<?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-3554110798732347706</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:46:21.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>myStoryLife</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-6907752808388418686</id><published>2009-05-17T21:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:03:31.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mending a broken heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/ShFcShs6jrI/AAAAAAAAAJo/WdfG-aoTQ90/s1600-h/22062007098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/ShFcShs6jrI/AAAAAAAAAJo/WdfG-aoTQ90/s320/22062007098.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337148506764906162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? why? why? Why is this happening to me? Perhaps she isn't my miss right... :( Mending a broken heart by exercising, eating and anything that kept me occupied... Been rejected because of she is inferior than me. She told me that she isn't that good as I can imagine. But I was confused why all this stuffs happened now and not any sooner? Perhaps she is cheating on me... Focused on my work instead of all this troubled issues. I'm still waiting for my case to be over. When will it be over? It's been 2 months. I found out that there is one case where my superior is involved and the case is like over in less than a month. It might be a different case. To me, I find that it's unfair lol. Been saving money for my driving license. Hoping to get my license soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-6907752808388418686?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/6907752808388418686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/6907752808388418686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2009/05/mending-broken-heart.html' title='Mending a broken heart...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/ShFcShs6jrI/AAAAAAAAAJo/WdfG-aoTQ90/s72-c/22062007098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-1284191500148756914</id><published>2009-03-19T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:29:48.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/ScJWEiwsvAI/AAAAAAAAAJg/zGBFPgZLaUI/s1600-h/u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 101px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/ScJWEiwsvAI/AAAAAAAAAJg/zGBFPgZLaUI/s320/u.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314905146301135874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since i had last updated my blog. To sum up everything during these past months, it been a "sway" period for me. Things not going smoothly for me. I can't imagine that I will ever be accused of something which I didn't done at all. Currently I'm "under investigation". The problem - someone had stolen something which is entitled to the person from a person. And I'm the accused... It like wth... I been through this horrible stage of my life. Without anyone by my side to care and concern me, I can only depend on myself to overcome it. Either through sports like gyming, exercising or go out with friends. But the sad news is I'm being forced to admit the mistake which I have not done. If not I forever will never move on from here meaning my career will stuck here. God please have some pity on me. Bless me with mighty powers and luck to overcome this obstacle. ;) Lastly I have finally moved on, I had finally confessed my love for her. I bought her a diamond necklace from Citigems. She liked it very much. But she didn't tell me her reply. I will prove to her I be the right one for her. Hopefully... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-1284191500148756914?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/1284191500148756914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/1284191500148756914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-to-update.html' title='Time to update!'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/ScJWEiwsvAI/AAAAAAAAAJg/zGBFPgZLaUI/s72-c/u.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-9091279192606285338</id><published>2009-01-23T11:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:54:47.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya... Finally CNY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SXk_CKfZ1AI/AAAAAAAAAJI/niExQVpp4Tg/s1600-h/g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 111px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SXk_CKfZ1AI/AAAAAAAAAJI/niExQVpp4Tg/s320/g.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294332143359087618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow quite sometimes I been working and had no time for my leisure time. Finally yesterday was my vacation leave to CNY. Shiok. haha. Same schedule as per normal. Woke up in the morning for my healthy breakfast, followed by gym workout in California fitness then went shopping and later movie. Sian no girlfriend is like that one. I been wondering how come I has no girlfriend. Perhaps god want me to know more gals before settle down or wait for the right gal at the right moment? I don't know... I leave everything to fate and chemistry. I don't go for looks but characters of a person. I been courting a gal since my poly days but sadly this gal doesn't want to be in a relationship. Maybe I'm not good looking enough. ;) About my work, I enjoyed working with my team. I learned alot from them, they taught me everything that I needed to know. But... There is always a black sheep. This person likes to back stab people and push work to others( I called this tai chi). Luckily my relationship with the rest not bad and managed to endure and turned the situation around. I hoped I can work in peace and succeed in everything I do. May god bless me. Yesterday after I done my workout in orchard California fitness, I went to the sauna room. Sian it seems to me that I attracted more guys than gals. This particular guy blink at me then followed by another guy seems to like to see my undergarment. I immediately confront the guy who peeked at me. He said sorry and left the room. OMG. Shit thing like this happened to me all the times except for the peeking case. Actually there is a point of time where I thought I'm bisexual but I'm not. Luckily I found out that I was just been paranoid. I don't blame or dislike them but please respect other's privacy. Lastly enjoyed your CNY. May all your wishes came true and succeed in everything you do. Happy Chinese New Year... To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-9091279192606285338?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/9091279192606285338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/9091279192606285338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2009/01/ya-finally-cny.html' title='Ya... Finally CNY...