting 1 or 2 drops at certain timing. 1 reason - overslpt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day was pathetic. 2 drops for every hour. &lt;br /&gt;2nd visits for my check up, 2 drops every 3 hours. &lt;br /&gt;3rd visits for my check up, 4 drops a day, a drop every 3 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the 3rd and 4th day, one of the drops made my eyes felt damn miserable. as if theres a needle peircing into it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, 4th visits for my check up, i can discard those eye drop. but was given new eye drop. total 2 drops. every hr a drop. awwww. miserable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.anw, enuff of those drops. sat aft my check up, went to meet cheryl and gerald at city hall. brought my bro along. have LJS. forced boy to eat. lols. my rubbish dumb. headed to play bowling. hilarious. suaning one another. deteoriate. practise more! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl and i went on to shop. meanwhile, the guys went to shop on their own. hahah. topshop, zara and etc. i wan to get that tube top!! anw, zara rocks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to bugis around evening. before that, they were dragged by me to marketplace to get my calamari! hahahaa. i miss it damn lots lar. well, we continued to shop in bugis village! gt tops for myself. cheap! been long since i shopped. i misss shopping w cheryl aka ah gong :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopped till 8plus i guess. went to kfc and dine. dint eat. was sick of those chix. &lt;br /&gt;got our a bubble tea each. bugis junction sweet talk - green tea &amp; red tea flavour drinks rocks like hell. damn fcuking NICE. i mean 'NICE' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to national lib and chilled at a corner there. talked nonsense. hahha. well, simply enjoyed lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy and i then headed to dad's shop. nua there till 4am? and we headed to balestier famous BAK KUH TEH! yummy. tabao back for mom too. gosh. eating non stop rite? enjoy lar!  ok. long post i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gona turn in soon. sch start 845am. gona wake up at 6??i doubt i can wake up at 6 SHARP. im off to play XBOX! tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-116110661254878965?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/116110661254878965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=116110661254878965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116110661254878965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116110661254878965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/10/been-week-my-eyes-have-yet-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-116067986675588677</id><published>2006-10-13T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T03:04:26.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was admitted to tan tock seng today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ve my my worst eyes infection out of this 18years. i totally cant open my left eyes. i thought i gona be blind soon. each time i tried opening, it kept tearing. anw, headed  back to slp. at that moment, i jus dont wan to open my eyes. e pain is killing me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for my mom to be back. waited all e way till 3pm. she finally den brought my to my family doc to check my eyes. i was immediately asked to go to A&amp;E at ttsh. waited for 2hrs! finally i get to check my eyes. e pain is jus so unbearable. doc took an eye test for me and den started to examine my eyes. indeed. got infection from my contact lens. theres a ulcer in my eyes. i was told to be lucky. it was at e side. not in the center. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, she uses a needle to scrub off e 'germs' in my eyes. for 5TIMES! needle loh. wth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had 4days of mc. but i have to go back to ttsh everyday for daily check up. awww. what worst is, i ve to put eye drop for every hr. i think i dont have to slp. i ve 3btl of eyes drop to put. a tube of cream to put once every nite. how long will it last?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom forbid me to wear lenses again. i will not agree. i cant wear specs. so extra.  well, of cos, i gona wait till my eyes fully recover then im back to my contact lens. this time round, im nt gona wear it for too long.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its scary..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-116067986675588677?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/116067986675588677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=116067986675588677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116067986675588677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116067986675588677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/10/was-admitted-to-tan-tock-seng-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-116036297501379991</id><published>2006-10-09T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T02:48:00.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pon sch on thurs. woo. only attend 1 day of sch out of 4days. lols. &lt;br /&gt;anw, met up w the grp to discuss project. loitered aimlessly. &lt;br /&gt;met up with kwai and sheng and have pepper lunch for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;watched world trade center. nice show. but abit draggy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok met up w raymond and gang at prata hse. crispy prata!&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 2plus. aww tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri no sch. so work. bitch not around :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat, met up with ivan and ben. but in the end, jus ivan alone. ben was late as usual. anw, head up to far east. fareat! my chippy! got myself my all time favourite - calamari. then also my 1st time trying - beer batter fish. &lt;-- still alrite lar. &lt;br /&gt;ok, shopped tgt with ivan. at 6, met up with jeremy to study. had pastamania and alot of junks for our dinner. hahaha. ohya, ve subway for my supper. out of this 18year of my life, i finally had my 1st subway. the club sandwhich. :) thanks jem! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday work. totally turned off.!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*update late. save it in my draft. forgotten to post it =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-116036297501379991?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/116036297501379991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=116036297501379991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116036297501379991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/116036297501379991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/10/pon-sch-on-thurs.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115989254323459855</id><published>2006-10-04T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T00:22:23.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life seems to have a DRASTIC CHANGE. everything around me seems to change. or have i change? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unable to describle those feelings i have inside my heart now. im confuse. freaking confused. simply shuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;absent from sch for 2 days. ytd and today. ve difficulty in breathing. probably due to e haze? asthmatic is jus so troublesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mixture of feelings now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i do have thoughts of die-ing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a r g h !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115989254323459855?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115989254323459855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115989254323459855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115989254323459855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115989254323459855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/10/life-seems-to-have-drastic-change.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115919592079635262</id><published>2006-09-25T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T22:52:00.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yeah. using the lappie to blog now. haha. finally activate the window. frankly, im a dumbass. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, sch today. i cant slp last nite!!!! 2weeks of slpping late, waking up late den suddenly ask me change my lifestyle, damn hard lar. alrite. slpt at 430am. woke up at 7am for sch. yawn. have to reach sch by 9 then. im still on holiday mood lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. 1st is pms lesson. love it man. dint attend lesson lidat. ah lian start lesson at 9.40am. talk crap and release us at 1030. suppose to end at 12pm loh. hahha. ok. went for lunch brk early. awww. kinda full yeah? had duck beehoon. went off ealier. tabao tapiaco cake for e rest of e long day. itchy mouth! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to lesson. had a new form tutor. met some problems during grping. hais. i miss kwai definitely.. sacrifice due to someone happiness. noble. forever thiking of ppl. nice dude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what i'd for dinner? damn lotss. junks.kfc.cup noodles. wah! hahahhaa. shiokshiok. im gana possessed yeah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais. ling is leaving. miss her lar. esp when she is acting cute tgt w JH. well, her choice. cant do much thing also. takecare always :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another long day tmr. 9am till 6pm. machiam like working? dread it. ask me sit there and not move. dread dread dread. i ve to move around. if not i will slp and drool. hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar! jeremy got me a RED visor w my name on it during his genting trip w the rest of the peeps. so sweet of him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. nth much to blog lar. another malay for singa, spore idol. he is good. so its fine. bt frankly, i want jonathan to win the title. well well well. destinated. its past tense alr. so let it be:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off soon. to bathe and catch my "jiu dian feng yun" on channel 55! tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115919592079635262?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115919592079635262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115919592079635262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115919592079635262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115919592079635262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115904566606579872</id><published>2006-09-24T04:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T05:07:46.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hhohoh. im back aft 3weeks of slacking, nuaing, piaing and eating! hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. im having my holiday right now. and it gona end soon! sch reopen on mon. dread it. :( i have to wake up early and travel that bloody long journey. aww. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, briskly summarise what happened in this 3weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft eng paper, our class had organised a bbq outing at east coast. was freaking damn sucks. due to e weather lar! rain and rain. but we still cont e bbq at sheng's hse. i ate 7plates of beehoon on that day! record brking??? the beehoon is jus so damn nice :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited mrs ong w diana, annie and melissa. met up w them at pasta mania 1st. had meditteranen fusili. alrite lar. i still love vongole. hee. anw, back to topic. wooo. mrs ong tummy is real big! she is pregnant lar. and now, she gave birth to a baby girl! gona visit her later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok aft my 2weeks exam brk, i resumed work. hais. had a strange atmosphere. felt so new. anw, cant describle e feeling lar. overall, dint enjoy. due to my slack-ful-ness, nicole had a 1 to 1 talk w me. shant elaborate much. basically, SUCK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up w the girls. cindy, meiting, sitong and huifen. met up at bugis - V8 CAFE. was stuck betwen beef lasagne and salmon sandwhich. i regret ordering that bveef lasagne. it taste sucks! ok. had some problem lar. left ealier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus few days b4, had lunch cum dinner tgt w sitong and cindy at my workplace. had 4flavours of pizza. - pizza regina, pros e parma, hawaiian and beef teriyaki. yummmy :) then, they went on to eat molten cake, tiramisu and cheesecake. WAH! hahaa. guess how much is the bill? LESS THAN 20 LOH! cheap right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. work today. har. so tired. i think i suffering a kind of illness. pls stop pls stop. so unbearable. pls stop!! dont ask me anything! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115904566606579872?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115904566606579872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115904566606579872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115904566606579872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115904566606579872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/09/hhohoh.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115737188545706581</id><published>2006-09-04T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T20:14:31.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok shall summarise what happen aft my last entry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ve my presentation on thurs. aww. so nervous. but i love that day dressing. no need to put on that dumby neck tie? we get to wear blazer. haha. walked around with that on. so sa-ki. lol. anw, weather is cold too. rain whole day. so act as a sweater as well :) oh man. i forget to put on make up! nvm. went town to pass raymond stuffs. met up w kx and all to ve dinner. had fish and chip. im graving for that lar. headed home! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had front office test. dint prepare for it. lazy lar. think i will die for that test :( liyan. buck up. wont go far if this carries on. ok. went home straight and met up with cheryl, winnie and gerald. miss them lotsss!! as usual, i was late. for an hr! hahaha. played pool at lucky plaza. so unfamiliar to that place. went heeren to waste time. our buffet starts at 6pm. went to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAKURA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to ve our dinner buffet! 28per pax and lemmi tell u. it is damnn freaking worth it if u know how to eat! definitely worth it for cheryl and me! cos we eat damn lotssss. ok lar. winnie as well. they served mixed asian food like e chinese, hongkong, japanese cusines. chinese like - brocoli, prawns, roasted/hainanese chix, lamb meat, chicken herbal soup, pan fried items like salmon, chicken, lamb, beef, unagi. hey that is for the chinese side. hongkong timsum like siew mai, dumpling and etc. here come the japanese food like tempura prawns, sashimi, assorted sushis, gyoza, nuggets and etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for desserts, there are plenty types of cheese cakes!, durian puff, pastries, fruits, ice cream!! alot rite? so is damn worth while loh. we have 2 rounds of maincourses and 2 rounds of desserts. all in BIG SERVING. lols. 1 uncle even quite shock by the amount of food we took. still asked if we can finish anot. ha. ok, walked to somerset, i went to buy cake. for cheryl tong. a chocolate fudge for her. she loves chocolate lar. ok and so on.... took train home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rot, eat, slp at home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for dad to wake up. we headed for family lunch at Toa Payoh. went to the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'FORTUNATE RESTAURANT' - 幸福饮茶 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to ve dim sum for our lunch. wooo. super nice!! i love dim sum. we eat alot?? but we jus cant feel it. we ate a total of 40plates of dim sum! lol. and each plate, they served 3 - 4 pcs. WAH. bill out, 125bucks. quite cheap rite? cos there is a 30% discount for any food order aft 3pm. ok. headed to toapyoh hub to buy bread. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days eat damn lots! exam stress? i really hate exam. whenever there is exam coming up, i will jus keep on eating and eating. NON-STOP. pls end it soon. otherwise........................ i will become rounder! &lt;br /&gt;studied tourism at nite. forced myself to study. but jus cant memorise in. fall aslp while studying till this morning. piang 10chapts. of cos, i couldnt make it. i prepare to pay 75bucks for the referal paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my tourism exam today. haha. flunk i guess. cooked dinner today. simple ones. those oven baked, soup and maggie mee for them. alrite. full. im rotting now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all! tata! tag tag tag&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115737188545706581?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115737188545706581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115737188545706581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115737188545706581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115737188545706581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/09/ok-shall-summarise-what-happen-aft-my.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115695488829893443</id><published>2006-08-31T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T00:21:28.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>such a slppy day for me! i slpt and slpt and slpt throughout e lesson! esp tourism. slpt for an hr and attend 1/2hr lesson. im dying. lesson is ultra bored loh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gt back most of the test paper. pass all except for that freaking tourism paper. i failed by 2 and 1/2 marks. haha kwai gona treat me lunch. i got lower mark than her in the tourism test. lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porject aft sch. awww. presentation tmr. its tourism again. im gona do well. get mark from there to save back my tourism. jiayou then. everything ended at around 6? raining cats and dogs outside. stuck in the building. lucky haziq left his umbrella in the locker. saviour :) reached home nearly 8. aww. tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im broke soon! my money were all spend on food? wtf! had meiji dark choc today. nicenice. sedup! hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite. time to stop here. tmr presentation. hopes everything goes well!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115695488829893443?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115695488829893443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115695488829893443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115695488829893443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115695488829893443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/08/such-slppy-day-for-me-i-slpt-and-slpt.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115677941011070418</id><published>2006-08-28T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T00:25:38.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>such a fun and fat-ful weekend i have! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after many lies and actings, i attended my maid's, tracy's and cheryn's birthday party at pasir ris. they are celebrating tgt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite. met up w hongjun 1st to go to chalet to prepare. slack 1st. acting still going on. i have to loiter around alone in downtown east jus to prevent my maid from seeing me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start e fire. hongjun was helping to prepare the food. &lt;br /&gt;bbq started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. she was RATHER surprise to see me at the bbq pit. hahaha. was bbq-ing the food. munching away as well. satay is still nice. my favourable taiwan sausage too! anw, alot of leftover. but thanks to those guys(stays beside our chalet) helped us finish up those food. woo. they can eat arh! hahaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk and talk w my maid. been such a long time since we talk! we still can chat ya! ok. bought alchoholic drinks from cheers. lime &amp; peach barcadi is nice! but due to my over drinking of barcadi the previous time, my gastric is unwell. dint drink much. clar bought 2 btls of e33. i missed the drunkard part of clar and cheryn. was bathing. anw, i could hear them. they were crazy. hahaha. rm was in the mess too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the airport around 4plus. anni is leaving singapore to USA. :( raymond, andus, ivan longbang me to airport. took photos tgt. hais. feels like crying when i saw her walking in the departure door. she is gone. :( 7mths will be fast and she will back back. yeah! ok. back to chalet. and cont to play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out at 1030am. went escape. before that, had ice cream at ben &amp; jerry. ve my berry berry. went arcade to play. spend mostly on the basketball game. my hand really freak out aft challenging w wanfong for 3 times. thou is freaking aching, we still cont to play. hahaha. played around 6times? or more?? kx and me made a great tag team! we have the highest score! e ONLI TEAM THAT went to the 3rd stage for 2 times somemore! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kx treat to escape. she feeling guilty? haahaha. played viking 1st. was hilarious. den to wild &amp; wet. played twice. pair w eileen. her clothes is damn freaking translucent! wooo!! sexy yea? hahahah. played go kart aft that. the 7 of us compete tgt. thrilling. skidding, crashing, sisi got 1st! im 2nd. tracy got bonus treatment. she had extra 2 laps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch at foodcourt. headed home due to some reasons. cab home and bathe immediately. eat and eat and eat. freaking full. till today. im still eating. die! the habit is back!! stop it liyan!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today mr eugene drove me to sch! thanks ya! thou were slightly late. but, im still not late. cos ms tong was late too. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;project today. were freaking funnie. joke abt jeremy's extra skin. hhahaah. techno sonka too. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kx and all is kind. came all the way to yck from orchard to eat dinner here. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kx: for ur own safety!