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SXk_CKfZ1AI/AAAAAAAAAJI/niExQVpp4Tg/s72-c/g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-2777476536813522923</id><published>2008-12-01T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:52:15.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my God...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/STPZSF-0pBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/42qliZrHVbc/s1600-h/Image1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/STPZSF-0pBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/42qliZrHVbc/s320/Image1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274798493447529490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG... The number of HIV cases in Singapore is likely to hit record levels in 2008 as more go for tests to detect the virus, the government said. Since this year, it is an offence for people who know they are infected with the virus not to inform their partners of their status before engaging in sexual intercourse. Human immunodeficiency virus (HIV) causes AIDS, which breaks down the body's immune system, leaving an infected individual vulnerable to a range of diseases. AIDS has no known cure. Those are the f**king irresponsible people who just want more to be like them. Assholes. Word of advice - prevention is better than cure. Maybe that why I'm still single(&lt;em&gt;scared&lt;/em&gt;). hehe. I just can't find my &lt;em&gt;Miss Right&lt;/em&gt; at the moment. Hopfully god answer my prayers. Recently, I just went for a haircut. The barber cut my hair wrongly. Oh my. Now I'm offically botak. Compare with last time haircut, I wonder will I still be the same? Will people judge me by my appearance?;) I being posted to another office area, started to work today but tommorrow will be my actual first day. Today I attended a briefing by my superiors and we were told what will be expected from us. Wow. Stress sia. Hope that I'll be able to make it through with unexpectable results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-2777476536813522923?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/2777476536813522923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/2777476536813522923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-my-god.html' title='Oh my God...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/STPZSF-0pBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/42qliZrHVbc/s72-c/Image1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-7951992471124967359</id><published>2008-10-15T19:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:12:25.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of ethics is this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SPXrw75NbVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OQML2ehGMoY/s1600-h/ethic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SPXrw75NbVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OQML2ehGMoY/s320/ethic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257367365968817490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if I'm at my motherland, Singapore. I don't seem to feel any good ethics around me. Is the world crazy already or am I paranoid? Oh my gosh... Recently I saw people talking to the air, people talking to someone who even they don't know. What wrong with these people? God bless everyone hopefully. Ye my birthday coming soon, will &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; be celebrating with me? I don't know. Hopefully. As long as &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; celebrate with me, I don't mind what present &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; give me. Soon I be finishing my on the job training, although my future look bright for me, I'm not certain if this is the career I wanted. Friends, buddies and family members encourage me to give it a try before giving my own verdict. I will give it my best shot regardless what happened. Hope that lady luck is always with me. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-7951992471124967359?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/7951992471124967359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/7951992471124967359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-kind-of-ethics-is-this.html' title='What kind of ethics is this?'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SPXrw75NbVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OQML2ehGMoY/s72-c/ethic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-7765614514749295173</id><published>2008-09-13T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:05:13.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experience the journey at...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SMz9mpmHhwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_rcR1FxsaFw/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SMz9mpmHhwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_rcR1FxsaFw/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245846506422372098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volunteer myself for the yellow ribbon project definitely learnt something. The event is at Marina Square, Central Atrium. The event is called Crossroads. It is an experiental exhibition showcasing three life stories of ex-offenders. The aim is to allow community to gain insight of what ex-offenders is experiencing and the issues they faced and to gain community support once they are out of prison. Even though I was &lt;em&gt;injured&lt;/em&gt;, I still went to help out. For me I believe that life isn't that harsh, keep on walking even though you faced some obstacles/problems, this isn't the end of your path. As long as you don't give up hope on urself, you will find an alternate route in life. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-7765614514749295173?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/7765614514749295173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/7765614514749295173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/09/experience-journey-at.html' title='Experience the journey at...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SMz9mpmHhwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_rcR1FxsaFw/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-909145440942053171</id><published>2008-08-30T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T13:20:47.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voluntary Work...