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite. having pms test tmr. gotta read and recap my memory for those button keys. dinner w the class at petal. im having fish for my main course. fishy fishy fishy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite. ciaoz. im tired. but i gona off to bathe! woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, HAPPPY BIRTHDAY TO CHERYN KANG ZHI MIN!!! rare comer is wishing u yea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115677941011070418?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115677941011070418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115677941011070418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115677941011070418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115677941011070418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/08/such-fun-and-fat-ful-weekend-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115622020372256352</id><published>2006-08-22T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T12:16:43.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tada! im back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much things happen this few days. had a farewell celebration for anni. raymond, ivan, shun and me celebrated for her 1st. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to newyork to have our lunch. bbq spare ribs, steak, SALMON, and chicken prawn combo. i hate eating spare ribs lar. ve to dirty my hand and in the end, dirty my pants ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. raymond treated us the meal. thanks! headed to kbox. haven been there for quite awhile. anw, enjoyed myself there. at 1st atmosphere was abit weird? but afterawhile, its fine. fool ourselves, taking photos and vids. e service there sucks lar. nvm. we had our revenge. we are bad kids! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben and haikal finally arrived aft 30 over missed calls! they are slpping. wth~ &lt;br /&gt;had our dinner at sakae. crap lar. what express clearing. lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dwn to town to have e bbq at cosmo. started quite late. shun gotta leave at 10.30. before we left, drank 4 glasses of barcadi shots down. i was drunk of cos aft that. dunno what happen. hang over till e 2nd nite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;consult e doc.. my gastric is not well. have a day of mc. anw, headed to work at 6. but my gastric getting worser. off at 7 and consult e doc again. had another day of mc. and right now, im at home! doing nth. uploading pics and blogging lar. so freaking tired. wake up den slp wake up den slp. awwww.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite. thats all lar. nth much. zoom-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115622020372256352?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115622020372256352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115622020372256352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115622020372256352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115622020372256352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/08/tada-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115588398217659314</id><published>2006-08-18T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T14:53:02.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>currently in sch. having pms lesson. awww. such a long lesson today. start sch at 9. and i have to endure till 430. sian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, work today. gona starts at 6. and all the way till 1am. i gona earn lot lot money. i wana! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. ytd met up with kx, sh and tracy. they happen to be a cck when i was at cck station. so meet up loh. miss my maid damn lots. maid are u happy to see this? hahahha. ytd she jus wana save her pride infront of me. lol. lose pride in sms? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok reach home. started to get hungry at around midnite? what the hell. cant stop my eating habits lar. eat and eat and eat. shit lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gona have revision test later? teacher nt around now. slacking time! haha. teacher lai liao. blog later then. tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115588398217659314?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115588398217659314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115588398217659314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115588398217659314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115588398217659314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/08/currently-in-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115556880951838955</id><published>2006-08-14T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T23:20:09.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally ended my tourism test. such a dreadful moment. simply hate it. anw. dint realy study. or shld i say dint study? i really cant get all the points into my brain. dun even know what the hell it is saying lar. stupid bk. guess i gona flunk my tourism test. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. left the class tgt with kwai as we have nth to write on the paper alr.. had lunch at westmall food court. quite sick of the food alr. had our project done at macdonald. &lt;br /&gt;headed down to river valley to find our material for our project. jeremy drive! woo. anw, slpt in his car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dropped kwai, apple and me at somerset. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got myself a blazer at g2000. my 89bucks is gone!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww. &lt;br /&gt;had our dinner at food republic. suppose to have dinner at either pepperlunch or pastamania or etc. but sheng lost his atm card. so have smth cheap lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with chef alvin and headed to ps for the starhub thingy. met cindy and ckx! anw, unable to sign up. and so, went home tgt with cindy and ckx. crap in the train. and then.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am. so freaking tired. almost slpt at the com. lucky mom wake me up so blog now! dying soon. so tata!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115556880951838955?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115556880951838955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115556880951838955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115556880951838955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115556880951838955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally-ended-my-tourism-test.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115548914977942242</id><published>2006-08-14T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T01:12:29.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrite. work today. shuck. i haven really study for my tourism test lar. wt*! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, short staffs. waiteck is absent for work. anni last day at cosmo. gona miss her lots!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oohh! ytd went shopping. such a long time since i shopped! shopped tgt with shun. hav our junk lunch tgt? bought e all-time favourite popiah. and also food frm tori-Q.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to watch super ex-girlfriend. bt.. dint watch. main purpose is to shop lar. were like blank while shopping? hate that 'blank' moments. hv to think and think. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, we got a same belt. nicenice. bought some cute stuffs at topshops. i wondered if singapore sales is over alr. sales are everywhere. got myself some cute stuffs, tops and etc. spend around 150++ over. shyt lar. cant shop. resist! gona save up for my hk trip at the end of the year tgt with SHUNMAN!! im so looking forward to it! woo woo. alrite. thats all folk lar. have to burn midnite oil to study alr. tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115548914977942242?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115548914977942242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115548914977942242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115548914977942242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115548914977942242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/08/alrite.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115534235322558183</id><published>2006-08-12T07:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T00:59:40.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and finally, cosmopolitan has its opening ceremony done! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was ask to come down as early as possible. even had the intention of skipping sch. but im having my pms lesson. so dint skip. a crucial lesson lar. anw, took a cab down wit daniel. sat the new comanpy cab call the premier? quite comfortable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite. reached. change into a blue top. lucky shun and nicole change the top. i will nv wan to wear that SIZE 1 singlet while working. disgusted. everything went quite smoothly. nadia read the dish wrongly. she swapped the dish name lar. models were being arranged to help us to advertise our new dish. hot? ok lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;served food and drinks. free flow of stella, hoegarden and cranberry and orange juice. thou we only offered these drinks, but then it turn out to have all sort of drinks free flow. like singapore sling lar. perrier drinks lar. san miguel beer lar. victoria beer lar. and whatever lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole thing ended at 9pm. business back to normal. off work at 10.30. we were busy taking photographs. haha. anw, walked home w shun. dont feel like gg home that early so decided to head back to cosmo to find anni and all. drank tequila shot there. felt quite high aft drinking it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of us walked to nydc to visit karen and then headed down to le meridien there hawker to have supper. ordered satay, stingray, kankong, sotong, spring chicken. crap there! woo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super love working on that day lar. simply so darn fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115534235322558183?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115534235322558183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115534235322558183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115534235322558183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115534235322558183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-finally-cosmopolitan-has-its.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115514775076411494</id><published>2006-08-10T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T02:22:31.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was asked to update my blog. isnt my blog quite updated?? u mean i have to update my entries everyday? do ppl read it so often? alrite nvm. i shall update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. yesterday worked. at pizza walker. raymond is back from hongkong! bought us souvenirs of cos. gosh. SHE jus wana join in the "fun" or shall i say "try to catch us got eat snake anot" she supposed to work upstair and not dwnstair. for what the * she come down and pair w HH. anw, HH expected she gona die. she gona runs the station alone. indeed. her 'expectation' is right. SHE simply leave her to die and talk behind. wt* i feel like killing her. taking the pay for nth and kept moaning groaning nagging NON-STOP. yes. u are damn full of experience lar! ohalrite. kwai, sheng, jeremy and jessie came and visit and dine. full of craps. damn spastic. but fun! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, shunman is finally back aft july 27th. mia for around a week plus? lol. miss her damn lots lar. esp walking home. forever gossip. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! finally dad is off on national day!! family gathering! haha i cooked lunch for them! kimchi noodle. (actually is kimchi instant noodle lar) =x got some takeaway dishes too. headed down to central to get phones. he got mom a n73 and bro a n70. the N73 is really good. i mean the screen. big and clear. but i still love my n80. hahaha. ok. aft spending 2 hrs there, headed down to marina sq to walk around. idle all e way till 7+ and we headed down to fort rd? to catch the short short fireworks. really short. maybe less than 5mins? ohh. the road is jam lar. supposed to have dinner at around 8plus, bcos of that jam, dinner is at 9.30pm loh. damn late. anw, hv fish steamboat. (popular. try it out!)nice and yummy. ok. shall ms chionh chewpeng there too. long time no see. she is feeling guilty or thankful? she gona pick me up and send me to work cos my father treat her dinner. lol. i encourage this scenario to happen more. then i got free ride. hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite. working tmr. sians. dreadful moment? w HER AROUND lar. tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115514775076411494?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115514775076411494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115514775076411494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115514775076411494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115514775076411494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-was-asked-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115484038766879988</id><published>2006-08-06T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T12:59:47.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im quite puzzle with my life now. in e past, i cld slp till 2-3plus when i slpt late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd slpt at 4. i woke up at 10. woo. miracle. anw, ytd went out wit sheng, kwai, jeremy, jessie, carol and june. went to new york new york. is a new restaurant at city link. try dining there. quite cool. go during weekday. weekend, u gona regret? u have to queue! around 45mins? anw, we managed to get the capsule! hhaha. table no.60 settle down and we order the cheesy balls, wedges, bbq ribs, a spring chicken!, and the sausage that is wrap w bacon and cheese. nt bad. played pool before the food came. we got a complimentary deep fried mars bar. dint try it. so cant comment. saw grace, jeanie and rach when gg to toilet. they r celebrating gerald's bday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. headed to marina square to catch tokyo drift. but before that, we went to watch fireworks. the italian fireworks. we are damn spastic lar. quite fun. bought popcorns, nuts and drinks and headed to watch. we are simply a bunch of nuisance to the row infront and behind of us. we r making noises like nobody's business. but whu caares? lol. nice movie. i love the drfiting!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended the movie at 11+. while hailing a cab to old changi hospital for some exploring, kwai and sheng were like out of their mind?? they lye in the middle of the MAIN road, acting emilyn rose's pose and take pics. really mad! but fun lar. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo. our cab driver machiam rushing to somewhere. drove damn fast. is damn fast. no drifting lar. haha. reached. nth fun. maybe bcos i have been there before. thats why not that fresh. anw, still explored. cant find the mortuary. while exploring, some kiddy youngster, damn childish, brk the windows and etc, made tons and tons of noises, giving comments.. what the hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, we left the place at 145am. and walked to changi village to use the toilet. sat at the coffee shop awhile and headed to the hawker center. jeremy wanted to eat the nasi lemak lar. was damn freaking tired. slpt in the cab. uncle have to wake me up someomre. haha. reach home aorund 3+ and thats all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata. abt to go work soon! sians. life started to change. its totally diff now. not the same as last time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my soul is fading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115484038766879988?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115484038766879988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115484038766879988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115484038766879988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115484038766879988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-quite-puzzle-with-my-life-now.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115444682426746598</id><published>2006-08-01T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T23:40:24.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey~ back. gona blog abt the fun we had at workplacce. the free banana had changed to cosmopolitan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shunman bday: &lt;br /&gt;alrite. planned this. everything went quite smoothly. she loves her pressents. she love s the blueberry cheesecake. she loves the whip cream we used to smash her! hahaah. it was the 1st time we are having a proper celebration for someone birthday. success! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shunman was high before the start of her celebration. due to what? she drank a mouth of my chivas on the rock, 1/2 a gls of merlot at 1 go. it was freaking funny. anw, she was drunk? aft the celebration. we had vodka for our drinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was feeling high too before the celebration starts. had chiva on the rock. a few mouth of merlot. challenge nicole w chivas nint. im still alrite over there. only until the celebrate starts, everything change? had 2 go of vodka w pepsi. im alrite at that time. but they said we were drunk? are we? we still managed to walk home by ourselves! marvellous rite? hhaha. anw, have a great fun lar! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbq at cosmo: &lt;br /&gt;we had an excess of food. chef make use of that and organise a bbq session. alvin chef seasoning is damn powerful. the salmon is so nice!! it jus had a unique taste lar. had beef, chicken, pork, salmon, spring rolls, curry puff?, chicken wings for the bbq. dint really enjoy much lar. alot of us were unhappy. its a gathering for the pizza walker and cosmo staffs. but florarina staffs were invited to our gathering. i was like "wt* they got any linkage to us??" jus that chef wanted to woo that girl and we have to enjoy the gathering with other ppl? its nt a prob of anti-social lar. but.. the atmosphere jus weird. anw, took com cab home. mother started to nag. whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the 2 celebrations we 1st have in both outlets :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115444682426746598?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115444682426746598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115444682426746598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115444682426746598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115444682426746598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/08/hey-back.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115444605900205812</id><published>2006-08-01T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T23:42:41.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week not gona be a good week for me. these 2 days kept scolding ppl or throwing my big shitty business. sick lar. idiotic. cant ctrl my emotion. wth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. school still alrite. went ndp preview tgt w jeremy. sheng. kwai. valerie and carol. before heading to kallang, went to marina to ve lunch. had Carl Jr. wt* the burger is so freakin big. i had a portobello mushrm burger. cant finish it. imagine how big it is! had a minced beef cheese fries. not bad. ppl. try that fries if u go there and have ur full meal! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arlite. played pool. so long since i played pool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preview was alrite. we were quite high. sing national anthem aloud. hahha. everything ends around 8+. walked to geylang lor 9 "niu he da wang" to have the beef horfun. hmmm yummy. order fried oyster, chicken wings, brocoli. wonderful meal. jessie and ailing joined us during e meal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to centerpoint to rot. june came. ve some silly actions along the way. hip bump hip. gosh. gana bump by jeremy will make u FLY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to partyworld. i dint join them. met up w nicole and all. took company cab home. damn freaking shagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so stress. over studies. progress tests are all coming. projects on the way. due soon. over my work. hais. felt myself had a change in my attitude. no longer the working me. its time for me to be awake again. &lt;br /&gt;stress over money as well. so many ppls bday in aug. gosh! headache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bcos of all the stress, my barbaric eating habits is back again. shit. ctrl!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115444605900205812?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115444605900205812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115444605900205812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115444605900205812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115444605900205812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-week-not-gona-be-good-week-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115362429240855218</id><published>2006-07-23T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T11:11:32.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>elo. im back. been quite a while since i blog. i've endure for a month alr! still trying to adapt to the life in sch actually. so sick. projects are coming up. currently doing 2 projects and a poster. sian lar. study, projects and work. cramp w works! i have not seen my father for 2 weeks alr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose to start work at 12. but requested to work 2 hrs later. gotta do smth. meanwhile also to have a chit chatting session with my father. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this month spend so freaking lots. bought stuffs for myself. my long waited phone N80 :) bought a sweater for myself. dun really like the design thou. im too gan chiong lar. bought a elle wallet and im buying a bag too! feel quite hurts. work so hard and i spend the money like shit. well, sometimes i shld reward myself. hahaah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tlaking abt work. sometimes jus feel like quitting my workplace. but jus cant bear to. thats the place i enjoy working. but my colleagues.. no. i shall say frens. they are leaving... quitting i mean. hais. its like so freaking sian. in a dilemma whether i shld stay or quit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been eating real Lots. stress? or??? whenenever im stress, piss or upset, i tend to eat damn lots loh. wth. what to do w my stomach? im bringing harm to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt quite drifted apart w my frens alr. whenever theres an outings or gatherings, i will jus say "got work. cant go" hais. no life. shant elaborate much abt it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya. no mood to blog. blog for the sake of long-time-dint-blog. problems everywhere. jus hope these problems can vanish at 1 go. vanish smoothly and sweetly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata. im off to rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115362429240855218?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115362429240855218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115362429240855218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115362429240855218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115362429240855218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/07/elo.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115170702640528313</id><published>2006-07-01T06:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T06:37:06.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am so  tired today!! woke up at 6 in the morning for sch. hais. im gg back to sch life. study dtudy study. after study i have to head down to work. lucky this time i work at 6. otherwise i have to rush here and there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was late. but abit only. have new food testing. the salmin. not so tasty. that is what i think. had brownie too. made by tiffany. oh man. it taste wonderful. ppl. u shld come pizza walker or free banana to try the brownie. our HOME MADE brownie! MARVELLOUS!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiday business was alrite. jus slightly busy than the normal weekdays. pair tgt with shunman. dint really talk much lar. i was pulled up to free banana to help. someone mc. what the hell. expected. supposed to off work at 10 SHARP. but bcos of the crowd in free banaa, i have to drag myself till 11. i was freaking pissed off. damn tired yet have to deal with crowds.nicole still force me to stay till 2am. i really cant tahana. was that my fault? i dont think theres the need to give me that freaking face. look as if my fault. alrite. dont bother. went home with a piss mood. really not my bad. johnson acc push me down. he broke the glass, i have to clear up for him. i was damn freaking tired. SHAG LAR.   wasnt isnt good mood. not my day. bye lar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115170702640528313?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115170702640528313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115170702640528313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115170702640528313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115170702640528313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/07/am-so-tired-today-woke-up-at-6-in.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115157225477230059</id><published>2006-06-29T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T17:10:54.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awww so tired. dint attend sch today. falling sick soon. not really lar.. machiam having a tumour in my head. had a bad headache today. but was fine after some rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for a swim. 10laps. aft that, tanned frm 12.35 to 3. how long? 2 adn 1/2 hours :) im red. but not as red as the one i last tann. maybe at nite. who know the outcome? haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, worked ytd. was so rush. release sch at 230. aft my toilet-ing, it was 245. walked from sch to mrt. 3pm. from mrt to sch, 335! i ned to repport work at 4 ok!! lucky father haven leave for wrk. asked him to send me to work. reached that 415. ok. according to their time, i was late by 10mins. late again!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work till 6om at fb. had my dinner tgt with shunman. hahah.. our candle light vegetarian dinner. well. ethel, xiuzhen and shiyun sch is starting soon. all of them are quitting soon. gotta miss them. esp ethel. the cute lil SHORTIE girl. always gana suan by me. lol. shunman arh. guess u will not read it, but will stil say it over here. dont quit lar. cont to work over there. work very very part time also nvm. i will not disturb u abt mr fa..... opps. lol. if u left, guess no one to chat while gg home.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. aft my dinner, worked at pw. alrite. left at 10. meet shun man to go home tgt. walked pass those condos. was talking abt her smugling and etc. visit her condo as well. reached home, alr 1145. so late. tired. and thats how i end my day lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired now.. had popiah for my lunch. yummy. love popiah. :) red red red. miss red will blog till here. tata. bored --&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115157225477230059?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115157225477230059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115157225477230059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115157225477230059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115157225477230059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/06/awww-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115142957700543553</id><published>2006-06-28T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T01:32:57.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling confused at the moment. jus feel like blogging. cant jus express the feeling out.. sometimes, i really dunno what i am thinking. because of ......... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish ..... but destinated to be...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a online blog. ppl gona view it. only could blog half of it. better than nth. i dun like to keep deep down my heart anw. hahha. alrte, feeing better now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata nites. gona slp. oh shit.haben pack my bed yet!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115142957700543553?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115142957700543553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115142957700543553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115142957700543553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115142957700543553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/06/feeling-confused-at-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115141910244326954</id><published>2006-06-27T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T22:38:22.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey hey/ m here to blog again. using the laptop. was damn cheap. belongs to my aunt lar. she ased me to config for her. we are still considering whether to purchase it anot. its acer lar. ok back to topic.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww. such a tiring day for me. i have attend sch for 2days aft a 6mth brk. frankly speaking, i dont feel like attending sch thou i kinda miss me. but i prefer working now. weirdo. but for the sake of my future, i have to determine all the way. jiayou for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, 1st day of sch, end my lesson at 11.45am. supposed to end it at around 4. but 1st day of sch, no project. so release loh! haha. report work early. work at 6 at 1st. but requested to start early. so 3pm start loh. shiok. was "a bartender cum cashier cum dishwasher" haha. love being a bartender. anw, master on how to make mango tango, ice blend mocha, shirley temper and also on how to change the tap. woo. a great place to learn stuffs. nv ending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home tgt with shun. waited for 132 for damn long. walked back to take mrt instead. upon reaching mrt, saw 132. wth. nvm. took train home. was fast as usual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson today was so bored!! esp house keepin. anw, im fell interested with miss lim lesson. damn hilarious. the hokkien teacher. hahaha. aft sch, went westmall. carol wanted to buy buy. sat at burger king for awhile and headed home. damn freaking tired!! oh well. determination pls. !!! hao bah. gotta fix the laptop. shall stop here. tata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 advantage of using laptop. u can use free internet by kopping ppl internet. save bill. but it is damn freaking slow!!! 56k only loh!! hahahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115141910244326954?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/115141910244326954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=115141910244326954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115141910244326954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/115141910244326954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey-hey-hey-m-here-to-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-115067648763423502</id><published>2006-06-19T08:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T08:21:27.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yea :) finally have the time to online and blog. haven been online for a week or so? busy working to reach my target. anw, nth much really happen these few weeks. life was work, eat, slp. thats all. gosh. pimples all burst out after working at free banana. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thanks to kenny for today. supplying me clean and clear wet tissue to cleanse those dirts away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, was drunk jus now. thanks kenny again for the dry martini, long island and hip martini. it really make me so seh~. aft drinking those down, im still able to do closing all these ok. still able to make my way back home. as i reached home, i see stars around and then thats goes the drunk me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. wanted to bet soccer at 1st. japan adn croatia draw and 0 goal. but was busy then. dint get my mother to buy for me. arggh. otherwise i can win big money. nvm. its ok. stop gambling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 8.17am now. gotta turn in real soon. lucky work at 6 in the evening. :) &lt;br /&gt;i shall have a wonderful slp later. &lt;br /&gt;tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-115067648763423502?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6760853.post-114824378010386573</id><published>2006-05-22T03:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T04:36:20.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>continu-ation from the previous post. father came to cine to pick me up home. brought them to my blk and chat. lucky got them around. otherwise i dunno how to make time pass. i have to reach dhoby ghaut at 7am. i cant slp otherwise cant wake up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met huifen and yijing at dhoby ghaut. saw sze loong and glendon. so joined them. catherine came.. yong zhi and jocelyn there too. alot of ppl loh! met up with mr and mrs tan. the 5a gang left due to some reasons. waited for the tans and we walked tgt with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked a total of 2 hours!! more than 14km ok. from kallang to city hall area and back to kallang. and from kallang, walked to geylang to have breakfast. tan treat. soya bean with you tiao, yummy. alrite. took train home. was crowded. damn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite shagged when reach home. but cant slp. cos 2 more hrs i have to leave hse again for family lunch. i have not slpt for a day! father drove us to wisma. dine at my workplace tgt with my aunts. ordered 2portobello mushrms. really nice. all of them was amazed by it lar. ordered 2 portions onion rings. we are privilegde customers loh. we gt extra portion on the onions rings. machiaam like 4 portions. ok. drinks is free also. 9 pepsi, 2 fresh brew and 1 earl grey were on the house. my managers were great rite? i simply loves there alr. great ppl lar. ok. here come the main course. ordered wasabi chicken, frutti di mare, tako teriyaki and tom yum chicken. 12inch. ordered baked seafood pasta and beef lasagne. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess how much is the bill? jus 100bucks only. damn cheap. all of them were quite shocked abt the price. father's treat. bt... damn complicated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to shop around at wisma. saw a 3/4 jeans at gio. 70bucks. quite nice. im aiming for it. haha. help boy to choose a tee too. bought a structure building at taka. i love fixing all these stuffs. damn challenging and fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and cant slp. till all the way 10pm. took a slight slp. woke up at 1.15am. watch my devil beside u! damn nice show. by rainie. i love it lar. and for 2 days, i only slpt 3hr 15mins. record brkin! alrite. i shall have sufficient slp tmr. if not i gona die while working. i have been transferred into the kitchen to help ! damn scared. but exciting. i wan to learn more! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite. its 433am. time for me to stop. gona start building my structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114824378010386573?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114824378010386573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114824378010386573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114824378010386573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114824378010386573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/05/continu-ation-from-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114824149812224211</id><published>2006-05-22T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T03:58:18.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for kelly's event at hard rock cafe. quite "mia" alr. now back again. lucky she still rem me. thot she will ask "how to spell huh" damn fcuk lar. anw, not bad performance lar. kx was being sabo on stage. lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft her event, kx, sh, ss, wf, cheryn and me walked around in town. have dinner at cineleisure food court with haroz, ben and aaron. try the western food. is damn worth it. and nice too :) bought MI3 movie tickets. 12.05am. and at that time was around 6+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us were thinking on how to spend the rest of our time. kx have to go for wake. 1 ppl less, 1 less fun. but quite unexpected lar. the time passed quite fast. and quite fun. aft dinner went to cuppage plaza played pool and took pics. haha. our ah lian 10 shots.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;split off with the guys. went to cine to take neoprints. on the way there, was crazy. cheryn and ss sing aloud in public. GOSH!! lol. cheryn knows how to sing chinese song! so surprising!! alrite. took neoprints. was perspiring. and tons of fun!! hahah. cheryn have to leave. so left me sh ss wf and me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have itchy mouth. so we went to shi lin to eat. bought xxl chicken, tempura, cheese and sausage crepes. fun again. haha. went arcade aft that. spend half of the tokens playing the photo hunt machine. we are really lan!! wf left and we went to watch movie le. bought popcorns and nuts b4 show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SISI LOST HER WALLET. hope she found her wallet back. esp the ic and all.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MI3 was quite thrilling. nice show. my NAKED AVENGER no more alr. im gona buy the DVD. must watch. end show at around 1+am. kx saw her friends and we went to play pool. none of them play except me. won the 1st round. lost the rest of the rounds. what the hell. deqiang i need u!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114824149812224211?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114824149812224211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114824149812224211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114824149812224211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114824149812224211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/05/went-for-kellys-event-at-hard-rock-cafe.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114797871406675256</id><published>2006-05-19T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T02:58:34.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a day today?!??! how come out of the sudden, so many customers? i feel like dying. so tiring. i jus hope the 1 for 1 promotion faster end. still got 11 more days to go! agggghhh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i regret working in f&amp;b lar. forever eating non-stop. soo damn tempting. guess what. today is the day where i ate most type of pizza. 1stly..&lt;br /&gt;wasabi chicken, margherita, chicken teriyaki and then frutti mare. gosh. among all, i started to like frutti mare. seafood pizza lar. damn nice. esp the prawn. so fresh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you happen to dine in there. try ordering chicken teriyake, frutti mare and etc. &lt;br /&gt;personally, i dun like capriocciosa. taste weird. margherita. alot of cheese. but will sick of it soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. ate alot today. pizza pizza and pizza. damn guilty. went to exercise went im back home. climbs stairs and some basics exe at home. think cant shed off much lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, my mother bought a xbox game - germany 2006. wooo. gona play it later. my last play was with clement at cineplexes. mus buy! the graphic is good. machiam real player playing. i gona train up my controls and i gona beat the computer soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata. off i go alr. not slpping of cos. finally, i work at 6 tmr. less crowds pls! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114797871406675256?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114797871406675256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114797871406675256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114797871406675256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114797871406675256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-day-today-how-come-out-of-sudden.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114780272744748138</id><published>2006-05-17T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T02:05:28.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 days pass. lets talk abt mother day 1st. brought her to cafe cartel to eat. order a pork rib &lt;-- their famous dish. and also a seafood platter for 5. gosh. that is reallly alot! we cant finish loh. wanted to order lasagne. lucky dint. haha. ok, aft discount, the price was 66.20. father treat. lucky. went to buy 4d - 6620 guess what it come out?? 6640!!!! argh!! otherwise can win 1k loh. what the hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and prepare those ingredients. invited my aunt to come only. but my grandparents, cousins came. nvm. lucky enough food. im proud to say my baked potato and tiramisu is a success. but my cabonara!! failed!!! so sad. nvm. shall try again nxt time. had tiramisu and also a mothers day cake. so full aft the dinner. we still have leftover. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, mother was happy. think she enjoy and touched? all mothers sure feel so. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. the next day nth much happen. jus that im late for work. thot i work at 6. bt actually, is 2. late by 1 and half hr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for today. quite tired. slpt till 3pm. wanted to go down to newton to collect my pay. but not in time. another time then. today crowds again. but not that woorst. hate to work at station 1. damn tired. hmmm nth much happen lar. blog for the sake of blogging. tata.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114780272744748138?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114780272744748138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114780272744748138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114780272744748138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114780272744748138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/05/2-days-pass.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114754053577298198</id><published>2006-05-14T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T01:15:35.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>supposed to work 6-10 today. but weimeng mc. so 2-10. damn sian lar. wasnt in a very good mood today. no i shld say wasnt in a very good mood this few days. dunno lar. damn !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today quite sucks. was scolded by nicole infront of those customers. i really hate her at that moment.! order and order and order. im not a dog btw. was quite enjoying wroking there. bt today prove me wrong! hais. shld i work for long term or short term? lets see then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now at clement hse. he is sleeping now. thanks to sen gui for being bold. call his hse. his mother wait him up. otherwise, i gona wait and wait outside his hse. such a tired day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz. no mood :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114754053577298198?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114754053577298198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114754053577298198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114754053577298198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114754053577298198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/05/supposed-to-work-6-10-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114728261037216528</id><published>2006-05-11T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T01:36:50.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aww. jus back from work. so tiring. crowds today. same time. 7-8+ have to pia for an hr plus. but exciting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, past few days, keep gg to mr clement house. my prev post abt tiramisu. sad to say.. abit failure lar. according to clement, still not bad lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. aft that, have some slp and wake up, settled some stuffs and go work alr. clar was working on that day. her 1st day. so suay. was raining damn heavily. she was asked to come down and help out. she was shagged. hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, aft work, went to his house again. we try doing tiramisu again. beat those egg yolks, cream, cheese till so aching. lucky clement is around. :) im proud to say our tiramisu is SUCCESS!! btw, the tiramisu is a gift for my favourable teacher cum coach - tiger ng aka mrs ong. lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finish eveything at 4. reach home and slp. tired. supposed to wake up early to buy cocoa powder and choc for my tiramisu, but i overslpt. lols. managed to buy lar. &lt;br /&gt;went sch, she was not around!! lucky she is heading to town. so head down to town with clement. my present for her is filled with her BEAUTIFUL photos. lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at pizza walker today. have free drinks and free upsize of our pizza. nice staffs there! hahah. worked again. crowds again. haha. something cropped out aft work. money is not tally.  &lt;br /&gt;i did something bad today. lols. definitely not related with the money btw!