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjYc9Sx4JI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Zziq1QdIooc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjYc9Sx4JI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Zziq1QdIooc/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240176158446837906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went for volunteer work for Yellow Ribbon Project. A group of colleagues together volunteered our previous time for this campaign. We strongly believe that ex-convicts deserve a chance to get back to the society. We are raising funds through flag day. In the process, of course most of us got rejected but our efforts and determination paid off at the end of the day. We met various people of all walk of life. I remembered a incident that made us burst into laughter, I approached a lady for donation and she told me that she don't understand english in english. LOL. Really make my day.;) We aren't sure how much we raised in the end but hope that it does helped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-909145440942053171?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/909145440942053171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/909145440942053171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/08/voluntary-work.html' title='Voluntary Work...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjYc9Sx4JI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Zziq1QdIooc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-7576405872635013783</id><published>2008-08-16T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T18:53:13.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>有些人口不饶人 却忘了瞧瞧自己 又有什么资格...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SKaxag0vVmI/AAAAAAAAAFs/WuPel5okR1o/s1600-h/466316037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SKaxag0vVmI/AAAAAAAAAFs/WuPel5okR1o/s320/466316037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235066685910636130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow what a tiring and demanding week... Work load seem to be ok on the surface but the demand is quite high. My colleagues and I went for "IT Training" under orders from our supervisors. Training is damn tedious and tiring. The trainers seem to be one of a kind, out to "KO" us. They asked us questions that don't seem to relate to the topic and strangely they seem to know what we are thinking. Perhaps through our facial expressions. Damn it. It is a torture to be there and it make us look like a fool. Bloody hell. Yeah the week had finally passed, sian still got several weeks there. Not to mention examinations after examinations. Oh my... hopefully I'll make it through, I hope so. Yeah my bro is finally enlisted to NS. He seems to be worried about NS but after my precious advice and talking, he seem to be a bit less anxious and nervous. Everyone has to go through this phrase. I hope he take it as a learning approach toward life. Looking forward to a better tommorrow. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-7576405872635013783?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/7576405872635013783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/7576405872635013783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='有些人口不饶人 却忘了瞧瞧自己 又有什么资格...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SKaxag0vVmI/AAAAAAAAAFs/WuPel5okR1o/s72-c/466316037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-5071938600819022463</id><published>2008-07-19T15:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T15:44:23.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving On...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SIGa8Kz8YwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/InF65EIhoVc/s1600-h/c1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SIGa8Kz8YwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/InF65EIhoVc/s320/c1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224627401211536130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could go back to the past and don't make those mistakes that I had made. Reality is really hard to accept. It hitted me really hard when I'm unnoticed. This week just passed by me just like that, work seemed to be a bit tense and hard to cope. I managed to take a breather somehow. How I wish to learn everything by heart from my seniors/management. Human is always "sell fish"(selfish), always poke into other's business, back stab other people. And worse of all, I always met this kind of people. Really "sway". That is why I don't really associate much with my colleagues. I just hoped that I could meet better character people in the future. My bro is recovering really fast from his illness. I'm glad God/Deity/Buddha answer my prayers. I really can't talk any sense into his head regarding his involvement in his cell group. Nevertheless we managed to talk smoothly without any quarrels/problems. I will continue jiayou regardless of work loads and stress/pressure. Po Bi(bless) me God/Deity/Buddha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-5071938600819022463?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/5071938600819022463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/5071938600819022463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/07/moving-on.html' title='Moving On...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SIGa8Kz8YwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/InF65EIhoVc/s72-c/c1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-7981699992030416564</id><published>2008-06-22T20:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:33:59.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick sick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SF5UQ1Oa9LI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/a0s3tejH1Gw/s1600-h/cough.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SF5UQ1Oa9LI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/a0s3tejH1Gw/s320/cough.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214698066683819186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What went wrong with me? keep coughing and non stop. Seen doctor so many times le still haven recover fully. Doctor ensure me that is because of environmental issues and maybe pressure or stress that result it. Luckily can claim a bit from company. I wonder those clinic that participate in this, do they have any restriction? Like medicine constraint, example like slight expensive medicine they won't cather for employee. Maybe that the reason I didn't recover fully. haha. Well where is the welfare for staffs then? Company should spend their budget wisely especially to staff's welfare. Which company will want their employee to be sick oftenly? If employee can't perform who is at the losing end? It has come to my attention that nowadays people are getting horrible. When they cough, they don't cover their mouth, let the germs into the air. uneducated scumbag. How I wish that I can go up to their face and give them a good scolding. luckily they know how to pick time as I'm alighting soon after that. lol. What wrong with these people? make everyone sick their objective? Please do some soul searching...