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with mrs ong. passed her the tiramisu. oh. she said the tiramisu is nice. feel so !! our hard work paid off! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet clement aft work. acc him eat and now im home!! shagged. but i have to do exe later. otherwise........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have alr planned how to celebrate for my mother during mothers' day! hope it went smoothly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for lunch, i gona bring her to cafe cartel to eat. &lt;br /&gt;for dinner, i gona learn to cook her a plate of italian dish for her. sincerity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the previous nite, i gona make her a tiramisu too. wana make her a cheesecake. but cant find any oven :( &lt;br /&gt;as for present, i gona give her a papillio! woo. hope she wil be happy :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gona exe alr. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114728261037216528?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114728261037216528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114728261037216528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114728261037216528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114728261037216528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/05/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114710798842796239</id><published>2006-05-09T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T01:06:28.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>currently at mr clement hse. awww. so tired. totally no mood to work. quite tired. bt... aft awhile ok liao lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, today quite alrite.. crowds till 830. lucky man. ate 2 proscuitto &amp; funghi down. ok lar. i dun like the raw veggie. still  prefer my chicken teriyaki and mr clement production -- heart shape diavola. hahaha. cant wait for my parents to dine in there. i gona make them serve me! lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. chanmeng is still eating right now. still waiting for him. gona make tiramisu later.. woo. exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114710798842796239?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114710798842796239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114710798842796239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114710798842796239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114710798842796239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/05/currently-at-mr-clement-hse.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114707755951617313</id><published>2006-05-08T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T16:39:19.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gotten my pay alr! guess how much? ONLY 312BUCKS. what the hell. i have requested to work more. hope this month pay will be HIGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks. totally not enough for me to use loh. pay my birken. mothers day coming. gona make her a tiramisu. gona buy a birken for her. gona bring her out to eat. hope father will chip in abit too. damn broke arh!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, happy MOTHER day to me as well. have a shitty week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been eating alot. my class outing. gosh. damn fun! esp seeing those friends. i really miss them alot. took some lame shots. esp with my dearest cheryl tong. hahaha. cycled as well. wanted to blade with eric. but i haven overcome my BLUE-BLACK0NESS. ok.. most have to leave early. left a few of us for the bbq. eat and eat and eat. chat too. qiming is real 'NAIVE' haahah. cant stand him. played monkey. my choc &amp; chip is the regular customer of monkey club. anw, really have fun lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played pool aft that. shit!! what happen. time for me to go ~CHIONG~ again. went clement hse. played mahjong. aft a 2 hrs game, i lost 50cents. LOL. great day anw. hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, gona head for work. my hair is abt to dry. work work work. workaholic. &lt;br /&gt;tata..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114707755951617313?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114707755951617313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114707755951617313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114707755951617313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114707755951617313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/05/gotten-my-pay-alr-guess-how-much-only.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114668020362308408</id><published>2006-05-04T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T02:16:43.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>worked today. damn tired in the morning. cant woke up as usual. :) worked all the way till 2pm. staff meal for noon is great. pizza. ate 2 slices down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, met up with kh 1st. he waited for me for half an hr. hee. sry ya. went to heeren to meet up with clar, kx and dave. loitering all the way till 3pm and here come our sakae buffet. was fun. but not as fun as when cheryl, grala and me dine tgt. we simply loves food. LOL. anw, i jus miss them. esp cheryl. gotta see her this coming sat. sry for the past. took u for granted. and thanks for ur BIG heart for forgiving me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, was abit disgusted while eating. cant stand it. well, jokes too. was too full that i ended up vomited. two errands somemore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, headed back to work. meanwhile the rest went to kbox. ahhh. i miss kboxing. i guess there will be alot of craps from crappiness clar. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite. night shift was as busy as usual. was being appointed as a hostess today. quite tiring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww. gotta work again. split shift again. lucky clement coming to find me. thanks bro. simply loves u. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dozing off. shall turn in alr. tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114668020362308408?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114668020362308408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114668020362308408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114668020362308408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114668020362308408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/05/worked-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114658591816461942</id><published>2006-05-01T02:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T00:05:18.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well. came back from work. damn freaking shagged. worked for 8hrs. cant woke up today. slpt at around 545am this morning. lucky i got this human alarm clock who is damn noisy. im refering to my mother btw. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok was 4 mins late for work. business was alrite. was guarding station 2 today. omg. jacelyn tay came to my workplace to eat!!! and i served her table! for ur info, i idolise jacelyn tay when i am young alr! lols. dint get her signature today. damn sia suay if i ask for one. jus act as if i dun idolise her when serving her table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, her friends are cheapskate. as we are having a promotion and each single receipt only can get up to 2 free maincourse. her friends, insisted to split the receipt which is not allow. my asst manager is being told off. her friends said: "i would like to speak to another person who have higher authority. LOL. damn sucks lar. my asst manager was pissed of cos. damn stingy. she kept scolding her frens. damn funnie lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. staff meal was quite sucks. porridge and a serving of cabbage. wonderful??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais. i simply sympathise my frens. they are complaining about their lives in sch. hais... jus hope our live will jus stop at sec 5. and sec 5 forever. no need to worry anything or what so ever. im alot worry that i might encounter their "tragic" life in tertiary. hope no. pls.. i hope i have a wonderful 3 years in shatec.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bah. gotta go bathe and have to go bank to bank in some money. tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114658591816461942?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114658591816461942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114658591816461942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114658591816461942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114658591816461942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114650956946994778</id><published>2006-05-01T02:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T03:17:44.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY LABOUR DAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long waiting labour has arrived! cos, my father nv work. haha. our next family outing shld be 9th august. so long. 3 more months to go :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, slpt till 2+ today. so freaking tired. and rot till 5. left hse. was raining then. headed to chewie hse 1st. lost on the way there. complicated compassvale. cant stand mother. simply love to push the blame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. trying to use her laptop. but cant detect any wireless connection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed for dinner. wanted to eat fish head steamboat. but full hse. havta wait for an hr - minimum somemore. wanted to dine at my work place - pizza walker, but today no promotion. so, sis suggested to go bishan. oh sucks. when i hear that, damn piss. hse at amk, go bishan. stupid shit. really no life. grumbled. in the end, went to jalan bersah to have turtle soup. yummy. haha. shop closes! damn suay. nth else to eat. all of us have western food instead. sian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to plaza sing. shopped around in best. wanted to buy a hi-fi. mother choose one. not bad taste. jvc hi fi at 450bucks. hi-fi is really cheap now. unlike last time. bought 1 last time at 1k. see the diff? machiam having 50% off. haha. ok. noticed a home theatre set. it is really cool. esp in a enclose area. the sound effect, i have nth more to say. damn cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a pair of philip cordless phone as well at 150bucks. quite cheap. 1 yr warranty with several function. wanted to buy one with voice mail recorder and sms function. but as i think, what for. all of us carrying a cell phone around. cell phone has sms function as well as voicemail function. so in the end dint buy. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was around 10+. sis grumbling again. kept saying she is gg to work tmr. want to slp early. cant tolerate her! argh. jus hope she can jus stop grumbling for a day. irritating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite. stopped here. gotta bathe and have to turn in soon. tmr gotta report work at 2am! ahh. money money. here i come. :) haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114650956946994778?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114650956946994778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114650956946994778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114650956946994778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114650956946994778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-labour-day-long-waiting-labour.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114642404694316313</id><published>2006-05-01T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T03:07:26.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i started to blog again. FINALLY. haha. was busy these few days.. plain lazy as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, jus came back from my sis's chalet. it is our 1st time we have this family chalet open by us, the kian. purpose - to celebrate my sis 21st bday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very 1st day, relatives are being invited only. my sis was great. she allows my frens to come. ask kx, wf, sh, ss to come. and thanks to that clar. fall sick on the wrong day. she dint come that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated and we set to orchard cine kbox. waited for 45mins and we finally got a room. lotsa fun in the room. went bonkers. sang from 1 - 6am. was tiring. sang till no voice. haha. anw, was shagged aft our kboxing session. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day - woke up at 2+ and set off to escape theme park at 3+. Sis was great again. she gave me 4 complimentary tickets to us. save us alot of $. was fun. miss o.w was so timid. LOl. misses go kart alot. loves it most. yes i know. compeitive. hahaah. damn fun. anw, lazy to type all out lar. and blah blah blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dint slpt for the whole nite. not enuff space to slp. acc kx, sh and wf till 7+ in the morning. finaly, catch some slp at 8. so freaking tired. wet=nt back home and slpt at 1 again. i was woken up by mother at 5! went to work. was late. so freaking tired at 1st. and got crowds today. suay. anw, was fun working. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so glad with this week schedule. woo! hahaha. work work work. workaholic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure stop here. gotta turn in soon. nites :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114642404694316313?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114642404694316313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114642404694316313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114642404694316313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114642404694316313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-started-to-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114530053444179553</id><published>2006-04-18T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T03:02:14.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply sing, play and eat today! nice day for me :) tons and tons of things to chat. esp with ah gong. my dearest bud! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met her 1st. was late again. haha. she is use it lar. supposed to play pool, watch movie and etc.. but cheryl and i change the whole plan. went kbox instead. sang frm 3-7+pm. sing till we ownself leave the rm. shiok. this is the advantages of no sch and sing during weekday. no one chase u out. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kept pplaying while singing songs like - 第一天，爱情三十六计，不怕不怕, thats why。。。 we still act couple while singing this song - 选择 lols. so funnie. video it down too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. ah hao's singing improve alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. train by to orchard. acc me to wheelock to see birkenstocks. im in a dilemma. hope no regret! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to wisma and dine at my workplace. - pizza walker. as they are having the 1for1 uob card holder and cheryl have it, so we decided to dine at there lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;order 3 pizzas and 1 pasta. chicken garlic sausage, teriyaki chicken, margherita. as for pasta - squid ink. this pasta is black in colour. and bcos of it, it make our lips and teeth damn er xin. all turn black and luffing at each other. whu cares the image? LOL. hao and cheryl complaint not nice lar. i personally think its fine lar. clement was great. cooked carbonara free for us. we have an extra bowl of pasta! gosh. alot!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played "zhong ji mi ma" to finish up the last piece of pizza left by ah gong aka cheryl tong ming li. bcos of her sake, all of us have to suffer! lucky we ordered 8inch pizza. mr gerald loo wanted 12inch at 1st! crazy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fabian was great. wanted to serve us free ice cream. so nice of him. but we were too full. otherwise we will definitely have it. hahaha. we are big eaten alrite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marvellous dinner. wonderful day. damn cheap. kbox was jus 10.50 per pax and dinner was jus 10 per pax and we get to eat so many! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took train to marina. chatted and chatted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed home. ease my intestine. eat my gullet as well. hahaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, gg offline alr. simply loves today! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114530053444179553?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114530053444179553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114530053444179553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114530053444179553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114530053444179553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/04/wooohooo-simply-sing-play-and-eat-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114521425520077276</id><published>2006-04-17T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T03:04:15.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>slpt at around 6.45am this morning. quarrelled with my parents this morning. shant elaborate much. i jus dun understand whenever i brought up that topic, my body will start to shiver inside. as if im gg to burst. he is the one i respect most. hais. nvm. each time i shouted at him or he shouted at me, i will jus brk dwn and cry. &lt;br /&gt;and bcos of that.. i got swollen eyes when i woke up.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up, dint talked to anyone. do my own stuffs and left the hourse without telling anyone. living in a world of my own. met up with sh 1st. rot at sun plaza. while waitin for kx, shared bread. damn hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to cityhall for lunch. went to raffles city. nth nice to eat. so head to suntec instead. wanted eat pasta mania..but... so ite, ate at food court. have kimchi ramen. ate all the vegs, chicken, abit of noodles. not really nice. the noodles still can tk back to sell. alrite, went to swesen. haha. shared topless 5. took lame pics abt that. we seem to be in love with each other. i mean sh, kx and me. kept taking pic of each other. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped around. bought stuffs. and went back to basement. oh yar. we went to sentosa 's under water world! then back to suntec, walked 3 round around the fountain of wealth. took pics again. hahaa. we simply love taking pics. then after, kx wanted to eat yami yoghurt. according to her, diet food. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to marina bay. bth, on the train, took pics. LOL. met up with aaron and the rest. aaron treating us steamboat! his birthday treat. thanks "husband" LOL! he claimed that angela,kx,sh and me are his 4 wives. gosh. a datuk. &lt;br /&gt;ok. took the van and started eating. was full then. not very. still got space. the food there, sucks. i dun like. meat dun like meat. awhile later stop eating those steamboat stuffs. went to take those "liao" i think is so much more nicer. anw, was full. have dessert - ice cream. kx was digusting. trying to action, in the end, pui out. kns. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, aft that, went to bowl. damn funnie lar. no competition. played for the fun of it. wah. aaron 1st 4, strike loh. turkey looked like him. hahhaha. aiya, bowling was fun. hilarious. kx and i invent a birkenstock phone. we 2 own 1 each. in another 20+ days, we will be owning another 1 each. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed back station. almost fall when racing down the stairs with kx. btw, not ur fault. mine lar.. :)  pics in the train again. stupid stupid faces. haha. our professionalism. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, come to think of it, we were really funnie. bcos........... lol.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to play mahjong jus now. but clement and sengui were tired. alrite. another time. not working tmr.. zhicheng misses me! LOLS. gona met up with ahgong, gerald and ahhao. tmr. gona watch horror movie. shit. waste money. hahha. yeayea. missed my dearest ahgong lots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 3am now. i have not yet slp. aint tired. chatting with tortise now. and he went to cleanse his intestines. haha. gona turn in soon. if not when my father come back, kb again. sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moodwasgreattoday! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114521425520077276?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114521425520077276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114521425520077276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114521425520077276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114521425520077276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/04/slpt-at-around-6.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114511925693906379</id><published>2006-04-16T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T00:40:56.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn sucks. totally no mood now. jus feel like venting out all the freaking ~ !!! argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expected today not gona be a good day for me. except for my work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up. mother dint wake me up. lucky i set alarm. otherwise i will be late. freak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dint have lunch or anything. jus went to work empty stomach. hungry around 5plus. lucky theres some pizza for us. ate 2 slices. ok. satisfied my stomach. not hungry. but shit. awhile later, staff meal is ready. at that time, im not hungry. abit full. anw, still eat for the sake of eating and chatting and nuaing awhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was alrite. nt really that busy. abt to adapt to the surrounding. and nxt week gona learn how to make those cold and hot beverages like latte.. cuppuacino.. and etc. woo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft work, went to indochine with bro, zhicheng &amp; chan meng. they are simply jokers. haha. dint have anything there. dun feel like drinking. shld have agree to zhi cheng when he asked to send me home. thot by train... of cos i say no. but by bike loh. shld have agreed. i love to long bang on ppl bike. wanted to get a license for it. but mother disagree. too dangerous. forgetit. i rem the faster speed i have encounter on is 160km/h. that is really cool. the helmet almost flew away. haha. but singapore is small. so awhile only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for favian to off work. chatted awhile with chanmeng. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad thing came then. &lt;br /&gt;reached home, stepped on my dog's urine. argh. pissed off. and my bro was using the com for the whole day. cant he jus let my mother used awhile? when i wanted to use, he den said: "mummy, jie wan to use." my mother then grumbled. damn freak. argh. ignored them, continued to use com and blast at my bro to clean up that dog's pee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... another thing again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alr over, have to publicise it and make it so detail? ppl knows. thats really fcuk. i simply hate it. yes im petty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nt gona blog anymore. no mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ifunothappyjuscomeandtalkinfrontofme,straightintomyface.dontspeakillofmeotherwiseiwillnvregarduasafrenofmine.foff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114511925693906379?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114511925693906379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114511925693906379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114511925693906379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114511925693906379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/04/damn-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114504183001272214</id><published>2006-04-15T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T03:17:00.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man. i jus found out diana chew hsiao wei is playin in the nsl. NETBALL SUPER LEAGUE. she is in mannas. Bw, diana, if u are reading this, your vcd is gona be done in this month. sorry for delaying lar! ok.. she is team tgt with pearline and wendy. woo.  i gona go for this year nsl. did i miss last year one? no of cos! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea. my all time favourite - jean ng (c) - marlins. she got a strong team! huiyan is in her team. peilin and dawn are in the same team. go marlins. hope they can beat arowanas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to view jean's photos, the link is here: &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.netball.org.sg/photo_images/jean.jpg"&gt;jean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.netball.org.sg/photo_images/jean2.jpg"&gt;jean 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT gona support vipers. waiyee is in that team. lucky not in marlins or mannas. in mannas, wonderful. ms lee will loves it. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for more detail about the fixtures and stuffs, check out the link! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.netball.org.sg/index.php?page=nsl"&gt;Netball Singapore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114504183001272214?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114504183001272214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114504183001272214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114504183001272214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114504183001272214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114503749612601460</id><published>2006-04-15T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T01:58:16.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to play badminton today. b4 leaving the house, was raining cats and dogs. met up with tortise to get racket from him.. thanks arh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made payment and off to court. saw my fren playing there. he dint pay for the court! haha. forgot his name. die. shorterm memory. anw, played with him and clar. gosh. so tiring. has been around a year since i touch badminton.. stamina slacks as well. feels so heavy when running.. gosh.. no netball, really die.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i simply hate ppl hummilating me INFRONT OF STRANGERS not friends. was pissed off then. shant elaborate much abt it. its over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended badminton at 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home straight away and .... this is the way when i get piss or depress or vex. hate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fallen aslp while watching show. woke up. dint really have much appetite. jus drank soup and rot till now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to work 6-10 tmr. but mabel needs me to take over her shift. so 2-10. 8 hrs!  ooo. this week work 24hrs. plus the previous week - 16hrs. total 40! but my pay still so little! next week gona pia!! gogogogo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais. dint really have the mood to blog today. thou...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chewie has move alr. misses her lots.. will miss those nites where we go walk around and chat as well... went down have dinner... our 17years in ang mo kio will be a memories deep down my heart! come and visit me! there will always be a space for u to slp in! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isimplyhateliarsthouidintsayanythingabtit.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114503749612601460?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114503749612601460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114503749612601460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114503749612601460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114503749612601460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/04/went-to-play-badminton-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114495145532035084</id><published>2006-04-14T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T02:04:15.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up at 2pm today. dint have a very smooth slp. &lt;br /&gt;ppl msge me.. &lt;br /&gt;asked my friend whether im able to work today anot.. &lt;br /&gt;wake up reply, slp, wake up reply, slp. nvm its alrite.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, have lunch. shared vegetarian beehoon with father. den rot. send me to emilyn house. packed the stuffs for flea market with wf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a call from firdaus. asked me to taek over his shift at 6pm. and at that time, it was 5pm. took a cab rush back home, packed and rush to orchard. able to reach on time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. starting was alrite.. but around 7+, crowds started to come in. gosh. really wan to die. it was my 1st time encounter such a busy "occassion" in pizza walker. anw, nv die lar. jus damn freaking hot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kx, clar and kh came and dine in. damn di siao. take pic of me. thanks clar. i know i very pretty in that uniform. thanks arh! kept demanding. &lt;-- i mean them. &lt;br /&gt;busy all the way till 930. no more order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crowds started to disperse. do closing. clar and kx was waiting for me to offwork. while waiting, cant stand them. kept zilianing at the mirror. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;anw, faster rushed finish closing. ended work at 10.40pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked in a very fast pace to bus stop. sweat. brisk walking for me. lols. &lt;br /&gt;reach home bathe and watch dream chaser. NOT BAD. for today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite shall stop here. turning in soon. &lt;br /&gt;tmr exercise day for me!! &lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114495145532035084?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114495145532035084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114495145532035084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114495145532035084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114495145532035084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/04/woke-up-at-2pm-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114486608555290722</id><published>2006-04-13T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T02:21:25.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woked up at 830am today. work morning. suppose to meet clement at 9am. but i dun think i can rush to meet him. so msge him. aft all the preparation and was how abt to leave hse at 930am, he called me and ask me to wait awhile, he longbang me to workplace by cab. he overslpt! ok. while he is preparing, walked over to his hse.. bought egg tarts for him. he misunderstood my kindness. brother! i always treat u like mine. dun think too much! LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, still late for work. reach there around 1030. bcos of the big jam!! regret not taking train. tk train late by 10mins the most. anw, over. total 13.50bucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start opening. and slack... oh ya! met a grp of typical customers. damn cheapskate. this was what happen.. &lt;br /&gt;me: hi can i take your order? &lt;br /&gt;lady: i wan no.52&lt;br /&gt;my manager overheard and ask me to ask her to read out the name. &lt;br /&gt;me: hmmm, may i know the name of the dish? &lt;br /&gt;lady: u mean u work here and u dunno the menu well? &lt;br /&gt;me: [kept quiet. i was bearing. customer always right. i was telling myself]&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the lady took order... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our restaurant is having promotion. any UOB card holder pay by UOB credit card have this previledge - buy a pizza or a paste and get either of it free. And 1 bill is entitled to only 2 sets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this group has 6 customers. which mean they need 3 sets. so i explained to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: sorry mdm. u are only entitled to 2 sets only. as for the rest of the order, it have to be ala cart. &lt;br /&gt;lady: oh den u split the bill but we will sit tgt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think she knew i'm new and not familiar with the surrounding, she is trying to take advantage of me. so i seek help from my manager. never really heard what they are saying. but aft few talks, this grp of customers left without ordering anything. damn typical loh. den we thought eveything was settled. &lt;br /&gt;but after an hour, that lady came. she asked one of the staff: &lt;br /&gt;lady: may i know what is ur manager name? &lt;br /&gt;my manager saw her and told me: come here again for what? den he walked toward that lady and passed her his namecard. &lt;br /&gt;after she left, he said: complain loh. let her complain. she nv order anything not our fault. trying to climb over ppl head. cheapskate. ignore her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have summarised the incident happened today. damn sucks lar. those ladies were office ladies. judging from their looks, i guess they are quite educated. and that lady which i keep emphasize, well looking too. but too bad. her character is simply sucks. cheapskate too. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;all the way till 230pm den off work. clement made me a tako teriyaki. nice :) forever eating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and rot. played com. omg. msn really sucks. i cant sign in. only able to sign in at 945pm. damn suay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acc my mother back home. before heading home, acc her to eat roti prata. she wan to eat now. after her operation which i think will be in may, she cant eat any very oily food. hais. sad for her. anw, healthy lifestyle yeah? good for her dieting. hahaha.. alrite. gona stop here. need to make phonecall! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope tmr manager call me and ask me go down work.. money money. !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114486608555290722?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114486608555290722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114486608555290722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114486608555290722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114486608555290722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/04/woked-up-at-830am-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114477910929016341</id><published>2006-04-12T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T02:11:52.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho! im back to update blog. awww. so tired. and bored!!! dint work today. not on schedule. thats why. wanted to work. but cant slot me in. full! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, slpt till 2pm den woke up. im a pig. i admit. i simply loves eating and slpping. muahaha. omg. i ate plenty of chocolates down! guilty. but felt so shiok. had been a month i ever touch chocolate. i love dark chocolate. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rot and rot till 5plus. prepare to meet sh to do the coupons. sian. met up at mac. piang finish the coupons. quite fast. so lame. hate doing all these. worthless. is there any gains? NO! but still have to do. waste time and money only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok met up with my mom they all. they were at khatib pasar malam. bought finger foods to chew. hahaa. itchy mouth. forever munching non stop. went off 1st. wanted to catch da chang jin. and i rot all the way till now. so tired. im still down with flu and cough. when can i recover? anw, better than a few days before. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 more hours to work. 6 more hours to wake up. money money money. no money no talk :) thats my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vanish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114477910929016341?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114477910929016341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114477910929016341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114477910929016341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114477910929016341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/04/hoho-im-back-to-update-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114460167552379826</id><published>2006-04-09T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T00:54:35.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well well well! i gona blog abt today! damn freaking fun today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 1.20pm today!! was rushin. thanks to my bro for waking me up. ok. able to reach on time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had ice cream. the weather is damn hot. bth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarissa is late!! gosh. 2.30pm den reached. we supposed to meet at 2pm at yck loh. super late queen. hahaha. anw, she almost lost her wallet. but luckiy, she found it. she left it at home! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bishan park to cycle. oooh. clarissa rent a big bike and cycled damn fast. cant catch up with her. hahaha. admirable~ LOL. cycled for abt 30mins. took photos. lame shots. keep ZOOMING. damn big. ours moles. our faces. LOL. damn funny lar. on the bus to clarissa's house also keep taking. HAAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached her house. she wanted to walk back from bishan park loh. lucky she dint. otherwise will faint. damn far. hahhaa. intended to play badminton. but no racket. in the end, we have fun in her house - her room. chaos. laugh damn loud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep zipai in her room. i mean WE. aft that played with vids. clarissa damn act cute aft i tied that hair for her. cant stop luffing. making my stomach so aching. a good way to train stomach. lOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft that, played with BRAs. we having a BRAs Fashion Show in her room. played with her bras non-stop. taking pics of it. LOL. damn funnie. bth..! shall upload it maybe tmr. i gona put it in a video form. easier to view. haahha. damn siasuay but quite fun lar.. play and play and play till 7plus. need to go home. so left with kx. took 853 back home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with mother sis and bro to have dinner. and thats all i have done for today! play and eat and slp. LOL. and tmr... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gona working morning. so have to slp now!! tada! nites. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114460167552379826?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114460167552379826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114460167552379826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114460167552379826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114460167552379826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/04/well-well-well-i-gona-blog-abt-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114459999164321262</id><published>2006-04-09T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T00:26:31.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dint blog these few days.. work and work and work. abit adapted to my work place. wonderful. clement and chan meng worked there. fun lar. got ppl acc me. so its ok to work in f&amp;b industry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite. fall sicked on fri. caught a cold. keep sneezing when working. abit unhygiene. lucky only work for 4hours. took a off on mc. suppose to work 2 shifts. 8hours gone = 48bucks!! gosh. shall get it back this coming week. ok. aft work on fri, took a cab down to tan tock seng to visit my mom. she went for the endyscopy. dunno how to spell lar. she seem so drwosy. machiam dunno whu she is talking to. anw, acc my father to have lunch and went back to visit her. all the way till 9pm den go hm. aww. tired day. sickly day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early. went to polyclinic to see doc. kx acc me go. thanks arh. a not hnadsome doc again. everytime not handsome one. gg polyclinc best. cheap. ventolin cheap as well. bought 1 at private clinic. the price is 25bucks loh. i bought 2 ventolins, plus medicine, plus consulting fees, only 20bucks. had lunch with father and bro. rot and rot and rot at home. order home delivery. KFC. supposed to share the fee with sis. haven pay her yet. think she is not using her money to pay as well. haha. alrite, this is the past few days stuffs im doin. in next post, its all abt sunday! our cycling outing!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114459999164321262?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114459999164321262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114459999164321262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114459999164321262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114459999164321262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/04/dint-blog-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114422752085487707</id><published>2006-04-05T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T16:58:40.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well. such an hectic day for me!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother was admitted to the hospital last time. she was in great pain. at her gastric. acc her till morning. lucky father came. im able to catch some slp in his car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. b4 sending my mother to the hospital, met up with sh, kx and kh to go kbox agian. and AGAIN, we are siao again. i think only kx and me lar. the other 2 are video recorder for us. we are publishing our album soon! with mtv. we will brush up on our dancing steps even thou we dance very well. LOL. have alot of fun lar. our AINI, SHENQI, BUPABUPA AND ETC. im not able to leak out too much content. otherwise i will get my manager to trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sumo house to eat. damn hilarious and embarassed over there. kx and me were really siaos. we were having 'jiao bei jiu' and also acting as god. whahaha. damn funnie. sh still video down. the waitress over saw us acting as god still said: "dun lidat play arh" whahaha. damn embarassed. faster leave sumo house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was raining cats and dogs outside. while waitin for the rain to stop, kx give me a slap. a HARD one! damn shitty. LOL. im not angry ok! miracle. took a cab down to wisma. i have to report work at 530pm. kept taking lame shots in the cab. gona compile in the video soon. better and easier to view. hahhaa. damn lame lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loitered around wisma. testing for uniform. gosh. so damn ugly. ok. uniform is alrite lar. but i jus hate the hat. making me look so kiddish. argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, 1st day working abit stressed up. have to rem the setting all these. sooner or later will get use to it. nvm. oh ya. manager asked me to bring menu home. i forgotten abt it. nvm. today gotta take order. stress. haven been a waitress for exactly a year. i cant rem how to wear the apron nicely. siasuay. in hte past, when i worked in KFC, im e only girl working in the restaurant. im surrounded by guys. i even gana chop-slam by mr sim yibin. idiot. now, in pizza walker. gosh. im the only waitress. ok. lucky theres another one. hope she do the same shift as me. nvm. even without her, i can click with guys. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all folk! needa stop. preparing to go work now! have to start work b4 6!! &lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114422752085487707?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114422752085487707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114422752085487707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114422752085487707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114422752085487707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114408615832626557</id><published>2006-04-04T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T03:01:35.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PHOTOS in video form TAKEN DURING BOWLING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if video cant be view, kindly go to this link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=RTZLJEDFYXU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RTZLJEDFYXU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RTZLJEDFYXU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114408615832626557?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114408615832626557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114408615832626557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114408615832626557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114408615832626557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/04/photos-in-video-form-taken-during.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114408585718735563</id><published>2006-04-04T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T01:53:57.