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-7981699992030416564?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/7981699992030416564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/7981699992030416564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/06/sick-sick.html' title='Sick sick...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SF5UQ1Oa9LI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/a0s3tejH1Gw/s72-c/cough.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-8474962823182977864</id><published>2008-05-19T20:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:55:33.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly world...</title><content type='html'>Today is Vesak Day. I and my mum went to nearby temple to pray. It was very crowded. We done our part by donating to the fund for rebuilding/aid to the massive quake that struck china's southwest. We had vegetarian meals which also go into the proceeds. We were heading to the control station. As we were rushing for the train, infront there is this family blocking us even though we say excuse me, they don't let us pass. What I find it unacceptable is the mother of the family say don't let them pass. I utter a few vulgarities at her. Really fuck up family spoilt our mood. I know I also at fault but I am very pissed off by her that moment. After that this whole family were facing down like they are embarrassed, luckily we managed to get on the train. One thing I don't like is when you do wrong things, you admit it and not the other way you don't dare to face it. I find people nowadays like to manipulate people. Everyone is a unique individual, should have a mind of their own and not follow the minds of others. One must have strong mentality to resist from all negative thoughts and influences. Bless everyone live healthy and free from all negative thoughts/influences. One thing I want to make it clear that I'm currently a free thinker, still deciding which religion to adopt as my faith. Please don't be mistaken by that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-8474962823182977864?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/8474962823182977864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/8474962823182977864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/05/ugly-world.html' title='Ugly world...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-2329310446093080546</id><published>2008-05-11T16:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T16:38:19.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sense Of Achievement...</title><content type='html'>Finally... I have started working. I managed to endure and learn at the same time during this week. Although it's not up to my expectation in the sense of my performance but I'm satisfied with my overall performance. I told myself I will learn the ropes asap. Afterall I'm a "new bird". haha. Overall my working environment is quite good. Superiors and staffs are very helpful and kind. I personally find that I will learn alot from this job. Stuffs like anger management, social skill , communication skill, etc. I will keep on jiayou. I hope the management will continue to show it's support towards me. Can't wait to start work next week. :) I also learnt something in life if you want respect from people, you must first respect them. Valuable lesson indeed. I keep that in mind. I'll try my very best to reach to my goals.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-2329310446093080546?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/2329310446093080546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/2329310446093080546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/05/sense-of-achievement.html' title='Sense Of Achievement...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-1508933577285159022</id><published>2008-05-06T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T22:13:07.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally first day at work...</title><content type='html'>Today is the date I reported to work and I can't wait to start work sooner. I'm still trying my best to adapt to the working timing given. Lol. Since the past few months/weeks being sleeping late, my eye bags getting darker. Somemore, I'm of fair complexion, I wonder if they still mind/see "first impression counts"? Today seems fine with me. But I wasn't quite pleased with another blood test needed to be taken for Hepatitis B. Supposely the previous one should test for both, HIV/AIDS and Hepatitis B. Made me wonder is it they are inefficient or they want to make more. Sian actually thought of resting at home but I still got so many things to unpacked and packed for tommorrow actual working day. I managed to catch a nap. Feeling better until... Quarrel again with my dad. I don't know if he is trying to create quarrel or what. Here is what happened... I was cutting my fingernails until he say to me at a rather fierce tone that I told you before not to cut your fingernails during night. I was already f**king pissed off by him. I told him off. I don't believe in all this shit stuff, I'm not superstition. I don't think I'm in the wrong. I don't want to talk about him at the moment, it will only make things worse. My brother finally feeling better and have decided to withdraw from the course. He prepared to go into ns first which is good but he seems to idle around all the time. Sometimes, I don't know whether to believe whatever he says. I find that he is acting out one. Nevertheless I hope that he after ns will be mature and think for his future. Needless to say I will for sure help him if he need help. That what brothers for! There is no overnight hatred. Up to now I still don't understand why my second brother still angry with the family. I seriously hope that he wised up and don't give this family problems. I can hardly talk to him, as he only answer me yes and no only no matter what questions I asked him. I really is a failure as a elder bro but I'll keep on trying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-1508933577285159022?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/1508933577285159022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/1508933577285159022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally-first-day-at-work.html' title='Finally first day at work...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-5159347511249214976</id><published>2008-05-04T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T21:43:06.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympic torch route...