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;"&gt;VIDEOS OF US BOWLING-ING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ms flower bowling-ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if video cant be view, go to this link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CHrO9dl-PpM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G22UKoRx5IY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G22UKoRx5IY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;okee bowling-ing 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if video cant be view, go to this link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ayzMxNANSho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ayzMxNANSho"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ayzMxNANSho" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okee bowling-ing 2&lt;br /&gt;if video cant be view, go to this link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G22UKoRx5IY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" &lt;br /&gt;value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G22UKoRx5IY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G22UKoRx5IY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;shortie bowling-Ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if video cant be view, go to this link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d-8SZtJLhpw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d-8SZtJLhpw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d-8SZtJLhpw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;old.w bowling-ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if video cant be view, go to this link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8EwOhVkd7EA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8EwOhVkd7EA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8EwOhVkd7EA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;guess whose sexy butt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if video cant be view, go to this link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RoSey0oxI6s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RoSey0oxI6s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RoSey0oxI6s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114408585718735563?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114408585718735563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114408585718735563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114408585718735563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114408585718735563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/04/videos-of-us-bowling-ing-ms-flower.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114408519984398903</id><published>2006-04-04T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T01:26:39.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrite! change my blog skin! give me some comments. sick of my old skin lar. ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at around 12+ &lt;br /&gt;having bad stomach these 2 days. diarrhea and diarrhea! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with kx and sh. had lunch tgt. wf came and we headed to junction 8. wanted to watch movie. but reached there, dun feel like. ex lar. lols. took a cab back to yck. grassroot club. played bowling. hahaa. the previous bowl was with them also. without ms flower. with cheryl instead. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for lane, went to play their so call "arcade" mini one. cheap. 40cents for each game. and i think ms flower aka wanfong think that her money damn alot. insert money to the 'kid's music car' kx and me sat on it. damn cramp. compare to when i was in kindergarden times. i always played aft sch. 20cents :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok started to bowl. fun!&lt;br /&gt;crap there. crap here. wishing everyone to go drain. esp kx. LOL. order fries and wedges.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lousy bowl. score for 1st game was around 60+ improved on 2nd one. :) 115 yeah. &lt;br /&gt;realise that games that i played have started to deprove tremendously.. like pool. running. bowling. sian. shall train up myself soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, to kaixuan: this is not call competitive, this is a way to improve ok. urs then is called competitive loh! hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. back to here. video each other while bowling. damn crazy. i loves butt! video is posted on top. view it :) took photos too. lame one. hahaha. uploaded in the video form. enjoy!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lar. tmr have to wake up early. gona go to amk kbox to record new album! LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114408519984398903?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114408519984398903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114408519984398903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114408519984398903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114408519984398903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/04/alrite-change-my-blog-skin-give-me-some.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114365667195678814</id><published>2006-03-30T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T17:14:56.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;slpt at 5+ that morning. woke up at 8.10am by my mom! she gave me a fright. a good way to wake me up actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok. went for an interview at city hall. supposingly interview at 10am. but i was late. oh ya. while on the way to city hall, saw jun jia aka yao kuai on the train. oh man. i really admired the person whu interviewed me. almost perfect. still long way to go.. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok. waste my time by taking e longer way train. met up with kx. what a long walk to her company. damn hot. sweat like hell. ok. lunch with her. sumptous meal. LOL. walked back to imm again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;met up with eugenia and took a cab to long bang cheeseng to shatec. weilin met us at there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;was raining cats and dogs outside. waiting for the rain to stop. saw plenty of cute guys there. woo. hope my future class got some too. enhance my mood of studying. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok. cab to suntec. loitered there again. ate japanese dinner. nia went to repair her shoes sole. her sole drop out. lol. aft an hr of waiting, her shoes is back to normal! acc them to station. it was quite early then. met up with kx as she is gg to meet her fren there. im really a good dog. do whatever she asked. feel honourable? saw this guy. lucky i ate my dinner. otherwise, i will lose my appeitite. looked like a jobless guy. hair not com. abit untidy. gosh. and i hate guys carrying those kind of backpack. not cool at all. 1 word - childish. lol. im mean! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;train tgt with kx and her frens. on the way, there this female ang moh talked to us. trying to be a fool and respone to her silly-ing. lols. fun lar. bt aft awhile, abit irritating lar. LOL. no more fun mar. took some pics of ppl on the train. their slpping faces.. their bra strap - taken by kx and 1 more, mr handsome! LOL. love his abs, his arms, his face and his BIG eyes! LOL. im really sucks. influence by kx. whahahaha. here are those pics! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114365667195678814?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114365667195678814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114365667195678814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114365667195678814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114365667195678814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/03/slpt-at-5-that-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114348499960411506</id><published>2006-03-28T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T03:18:16.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was bored. browsing thru videos. saw this videos - kboxing with grace and jeanie. grace and i was siao. lols. miss her lots :) girl, if u r reading this, time for us to go kbox! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nTXPYLSBa1E"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nTXPYLSBa1E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super lame. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l80uz4Oa2uk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l80uz4Oa2uk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super models. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kdEZuiJS8cc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kdEZuiJS8cc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class5b final day song ka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/shJlvynk6tk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/shJlvynk6tk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114348499960411506?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114348499960411506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114348499960411506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114348499960411506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114348499960411506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/03/was-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114348192273847002</id><published>2006-03-28T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T14:19:54.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;woke up at 2pm today. 7hours of slp. nt enuff. anw, can slp longer. but dunno whu went to switch off the air con and blast the fan on me. highest speed, making my face itch cos my hair keep flying around. irritant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rot at home. dint ate porridge. jus eat the dishes. mother thot i not eating. anw, had tau sar pia instead. i shall say today was a rotting day. kept rotting till 5. went to do some exercise to tone up my body. my arm becoming flabby and flabby. that is the disadvantages when u have stop playing sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, meeting my dearie cheryn for gym this coming thurs i think. playing badminton aft that. shihui and lss is tagging along. exercising day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathe. went off to meet cheryl, shihui and kx for dinner at my house nearby hawker center. had dumpling soup. kx saw a relative there. selling seafood stuffs. treated us crayfish [is that how they spell? not sure.] ok. wanfong came later. she is learning how to be late. lame. as usual, kept shooting her. whaha. my entertainment. btw, such a coincidence. all of us wear black! kx wear her pretty shirt. lols.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to northpoint with my fbt curve short and a shirt and also with my specs. gosh. if straight cut still alrite. played arcade with shihui and lss. damn fun lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lss was sitting on a bread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/175/1600/Image(327).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/175/320/Image%28327%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;went to find kx as she was attending piano class. but her father came to fetch her. duhz. walked back to station. lucky is a not too long distant walk. so alrite. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.11am now. sian. rotting again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many stars in the sky;&lt;br /&gt;yet only some get notice.&lt;br /&gt;among those you choose to ignore,&lt;br /&gt;is the one which was willing to shine forever;&lt;br /&gt;even if your glance remained elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liyan*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114348192273847002?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114348192273847002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114348192273847002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114348192273847002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114348192273847002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/03/woke-up-at-2pm-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114340585431569957</id><published>2006-03-27T04:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T04:45:39.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#f4f4f4"&gt;awww. another day has passed. no job yet.! when can i get one?? im desperate for one!!! time for right now is 4.28am. i cant slp. not tired at all. have to force myself to slp. according to kx, she said that slp late will get fatter. no wonder.............. oh sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. woke up at 1. prepared myself to go out. ate lunch tgt with family. it have been long since all of us sit down tgt and eat. everytime, my mother father and me. or my mother, sister, brother and me. ok. eat abit of lunch. porridge. aft lunch, they set off to NTUC meanwhile, i took 72 to tampines. sit till my butt burst. 45mins journey i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, it was raining quite heavily. wasnt in a very good mood. went to arcade to have a mood change. played daytona as usual. haha. went to the open plaza and wait for the event to start. damn freaking warm. bth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;event started. angela sang 6 songs, kelly sang 3. 9songs tgt. video till hand ache. all bcos of whu. for u. otherwise i jus record 3 songs only. nvm its ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dine at fish and co. si + hui + kx and me shared sea food platter for 2. gosh. 4 of us cant finish the food. benedict and aaron shared the same food as us. their pan was clean. benedict still helped us to finish our food. wonderful. love this kind of eater. hahaa. but he still skinny. envy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took 969 to yishun. 853 home. rot. i miss the sch days life. not studying. but the fun in sch. somemore still can use student price to travel. right now, im using adult price loh. top up 10bucks. within 2 to 3 days, gone. have to top again. damn irritating. lucky ah boy is around. woo.~ haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my com is damn pathetic. aft clearing away some stuffs, it left 3gb+ in it. die. how am i gg to survive with such a limited space. better than before. b4 that it only left 700+MB inside. wth! im not talking abt ram. im talking abt my HARD DISK. pathetic. time to buy a new com. this jap-ba-lan com is damn pathetic. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;father brought back my favourite tau sar pia from penang. 2 boxes somemore!! gosh. im controlling but he is tempting me. shit. he is grumbling now. electric bill rise again. nearly 400bucks. my fault again??? everytime. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liyan*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114340585431569957?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114340585431569957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114340585431569957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114340585431569957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114340585431569957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/03/awww.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114330236627677715</id><published>2006-03-25T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:59:26.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back again. tired. shant say anything abt the past few days. lets talk abt today. keep it short :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i found a 2 days job at bras basah. some kind like a admin job? fill in particular, collect the money and thats it. easy job rite? 5bucks per hour. ok cant woke up this morning as i slpt late. slpt at around 3 plus. cant slp. woke up at 6plus by my dogs' barking. damn nuisance. went to bed again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired this morning. feel like dying. ok, dressed up myself and off to work. was quite happy at work. i was telling my colleague, woo $110 of free pay. hahah. seriously, there is no customer. the business strategy is jus simply sucks. sucks is all i can say. but the person is kind lar. anw, ya, brk hour, went to opps to eat. thot the prawn noodle nice. but nth special. i think my house here sells nicer. food paradise. went to national lib. they all wan to borrow magazine. i went there reluctantly loh. ok and rot till around 3.30pm. our in charge den told us: "hmm u all can go home alr. today not customer, not busy so i dun think we need u all" wah. damn fuck. my 110bucks is gone. only $25 loh. not even a quarter of my pay loh. sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, went down town. met up with kh to take somthing. while on the train, i think i met this pervert or despo. he is trying to lean onto me. oh fuck. i simply hate strangers - men whu is so close to me that part of my body will touch his. u know. it might be unintentionally but i jus simply hate it. so disgusting. ok. give that despo a fuck up look. think is really fuck up. he kept looking back at me and i give him that look again. lols. pissed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite crowded in orchard. sales gg on i think. weekend also. ok. have bread for dinner. gosh. my appeitite is getting bigger and bigger. stop!! sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;and thats me. accept me for whu i am.&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114330236627677715?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114330236627677715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114330236627677715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114330236627677715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114330236627677715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114303434643964486</id><published>2006-03-22T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T21:32:26.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was jus as bored as usual. yawn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd met up wit LSS, sh and kx to do coupons. will die. lols. finish my part at 4am. finally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wake up this morning. so freaking tired. mother keep grumbling non stop. jus like a mad woman. bth. woke  up at noon. wash up all these and went out to send coupons. wah. 1st time mail so much things. lols. ooo. saw an actress with her daugther at there eating. dunno whats her name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch tgt with my parent. omg. father order such a BIG BOWL of fish sliced beehoon. i love it. but alot man. he managed to finish all. wonderful. ok. today i think he is in good mood. send me to orchard for interview. &lt;br /&gt;interview at california. think cant get through lar. they need ppl whu can commit permanently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to find clement. interview at pizza walker. if got thru, it will be wonderful. chan meng, wencong and clement there. once again, im working with guys again. worked at kfc last time, all guys, im the only girl working. this time round, i guess again. lols. i can mingle with guys well. sometimes they jus wonder if im a girl. lols. heck lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok went back home. on the way to station. saw chewyee and lynn. dint saw them for quite a while even thou one of them is my cousin. lol. bored. no where to go. headed home str8 away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZARA~ haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. rotting infront of the com now. watching da chang jin. great. episode 17. 930 now. exactly half an hr for me to exercise. bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114303434643964486?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114303434643964486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114303434643964486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114303434643964486'/><link rel='self' 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nice. but he when to wear long sleeve and pants. sucks. formal. i, machiam like i go bishan lidat. ok nvm. met up wit cheryn. she pass me my present. b4 that, clement played a prank on her. lols. so funnie. headed to suntec. acc clement to eat 1st. pastamania for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for yulin to offwork. 7pm. headed to foodfair in suntec conventional hall! wah!! most of the food were sold at low price loh!! like 1 bowl of noodles, 1 burger at $1. usually is like $3 lidat. sucks! lols. eat till our heart drop out sia. damn bloated. eat alot. and we jus spend around 10bucks for all the food we have eat. damn cheap rite? hahhaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. went toilet. 1 of the aunty fart inside. the sound was damn hilarious. yulin and i were "ren-ing" our laughter inside. we burst out when we stepped out of the toilet. whahaha. damn freaking funnie. cant stop laughing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to eng wah cinema. stolen alot of postcards. 380postcards. haha. then they acc me went to buy sandals. haha. cheap 30bucks. &lt;br /&gt;walked to marina sqaure. went to golden village. wanted to kop more postcards. but they dun have. sucks sia. ok. played arcarde - daytona. got 2nd. stupid clement. he cheated. otherwise im 1st alr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took shuttle bus back to city hall. on the shuttle bus, saw olinda cho sitting outside cafe cartel at marina square. think star luck is with clement and yulin. our previous outing, we saw sylvester sim and silver ang. lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took some photos on the train. stupid them. kept disturbing me while counting for the postcards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114292471525379399?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114292471525379399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6760853.post-114292366339338573</id><published>2006-03-21T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T15:13:29.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yea im back again. been busy or plain lazy? haha. alrite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd mar alr. 3days aft my birthday. im 18. thats fasttt. haha. &lt;br /&gt;suppose to meet up with the top6 ppl. but couple of them working. grace fell sick. so everything cancel. being postpone. quite sian lar. but cindy rocks. acc me went shopping. lols. grace wanted to meet up. but im leaving early. so dint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dearest cindy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/175/1600/12-03-06_2149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/175/320/12-03-06_2149.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with the kfc ppls and headed off to botanic garden. well, they celebrated my birthday. an oreo cheesecake! yummy but the cheese melted alr lar. its ok. still taste as nice as ever. they gave me a birkenstock [papillio] :) and also $40 adidas voucher. thanks to those whu shared to give me these gifts. angela, aaron, benson, cheryl, hongjun, shihui, kh, wenting, wanfong, vivi, tracy and specially kaixuan lar. thanks for planning it even thou your plan failed! lols. "thanks babe, muacks~" LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beside them, thanks to cheryl, winnie, grala, gerald, grace, ah hao for the bag and the perfume. thanks for celebrating my advance birthday with me at kbox and the 'feast' at cheryl's house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks brother clement for your self-make pizza. it taste really good. &lt;br /&gt;thanks yulin for the mascara from ur hush hush. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;thanks to weiliang for the ice cream treat from swesens :) &lt;br /&gt;and also thanks to miss loser cum lamer aka cheryn for the famous amos cookies! thanks alot dearie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly thanks to those whu wishes me advance, on that day, and belated. thanks for remembering my birthday even thou we have graduated le. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. thanks to kelly poon karlai. haha. thanks for wishing me advance outside Minstry Of Sound : "Liyan 你十九号生日 rite? Just in case 我十九号没有看到你, 我先 wish 你advance happy birthday! woo. high. &lt;br /&gt;ok then at botanic garden, which is my birthday that day, she wished me twice again! eh happy birthday lea. lols. memorable one! haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;capture this video - a aunty dancing when lao shu ai da mi song is being played. whaha. so funnie. ok. im meant! lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fo59rfLOEJs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fo59rfLOEJs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funnie? lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after event, went to tempo newton circus eat. angela, wanfong, kx, shihui and myself. gosh. they are so fast full. nvm. im abit full too. crap while taking train home! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family celebrated my birthday as usual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey this is how i end my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imptly, lucky at the botanic garden, someone dint wish me. otherwise, it will be my worst birthday ever!! LOl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114292366339338573?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114292366339338573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114292366339338573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114292366339338573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114292366339338573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-yea-im-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114252660699197285</id><published>2006-03-16T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T00:30:07.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is getting boring-ier and boring-ier. sick of everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with cheryl, winnie, gerald and ah hao yesterday. met up with gerald and ah hao 1st. headed to kbox 1st. sang and sang and sang. cheryl came. as usual. our ai de zhu da ge, makes us high again. haha. an jing, our 'duet.' and etc lar. anw, they celebrated my advance birthday in kbox. bought me a black forest cake and gerald said that "sorry lea. not cheese cake" lols. quite ....... thou i love cheese cake alot!! yummy. my last cheese cake is at NYDC eating tgt with grace and .... lol. gosh! kbox is sucks. 15bucks per pax and we jus sang for 3hours??!?! sucks like hell. i would rather sing midnite. siing till siao. only 60bucks for 3. hate their billing. ok anyway, off to play pool. woo. i have not play pool for a long long time! deprove. :( shall buck up soon. otherwise.... &lt;br /&gt;save money, went to cheryl's house for dinner. hahha. dinner feast lar. eat till we siao. cos it somehow like a "buffet" &lt;br /&gt;chatted alot. her problems.. my problems.. we haven been talking abt our problems for a long long time. ah hao's fahter drove us back. woo. BMW 7 series. w a h. hahah. and thats how i end my day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for today, went for job interview. actaully gotten the job alr. but ned to commit for years. CANT LAR! study mar. so, F A I L E D. imm, bought a newpaper and started hunting for jobs agian. hahaa. alrite, theres a job interview tmr. admin job. working under starhub. met eugenia. went to apply for shatec. interview on the 29th :) ok. headed to NUS for kelly's event. so rush. rushed like hell. dint take cab. took train and bus. budget. no work is lidat. everything is so budget. thrifty. regret spending away my saving. now, no more $. stress. vexed. anw, saw kelly today. not as enthu as usual. not sure why.. maybe.......... aft that, went to mac. have my dinner there. and home sweet home with soem of the members. cheryn and me were siao today. lols. lamer,loser,weirdos,morons,watever. F.E.R! lol. DAMN HILARIOUS. alrite. life is so bored now. like what she says... routine. yups. agree. sian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114252660699197285?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114252660699197285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114252660699197285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114252660699197285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114252660699197285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/03/life-is-getting-boring-ier-and-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114226965626596101</id><published>2006-03-13T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T01:24:39.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawn. such an hectic day today even thou i woke up at arnd 2pm today. ate porridge for lunch today. rot at home. chat online, sending files. ah ma called. dinner tonite cos got guests. awww. sian. taiwan porridge again. whole day eating porridge. wonderful. alrite. bathe, change and set off. same dishes as usual. jus eat lar. but today is quite special. father turn up for dinner. i think he jus like me, hate to attend it. haha. drove us home and off to work le. &lt;br /&gt;went 7-11 buy tidbits. im kind. treated ah boy eat. &lt;br /&gt;back home, settled problem and chatted online again. &lt;br /&gt;such a boring life man!!! i need a job desperately! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is where we eat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/175/1600/Image%28296%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/175/320/Image%28296%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taiwan porridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/175/1600/Image%28297%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/175/320/Image%28297%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats brother clement and me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/175/1600/Image288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/175/320/Image288.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. now is weizhen's birthday. tmr gona celebrate for her loh. damn early. 1045am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somtimes, jus dun go overbroad. ppl do have limits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114226965626596101?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114226965626596101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114226965626596101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114226965626596101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114226965626596101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/03/yawn.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114225723772715984</id><published>2006-03-13T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:40:37.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well well well! liyan is back again! hahah. went missing few days ago. was simply tired lar. slpt at around 3 to 4 am lidat. sound late? lols. ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went teen model 2006 event. was not planning to go alr. jus planning to attend meeting will do. but in the end, i still go with a very moody mood at 1st. after that was fine alr. meeting lasted for around 2 hours? lols. emilyn really can talk. hahha. trained talker. took the last ttrain back home. -tired- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again, wake up, went for kelly events again. the handshake photo events. woo. shiok lar. managed to take 2 photos with her. FINALLY man! lols. event was alrite. initially can take 4 photos cos i got 4 passes. but the gate close early. sucks. chased aft the van. stupid lar. but dunno why i chase too.. cab fare is around 8 per person. and we dint see her. lost. loitered around in orchard. gosh! my shoes spoil. what the hell. i seldom wears that shoes and now i wears it, spoilt. suay. somemore in the middle of ochard road. my sole drop off! argh. alrite. my whole walk is terrible. 1 shoes got sole. another no. like monk's shoes. went to bukit panjang at nite. its kelly event again. walking and running with that shoes is damn miserable. i jus realised that some fans are alot crazier than anyone else. jus run along the road, without caring their life and chase aft the van. gosh. so shocking when i see tat scene. what worst is there are oncoming cars behind. &lt;br /&gt;alrite, tracy long bang me back to station. thanks to her. haha. she is very kind. thats how i end my day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out in afternn tgt with cindy. met grace afterwards. shopped, visited clement and annie in wisma. oh well, im kind :) lols. have kfc for my dinner. early dinner. haha. bandito! yummy. went to IT show at suntec. cos cramp with ppl. bought those stuffs den i needed and left the place. [avoid NEC ppl] walked around with cindy in suntec. waited for yulin and clement to off to go and have supper together. opps. have our supper at makan sultra. hokkien mee.. satays.. chicken wings... guilty. but dun care. lols. saw sylvester and silver over there eating too. yulin's dad send us home. glad. otherwise we have to take nite rider home. so tired. conference on the phone till 6am! im off to slp and this is how i end my awake day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114225723772715984?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114225723772715984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114225723772715984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114225723772715984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114225723772715984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-well-well-well-liyan-is-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114196973977685289</id><published>2006-03-10T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T13:48:59.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up by my mother. asked her to wake me up de. bth. damn tired. anw, woke up jus to call the interview thing and went to bed again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have lots of sickness recently? flu lar. block nose lar. cough lar. feeling damn heaty lar. constipation lar! all at 1 go ji tao come. argh. making me so pek chey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nt gg to srjc alr. sian. im moodless to go. not sure what happen to me. cant control myself man. maybe is bcos of that.................. or bcos i have split personalities? at certain ppl i can be such a "angelic" character. but at certain ppl, i can be such a devilian. so sucky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. weizhen bday is coming. 4 more days more. i haven get her a present. what shld i get? soft toys?? candies??? art &amp; craft stuffs????? she loves them alot. but i dun like. lols. esp soft toys. damn irritating. lols. abnormal from girls. when i was young, girls played barbie dolls.. but i played knife lar. gun lar. lols. when i see barbie dolls, i will jus torture them, strip them and rip them apart. LOL. violent. and maybe this cause me to be so violent now. cant blame. alrite. blog till here. damn sian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometime feelings jus cant be express thru words....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114196973977685289?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114196973977685289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114196973977685289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114196973977685289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114196973977685289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/03/woke-up-by-my-mother.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114192453917792340</id><published>2006-03-10T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T01:15:39.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. slpt late last nite. was writing letters. formal letter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8am this morning. gettting ready for my job. looking forward to it. my very 1st time working in the exibition show. reached early. at 1st was still alrite. as time pass.. im getting sick of it. whoever i approached, will jus say: alrite, i considered abt it, i will come back to u later. gosh. and they nv come back. my sales for today is TOTALLY 0. what the hell. i stand for 12 hours. even during my lunch brk, i have to stand to eat. i nv sit down AT ALL. for 12 hours, i only earn 30bucks. 1hr, 2.50. what the shit. sms a couple of ppl to entertain me. guess my leader caught me using the phone alot of times, and he doesnt wan me. IM BEING FIRED! i still can laugh aft fired. so sick. KFC got a higher pay than this. and is not so tiring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, tmr morning i gona call up for another job. childcare teacher. LOl. i cant imagine being one of the teacher. i hate kids esp when they cry! hope i got the job. otherwise i will have to work as the health screener. dunno what the hell is that also. lols. jus work for it lar. for the money. alrite, not sure what to blog. shall blog here. recently feeling quite vexed. dunno why. jus have to bear with it bah. shall not lose my temper easily. REN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hasnt been watching my diet recently. i jus eat whatever i feel like. omg. time to stop it. i getting rounder and rounder. argh. jus hate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114192453917792340?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114192453917792340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114192453917792340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114192453917792340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114192453917792340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/03/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114183510607868982</id><published>2006-03-08T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T00:25:06.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another day gone. loitered around in the north and also the east. &lt;br /&gt;went down straight to yishun sport hall aft cheryl's call. c div is having a match with singapore sport sch. only a team participating in the final. b div is out during the quarter final. our history is gone. 3yrs of champs. nvm, hope next year, amkss will still get a gold. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, nth to say much abt the game. c div commits quite a no. of mistakes. i guess is due to - nervous. the 1st time for them to encounter this kind of atmosphere - hundreds of eyes staring at the 14 players on court. soon, they will get use to it bah. anw, we got thrash. 37 - 5. well its an experience for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked with cheryl to khatib station. chat.&lt;br /&gt;went imm. met up with wt and kx. had dinner tgt. had salmon w black pepper sauce on it. not really nice but still can be eaten. rot at mac. buy some candies from mini toons. supposed to long bang wt's cab down to mdc's bus stop. but kx not feeling well, so walked with her to station and took a train back home. on the way back, i was being slapped by her. argh. my face jus simply hate being hit. &lt;br /&gt;slpt on the train. lucky dint miss my station. home. met up with gerald. passed him the cd and home again. lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn sucks. life becoming real bored. have to reach suntec at 10am. gona start work tmr! wooo. my money here i come! hope my comission will be high then! time for me to turn in. these few days slp earlier and earlier.. good. normal lifestyle. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114183510607868982?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114183510607868982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114183510607868982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114183510607868982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114183510607868982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/03/another-day-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114175657843552761</id><published>2006-03-08T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T02:38:40.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well, dint blog yesterday. was freaking tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is specially written for &lt;strong&gt;kx aka orangy!&lt;/strong&gt; lol. i simply love jolin! whahahha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 11 this morning. suppose to meet DQ at 10. but lols. he himself also overslpt lar. anw, meet him at 2+. before that make my way down to meet jolin's lover for lunch. im great rite? haha. my master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being pang seh by nia. sucks. still ask me to help her check. damn lazy. she gona pang seh me tmr i guess. anw, lucky gt deqiang accompany. took 852 back. long journey. butt ache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alight a stop b4 my actual stop. wanted to walk abit. how i know. it started to drizzle. then pour. damn sway. asked mom to come and picked me up. if not, my flu will be worsen. well, still alrite with her until we got home. once i step into the house, we started quarelling. sway rite? cant stand her. and her bias-ness. leave home, nagging non stop. reach home, quarelled. what kind of home is this. sick and tired lar. i rather find my father. best. peace maker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, supposed to go msia tmr. but a murderer case jus happen. lols. cancelled. shit. anw, meeting them at imm for dinner. i gona study. study my models of com. sian. thurs start working! woo. been a long time i haven work. love working. got income. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, gona write in letter to hotels. shall stop here. quite tired. sian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus hate life nowadays.. so sicks. conflicts everywhere. all bcos of u. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114175657843552761?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114175657843552761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114175657843552761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114175657843552761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114175657843552761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-well-dint-blog-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114157540661391357</id><published>2006-03-05T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T00:34:37.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sleep late again. guess why? LOL. woke up at around 11+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;all thanks to kx. otherwise i would usually slp till 1+ or 2+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;gona slp early tonite. damn tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;there will be a training session for me at 4pm. wonder how long will it be... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anw, dint do much stuffs today. watch vcds. nap. eat. gosh. cant carry on this kind of lifestyle. i sure put on weight. what the hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;rem i mention abt my pizza feast? had our pizza meal for dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2 regular pans. - hawaiian [all time fav] and seafood pizza i think. dun really like it. im choosy. beside that, we ordered 1 chicken ole and 1 suasage mania i think. hey mus try chicken ole. taste nice. esp with cheeeessssee. lols. im a true cheese lover. 10 drumlets and 4 honey wings. alot rite? shared among 4 of us. ate a mouthful of ole and mania, a slice each of the pizza and 2 drums and 1 honey. gosh. how many calories are there ???? sure start my work out soon. my dogs gona suffer with me. lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;talking abt my puppies, upload videos alr. woo. they are damn freaking cute when they were climbling stairs tgt with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="125" height="50"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YgT1e617iu0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YgT1e617iu0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="125" height="50"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C3QaaI9yEJ0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C3QaaI9yEJ0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="125" height="50"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BwS3FUh1MjA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BwS3FUh1MjA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="25" height="50"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FEKLlrTGTG4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FEKLlrTGTG4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ok. no idea of what to write. cos my brain gg to shut soon.. anw, jus hate ppl whu dunno their limitations or their 'reputation' in places. bhb. cant stand it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ps: kx jiayou lar. damn timid lea. dun stress. happy working! [im not good with words] LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;nites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114157540661391357?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114157540661391357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114157540661391357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114157540661391357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114157540661391357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/03/sleep-late-again.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114149235204921419</id><published>2006-03-05T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T01:12:32.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i think i love to blog at this time. blogging for the day. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anw, so tired today. slpt 6am in the morning. and woke up at 12.45pm by my mother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;slpt aroound 7hrs yet im still tired. a real true pig. but right now, im quite energetic. so i shall not say myself pig. im owl. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok. suppose to meet kx and cheryn 2pm at mrt station. due to SOMEBODY, we managed to meet tgt at around 3pm. rocks huh? this days, i simply love waiting for people. like hell. lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;had my lunch at around 4pm. gosh my stomach kept grumbling. hungry for food. my gastric starts to get worser and worser again. the 'vomit thing' is back again. aft my lunch, i just feel like puking. so unbearable. and the most miserable is i feel like puking out but the food jus stuck there. sometimes, it jus puke bits by bits. making my throat and gastric so miserable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;alrite, dint watch the event today. totally packed with ppl. lazy or shld i say cant squeeze in?? ok. heard from ppl saying that today event sucks. ok. great that i dint not squeeze in and watch. not worth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shared cab tgt with cheryn, wanfong and vivi to mdc. rot there. gossip too. ya. sucks. thats what girls love to do. hahaha. anw, manage to see her then. for awhile. totally dint have to mood actualy. dunno why. mood swing? probably. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anw, took a bus home. bought a packet of fries on my way home. temptation. but, eat a few sticks and pass it to my sis and bro to eat. hahaa. is better than i finish the whole packet rite? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;chat online. being update by my frens abt their lifes. simply miss them. esp the closer ones.. jus hope that even thou we are in the same sch anymore, but jus hope that our frenship still remains. really will miss the secondary times.. that is where i found my true friends. i guess aft moving to the tiertary education, it will be hard to find the true ones around u.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok. gotta go offline. to rest. my gastric is jus feeling upset. hope it gets well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;nites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114149235204921419?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114149235204921419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114149235204921419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114149235204921419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114149235204921419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-think-i-love-to-blog-at-this-time.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114140748319661945</id><published>2006-03-04T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T01:38:03.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;haha. im now a regular blogger. woo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;shit lar. afew days more i will not be blogging again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;for sure. 3mins temperature. lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;alrite didnt went out today. no date. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;stay at home and chat online. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wanted to have bk for lunch. cos its promotion till today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but all of them lazy to buy. so dint bought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;lesser calories! hahaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;den mother said wan to have pizza tonite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but she bought ingredients for tonite dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and so our pizza feast is postpone to sunday. great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my last pizza meal is at clarence's house recently. aft our mahjong session. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aunty's treat. woo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;ok. today was sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;my application to admit for my course is unsuccessful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;my financial business is gone. what the hell. i really regret. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i really hate those express students. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;able to go jc den go jc lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;what for applying for poly and fight place with the na students? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;damn sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;making most of the na students has no way to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;most of my frens has unsuccessful encounter in their posting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;well, im lost. but then aft some encouragement from my friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i learnt to be optimisstic. have to look on the bright side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;well, gotten myself a route to continue my study. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;shatec. thou is expensive, but im interested in hotel management. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hope everything goes  well for me. otherwise i cant take it anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;well, if i passes thru this obstacles, i really mus wake up and get serious with my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;no more playing anymore. i gona be serious for my future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i want to owe a convertible car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i wan to stay in penthouse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i want to be a successful woman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i want to let ppl admire me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;am i thinking too much? hope not. i hope i am not day dreaming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok. tmr there will b a event at j8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;obviously it will be damn freaking pack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;cos the css contestants, the casts in dream chaser will be gg down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;guess there will be lesser KFCs this time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;most of them are gg for star idol event which is held at marina square. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey where are ur devotion? so sad to see that. change of heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;anw, it up to them. cant do anything. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;gona go offline alr. not to slp. but to chat. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;nites. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114140748319661945?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114140748319661945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114140748319661945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114140748319661945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114140748319661945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/03/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114132745125201077</id><published>2006-03-03T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T03:24:11.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;well well well, its 3am right now and i have not turn in yet? im still energetic. oh man. cant understand why these days, i jus loved to stay up late. i wont fall asleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;one example like yesterday, went to conference on the phone together with kx and wenting aft i went offline. we were chatting like there is no tmr? too exaggerating. as usual, wenting jus loves to mumble to herself. time to change phone lar! whaha.. then aft, clarissa came in. didnt know she was added in. i thought kx was acting cute voice. i still imitate. damn sia suay. somemore 1st time talk to clarissa on the phone. lucky she is dumb. whaha. kidding lar. i shld say "chun zhen" slowly, one by one put down. leaving kx and me on the phone. cos all wan to slp except for me. good entertainer. entertain me till 5+ she mus be honour man. =X usually, i wont talk to a person for long on the phone. cos no connection. no topic. sian. force myself to slp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;woke up by kx at 10.43am sharp! 6 missed calls. i picked up at the 7th call. lols. i cant hear my phone ringing.  supposed to meet at 12pm at amk for porridge buffet. but was delay 1 hr later. all bcos of whu? lols..  i walked to the station from my house and im still the earliest to reach. once again, very seldom i wait for ppl. usually, im the late queen. hahha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i must declare that clarissa is a big eater man! lols.. 5 dishes and 2 or 3 bowls of porridge! wonderful! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;went down town. oh suck. something happened lar. not enjoyin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;anw, went to find cindy. misses her like hell. chatted awhile and leave. atmosphere weird? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;having &lt;strong&gt;bad&lt;/strong&gt; stomach cramp. real suck. come at a wrong time. went wisma then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;saw brother, clement wai zhi cheng [lol] at pizza walker. forever working for F&amp;B. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;bth. pain was excruciating. bear all the way till home.  orchard to marina and back to home. sucks sia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and this is how i spend my half a day. kinda a bad late afternoon and evening for me? i think so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;anw, clarify some matters. solved of cos. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;dream chaser have finally showing on channel u! the character that kelly act as, abit dumb lar. lols.. so pure. but was nice. remembered to catch it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;every thursday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;8.30pm,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;12.30am[repeat] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;and friday 4.30pm[repeat] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nice show! 6 and 1/2 hour of dream chaser. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;im gona to catch my show. ai shang zhong jing li. haven been free to watch it. woo. here i come. lols. ok bah. nites everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh ya, i have changed my email. to - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:okee_kian@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;okee_kian@hotmail.com [main&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;] . real sucks. some moron hacked into my account i think. thanks moron. fook u. i hope my old account still can be use. i miss that account. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;0kee.* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114132745125201077?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114132745125201077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114132745125201077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114132745125201077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114132745125201077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/03/well-well-well-its-3am-right-now-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-114123457260049103</id><published>2006-03-02T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T01:36:13.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;oh. its been 3 months i have not touch my blog. hahaha. wonderful. anw, aint sure what to write also. recently kept reading ppl's blog and i suddenly have the urge to write my own blog lar. oh man what a cat rite? hahaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;well, quite a no. of things happened in this 3 short months. getting my o level result. hais. shant talk abt it. im feeling depressed whenever i thot abt it or when ppl ask abt my results. sick. why is there comparison?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;f**k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ok. im happy to say that cheryl and me were alrite alr. we smsed. well, i apologised to her. my fault tho. hee. really felt great that we are back to normal. even not as close as last time, we dint do the usual things like talking the phone frequently,  gg out.. craps.. kbox.. these things actually wouldnt end if not bcos of me. anw, we start over our friendship again. hope as time pass by, we will resume back to normal. and i will treasure this friendship more.. i promise.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok. of cos. if there is a successful friendship happen on me, there will be an unsuccessful one happen on me as well. i was being get rid of at the starting of the month. damn freak. sick of it. want to know the reason? well, i dowan to tell. sucks like hell. anw, past alr. shall not be piss over it. im satisfied with my life now. cos i know, there will be retribution on someone. yea, im mean.. im sucks. lols.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;this year, i also enjoyed my new year, my valentine day. new year was still alrite lar. cos i found out some stuffs. anw, had a talk with him. its fine now. i hope u will give happiness to us, esp her. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and whu says valentine's day need to celebrate with ur lover? cant celebrate with friends? haha. well, kelly launched her album on the 14th of feb.  got both version of her album. but i got 3 albums in total. how is the 3rd one come abt, shall not say out. let it stay mysterious!!! lols.. anw, had a wonderful nite. thanks to u. :))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i love march. do u know why? im gg to cruise together with my friends for the 1st time! woo. the feeling is undescribable! but, some nuisance tag along. suck. its ok. i will enjoy myself! whahaa. father, hope u let me go, sponsor me go. i will take it as my birthday present. and yes! my birthday is on this month. whahhaa. dunno what to get for me? check out my wishlist then. but expensive. LOL. no lar. what matter is the thought and the sincerity. hee. dun give me soft toys like teddy bear all these. i dreaddddd it! LOL.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ok shall end this post le. im gg to entertain my friend. whaha. bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh ya! im left with two puppies.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;female is called - baobei. lols.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;male is called - lucky. lucky lucky luck! lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-114123457260049103?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/114123457260049103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=114123457260049103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114123457260049103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/114123457260049103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-113623359813210345</id><published>2006-01-03T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T04:26:38.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;weee. its time for me to finally blog. havent been blogging for such a long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;alrite, i shall deny im plain lazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;quite silly of me. i promise myself to blog everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;empty promises~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;well, its a new 2006. i jus hope everything will went smoothly for this new beginning of year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i read the zodiac thingy on one of my mail. its says dragon clashes with dunno what this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;simplified, its aint a good year for me :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;shall be optimisstic then. lets hope everything bad will turn the opposite way for me. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;2005 had passed so fast. especially. why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i think its the busy year for us and others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;attending sch, taking mock exams, celebrating ppl bdays,  prelims, revisings, and o level&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;and also chasing my all times favourite idol - kelly! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;its really damn fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i shall annouce that this year is memorable year for me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;first time taking o level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;first time chasing idol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;first time quarelling with my best buddy for such a long time.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;first time going to KL trip with such a big grp of ppl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;first time attending the netball farewell assembly as guest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so many 1st times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;hais. thinking back everything, there are happy memories as well as sad memories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;friends change around me. well i shall not blame her thou. who dun change after finding a partner for urself? i have encountered that before. im the 'assasin' she is the victim. the feeling is jus incorrigible. what can i do? is this a retribution for me? if yes, i take it on. oh well, i definitely will not let this friendship gona to end so soon. i shall wait when the times is up and then everything gona recover. like what we promises each other, u will be my bridesmaid and i will be urs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and also another one. well, i had this little crush on this guy. when things abt to work out well, there is a sudden change. hais. i jus hate ppl making empty promises. forget it. maybe its destinated. fated.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok lets drop my sad memories of 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;here is come with my happy memories of 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;well its none other then relating to kelly poon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i recalled started chasing her after she ended her finals. my 1st chase tgt with grace. a fruitful one! haha. i mus say that im really fortunate one. im able to get close to her after a few times of seeing her. my efforts, have been paid off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;my memories - when shooting an advertisment with her in mdc. had a long chat. that was my 1st proper chat with her.  next, it will be in the toilet. its jus me and her. thou it is a short period, but im satisfied.  next,  its at the kfc chalet. the KFCs chatted wit her for 3 hours. its counted as my longest chat with her. really fun. and thats where i got my name - ABC and also bcos of the chalet, i get to come closer with 2 girls. crappy one. lols.  well, i will also never forget this. on the 23rd of nov at 11.50pm. this nite is the most memorable one! forever treasure it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lastly, its the most fruitful one to end 2005 and a refreshing one to welcome 2006 memory! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we were the only fans chasing aft the bus which the curtain was open. messages being exchanged. why was it a refreshing one to welcome 2006. WELL, she shouted "HAPPY NEW YEAR" from the stage to the 5 of us. JUST the 5 of us.  imagine, how wonderful the feeling is. well, to normal person, its jus chicken lar. but to a hardcore kelly fans, it is a WOAH! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;alrite, im stating all these is not trying to show off or what. i jus putting here to set as a memory for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my resolution for 2006 is of cos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;.wanting to get a good result for my o level. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;.attedning my wanted course in my aiming polys, SP or NP. Courses are : business or aerospace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;worst come to worst, shatec - tourism industry.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;.of course, still chasing kelly with some siao siao frens. lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;.leaves memories for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;.a better shape me. - slim me down! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;.a turn over of our friendship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;.a wonderful year for my family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;- hope my father's business would turn better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; - hope my mother's stock will rise. and then she is able to get back her $! lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; - better financial for me of course! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;.a better life for everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;this is such a long post. cool. hope everyone has a wonderful 2006! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;shall turn in soon. its  4.22am. its time for me to enter my dream land.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-113623359813210345?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/113623359813210345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=113623359813210345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/113623359813210345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/113623359813210345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2006/01/weee.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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-6760853.post-113074094298774188</id><published>2005-10-31T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T14:42:22.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my memories... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;24.09.05 - t.b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;14.10.05 - mdc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;26.10.05 - mdc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;woo~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760853-113074094298774188?l=real-moments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/feeds/113074094298774188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6760853&amp;postID=113074094298774188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/113074094298774188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6760853/posts/default/113074094298774188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-moments.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-memories.html' title=''/><author><name>yanAhyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587351685697945926</uri><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>