</title><content type='html'>I was quite surprised that Singapore isn't included in the route. How come? Take a look at the planned route. &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://torchrelay.beijing2008.cn/en/journey/map/' target='_blank'&gt; Olympic Torch Route&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Yesterday, I went for my personal training at california fitness. OMG. I shouldn't had went there. There so many gays around. They look at me like one kind as if they never saw a man before. WTH! Make me lost focus on what I'm suppose to train on. WTF these people doing! Nevertheless I trained for 2 hours straight. Sian lol where are there so many gays? Where the gals? All become lesbian? haha. You can give them all sorts of excuses or reasons to become one. But to me, it's disgusting. Is it sort of related to the foods they eat cos nowadays so many artificial/Organics foods around and scientists prove that it might be a reason. Even animals are becoming like that. Is it a sign? Or what? I don't know. Perhaps a change of generation? Where all of us can fly? haha. Only God knows. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-5159347511249214976?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/5159347511249214976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/5159347511249214976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/05/olympic-torch-route.html' title='Olympic torch route...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-3405474157926613569</id><published>2008-05-03T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T12:37:19.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which blood type are u?</title><content type='html'>Tell me which blood type are you? Quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SBvo0SlbuSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/BMsxXrmzWKI/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SBvo0SlbuSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/BMsxXrmzWKI/s400/1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196002580141685026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SBvpGClbuTI/AAAAAAAAAEo/a3k7g12bhTI/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SBvpGClbuTI/AAAAAAAAAEo/a3k7g12bhTI/s400/2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196002885084363058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SBvqBClbuVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/3Fvb_zUhjNQ/s1600-h/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SBvqBClbuVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/3Fvb_zUhjNQ/s400/5.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196003898696644946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SBvqdClbuWI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HPjhnzgDaf4/s1600-h/6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SBvqdClbuWI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HPjhnzgDaf4/s400/6.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196004379732982114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SBvq6SlbuXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nBAB-psQYNc/s1600-h/7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SBvq6SlbuXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nBAB-psQYNc/s400/7.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196004882244155762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Quite funny. But how real is this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-3405474157926613569?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/3405474157926613569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/3405474157926613569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/05/which-blood-type-are-u.html' title='Which blood type are u?'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SBvo0SlbuSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/BMsxXrmzWKI/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-5066839285319578787</id><published>2008-05-01T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T22:34:09.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Packs Of Lies...</title><content type='html'>Just this week, I got a surprise sms from her(ex). Pleading me to message her some jokes. After I sent her some chinese jokes and also sms her whether she understand them. Obviously I knew that she under stress or having some problems, I pretended I didn't know so I asked her about it. She told me that she had problems with her work, family. I also asked her whether if she still outside and if she needs a person to talk about. She thanked me for my care and concern and told me that she regretted to part with me. Seriously, I felt that she needed me that day but there is something between us like a obstacle or what. I did what I could as a friend. Just recently this week, my mum told me that she saw her with another guy. I wondered if is the same guy. At the same time, I felt I was like being "played" by her. This video/song really express my feelings right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/212009/eamon_dont_want_you_back.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size = 1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/212009/eamon_dont_want_you_back/"&gt;Eamon - Don't Want You Back&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;Free videos are just a click away&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-5066839285319578787?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/5066839285319578787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/5066839285319578787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/04/packs-of-lies.html' title='Packs Of Lies...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-5556156599019626863</id><published>2008-04-29T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T11:18:31.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Special...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SBU9iClbuQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/j7_UTBXyx30/s1600-h/123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SBU9iClbuQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/j7_UTBXyx30/s320/123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194125400260458754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday me and my family went to marina square for dinner and shopping. We passed by a japanese pasta restaurant, we stopped for a meal. Wow the menu seemed so attractive but when the foods came is different from what we saw. haha. Not bad la but I think I order the wrong foods. haha. My bro's foods so nice lol. OMG shit I should have ordered normal pasta instead of soup pasta. Can't be help cos the picture so drooling nice. Marina square seemed to change alot. But not much things to shop about. Nowadays the ticket seems so expensive lol. It seems to me that VCD/DVDs seems cheaper than a pair of tickets. Let not talk about pirated VCD/DVDs, it's definitely cheaper. But let give the people/actors/actress who made the movie a credit. They deserve it more than anyone else. Support Original than pirated. Don't kill Creativity. After a few strolls, we went back home by public transport. Home sweet home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-5556156599019626863?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/5556156599019626863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/5556156599019626863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/04/nothing-special.html' title='Nothing Special...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SBU9iClbuQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/j7_UTBXyx30/s72-c/123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-1550609766723544775</id><published>2008-04-26T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T10:25:44.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why "Good Things" always end so fast and quick?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ba7lNTuPPXQ&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ba7lNTuPPXQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;After the breakup, things started to slow down alot. Everything I do, I felt I was alone. Watch movie, eat my meals and going out even though I was with my friends/family. Come to think of it, we started only half a month after we know each other. I not 100% percent sure she is truth to me but I'm almost 100% percent sure I'm real to her. Our love is foolish/silly but was remembrance one. Tragedy happened, I saw her with another guy. I don't want to comment anything about her. Reality is real, I got to face it. Even MSN I see her nick - Money, Work, Office Politics, Study, Driving, Family, Love.... I'm so occupied!. The word "Love" appeared so fast after we broke off 3 to 4 weeks ago. I get to see the real her when breakup. I was thinking perhaps she isn't the one. Though she treat me like that, I still hope she find what she want. All the best. Even though I have only 4 to 5 gfs, I still liked the first one. I missed her. We didn't keep contact since we breakup. We were both naive, our love is true. I can feel her love for me. Is just that I felt I'm not good enough for her so I left her. We lived in the same area but I moved out of there due to some reasons. And when you are "sway", you really is "sway" to the max, I lost her contact number, maybe this is fate. God wants me to know more before making my choice? maybe. Now that I'm better off, I hope I can meet her just one more time to fulfill my wish. I hoped she is single.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-1550609766723544775?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/1550609766723544775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/1550609766723544775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-good-things-always-end-so-fast-and.html' title='Why &quot;Good Things&quot; always end so fast and quick?'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-138726331194484894</id><published>2008-04-23T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T16:49:33.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortunate or Disaster?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SA3pyClbuPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vxfT3bWkKKI/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SA3pyClbuPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vxfT3bWkKKI/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192062991324657906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy for my &lt;em&gt;ex&lt;/em&gt; for finding what she wants in her life. But at the same time, I was thinking wow so fast find another one already. Nevertheless I still wish her all the best. I will always remember the happy days we had together. Even though it is a short period but it is remembrance for both of us I supposed. These few days, I was feeling quite surprised when people around me started to notice me in a way like seeing some big shots. haha. I can't be bothered cos maybe they saw the wrong person or the person behind me they are seeing. haha. I had a encounter with a group of students believed to be from SP. They were saying about me from head to toe, like how I dress and don't believe I could be on TV. I pretended that I didn't heard anything. Now here what I want to &lt;strong&gt;say&lt;/strong&gt; - How I dress is &lt;strong&gt;none of your business &lt;/strong&gt;and whether I go on TV or not is &lt;strong&gt;not decided by you&lt;/strong&gt; as well. If you think that you are &lt;strong&gt;better&lt;/strong&gt; than me, &lt;strong&gt;prove it&lt;/strong&gt;. Do you even have the &lt;strong&gt;guts&lt;/strong&gt; to appear on TV? I was being sabotage, you think I want to appear on TV? For what? Too many people/supporters voted for me. Thanks you all for your support. I may not have any talents but I work very hard to achieve what I want in life. What you saw on TV is edited, for god sake please use your brain to think. I just wanted out. :)&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xPYnLPBKyB0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xPYnLPBKyB0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/3554110798732347706-138726331194484894?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/138726331194484894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/138726331194484894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/04/fortunate-or-disaster.html' title='Fortunate or Disaster?'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SA3pyClbuPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vxfT3bWkKKI/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-1460145266602478251</id><published>2008-04-20T09:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T10:12:13.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life indeed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SAntPJaD5yI/AAAAAAAAAEA/nnf3ZLlJuPI/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SAntPJaD5yI/AAAAAAAAAEA/nnf3ZLlJuPI/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190940890000254754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today early morning I enjoyed KTV session with my two gal friends at party world. I didn't know that fri and sat only one drink for each customer. Sian lol by the time we sing just about to high, our drink was almost empty. Quite fun with them. By the time we were going home, it's started to rain. Sian no where to go liao lol but home sweet home. Afternoon time, I and my mum brought my small bro to see doctor. He was also depressed at the same time regarding whether he can cope with his study as all his modules need to achieve at least 70% then will be consider pass. This isn't the first time he is like that. My second bro can't be bothered with him already. Worse still got father like don't have like that. My father been ignoring his sons whenever if they sick or do something badly. I don't want to comment anything right now. I just hoped that he be better soon. And I very fed up about my bro's church friends keep msg and call him to come for service / cell group. Look my bro msg u all that he can't go because he is sick. I don't know if they can understand simple english. I accidentally saw a msg of his friend saying jason which is my bro, I have reserved a seat for you. You know what today the who who is coming, she is a healing pastor. You be feeling better if you believe. I was super angry with them. If people think that way, then why we need doctors/psychologists around? If there are healing pastors then will the world be still the same? No offence but it is totally irrelevant. Has anyone witness a person who is badly in shape being healed by a pastor? I believe in god but life is all about sufferings before paradise. If god heal the person, will this person ever learn anything through his or her life? Believing in God and do good is in enough already. Do what you can and not what you can't. I hate those who used god name to do good but in fact is for their own good. God will punished them for sure. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-1460145266602478251?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/1460145266602478251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/1460145266602478251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-indeed.html' title='Life indeed...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SAntPJaD5yI/AAAAAAAAAEA/nnf3ZLlJuPI/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-2221850955257742437</id><published>2008-04-18T08:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T17:59:54.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good or bad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SAcfg66buoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/r66uQj5PCVY/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SAcfg66buoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/r66uQj5PCVY/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190151745998404226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deep&lt;/strong&gt; inside my &lt;em&gt;heart/mind&lt;/em&gt;, I have so many matters to think about. I don't normally speak to my friends or family. It's not personal but I think I could handle on my own. Life is full of obstacles and you can't always depend on others to solve your problem. This is what I think. I come from a big family with my two brothers, parents and grandmother. I don't think big family is always good. Look at my family, parents are working outside, two brothers are studying and a grandmother to look after. There is hardly any communication among us. Sometimes need to discuss some issues with my parents also can't find appropriate time to speak to them. I'm jealous of those who born rich and they have everything they can have. I'm not saying that my family background is bad or I despise my family. I'm very content with whatever I have right now. My parents done their part by sending us for education and never let us go on hunger and most important a home for us. But sometimes I wish that they can talk to us often to find out what we are doing. Sometimes I'm very angry with them with their reasoning. It's seem so not logical to me. In moment of frustration, I talk back to them saying that if you don't have the capability, don't born so many childs. Sometimes, I agree with my point. My reasoning - Nowadays standard of living so high, GST soon or later go to 15% lol hope not, if you have a child, not only you have to feed him/her, give him/her shelter and education, you also must care for him/her. Why I say this is very critical? Because when parents care for their childs well enough, you won't see them doing bad things outside or learn astray. I understand this is also not 100% guarantee will work. But nevertheless try it cos it don't incur much. :) I can't wait to start work soon. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-2221850955257742437?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/2221850955257742437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/2221850955257742437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-or-bad.html' title='Good or bad?'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SAcfg66buoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/r66uQj5PCVY/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-1837476722049983233</id><published>2008-04-17T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T18:49:30.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing School...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SAXZXq6bunI/AAAAAAAAADw/Zp7M2lzget4/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SAXZXq6bunI/AAAAAAAAADw/Zp7M2lzget4/s320/12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189793146293959282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been weeks or even months since I have went back school. I miss my classmates and lecturers even though they don't miss me. haha. Kind of missing them. Oh my. What I mean is life seem so boring these few weeks/months. I seem to have no standard routine to follow. Even though quite free. What I been doing is sending my resume and CV to various companies that I'm interested in, waiting for reply and going for interview. I'm considered quite lucky to be called up for most of the position I apply. Thanks God I found a stable job I hope. :) It's a gov job with bond. I find this job meaningful as it also include counselling and "uphold justice". Nowadays Terrorism is almost everywhere, we don't even know if the person next to us is one. Singapore need to tide up it's security measures. The Mas Selamat case is still a question mark for most Singaporeans. How does he escape is the main question. Singapore authorities have yet to answer to the public. Or did them? It may cause unrest and discontent in Singapore. I hope Singapore will tide up it's security measures asap. The public also must do it's part too. Together we can make Singapore a green and safe country to live in. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-1837476722049983233?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/1837476722049983233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/1837476722049983233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/04/missing-school.html' title='Missing School...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SAXZXq6bunI/AAAAAAAAADw/Zp7M2lzget4/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-1879672785120287232</id><published>2008-04-12T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T21:05:03.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality? Or Not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/R_9h-Uud1aI/AAAAAAAAADo/-lQ26zHS-ck/s1600-h/prison_image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/R_9h-Uud1aI/AAAAAAAAADo/-lQ26zHS-ck/s320/prison_image004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187973019097486754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was having fun at orchard party world. The bubble tea damn sweet lol, almost wanted me and my friends to kana diabetes. Customer service also not up to standard. Somemore still expensive lol. Sian take it as lesson learnt. I met this guy on my way out. He was trying to talk to us about ex-convicts hard to get jobs in the society nowadays. Me and my friend talk with him for awhile. We found out that actually he is a ex-convict himself and can't find any proper jobs as he was still serving the nation. He also have mental problems and a family to feed. To our surprise, he is married. He seems quite young. I believe in giving the ex-convicts a second chance. Have anyone think why they want to go back their old ways? It's because they can't find a job. I roughly guess he work for some network marketing company. Nevertheless I bought a pen from him. The only items he sell. Strange right? After we finished talking with him, we went for supper. He was quite weird to follow us at the back until we turned our back. We wasn't scared at all, perhaps he just want to see what we are doing? or maybe not. We don't care a damn. What I'm trying to make my point is all this time we heard government ask private sectors to hire them, why not they themselves? Is it too hard to forgive and forget their past? Who the hell in this world never do things wrongly? There is no saints or fairies in this world not either you or me. Why not give them a second chance? How you know they won't changed? I don't deny that there is a slight possibility they might make mistakes or offends again. But why don't we look at the bright side again? Everyone has a family to feed and they too. Somemore nowadays everything increased except pay and bonuses. How to survive? Give them a breathing space, I'm sure they will appreciate it. Government please give us a breathing space too, how Singaporeans survive when everything increase? Please make amends to our pays and taxes schemes. Don't you find that there are lesser Singaporeans nowadays? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-1879672785120287232?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/1879672785120287232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/1879672785120287232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/04/reality-or-not.html' title='Reality? Or Not?'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/R_9h-Uud1aI/AAAAAAAAADo/-lQ26zHS-ck/s72-c/prison_image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-9038177788546018086</id><published>2008-03-26T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T19:04:23.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad... Lonely... But...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/R-jaw3AY3MI/AAAAAAAAADg/9FTNC4TRLJc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/R-jaw3AY3MI/AAAAAAAAADg/9FTNC4TRLJc/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181631904223911106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have already not keeping contact since the day she left me. Is her choice, I respect that. But she don't seem too sad about it. Well I'm glad she moved on and so do I. Last week I happened to saw her with another guy. Oh my. I was cursing and swearing to myself. What a bit** I was thinking. To my surprise she was dating a older man. Now I realise why she didn't regret leaving me. I had to play along, I acted as if I didn't see her. I was with a group of friends that day. Luckily we didn't noticed each other. Enough of her. Well, wish her find her happiness soon. I went for lot of interviews but only one caught my eye. It's a gov job require to work shifts and training will be provided. It also require me to go for physical test, interview, job preview and medical checkup. Well I'm waiting for my medical results and job preview. Hoping to get this job. May God bless me and grant me my wish. Thanks God. Now Singapore news - Polytechnics turn up heat on lessons in love and sexuality. Ngee Ann Polytechnic (NP) and Singapore Polytechnic (SP) have offered courses taught by trainers from SDU. NP’s module, titled "Understanding Relationships: Love and Sexuality" The Social Development Unit (SDU) message to youths is this: Don’t let love play second fiddle to setting up a career. SDU hopes to have such courses at all polytechnics and universities eventually. So far, response from students has been positive, if Ngee Ann’s and Singapore Polytechnic’s plans to expand the number of classes are anything to go by. NP is increasing its classes from eight to 20 in the upcoming academic year, while SP will have 10 classes, up from six, for "Love Relations for Life". Well I guess this module got it's good points and bad. It teaches the good how to get over a broken heart and how to handle relationships. But side- effect might be teaches them how to play with relationship. Well is my assumption. You guys and gals decide for yourselves. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-9038177788546018086?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/9038177788546018086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/9038177788546018086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/03/sad-lonely-but.html' title='Sad... Lonely... But...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/R-jaw3AY3MI/AAAAAAAAADg/9FTNC4TRLJc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-5178743785876954924</id><published>2008-03-25T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T20:55:36.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ye Finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/R-efv3AY3LI/AAAAAAAAADY/LCEQNDsUbf8/s1600-h/ubeckham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/R-efv3AY3LI/AAAAAAAAADY/LCEQNDsUbf8/s320/ubeckham.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181285540881292466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just received my final semester results last week. Even though not up to my expectation, nevertheless I'm offically graduated. Today went back school for the transcript which costs me 5 bucks. I found out others polys cheaper lol. Everything also want money, sometimes I wonder if the money goes into the director or owner of the school. Why I think that way - Facilities not much, school fees so much, good lecturers not much and food not that cheap as well. I can't be bothered cos I'm graduated. Ha Ha. Wow David Beckham's new tattoo nice. An ancient Chinese proverb. The letters are said to represent a Chinese proverb that translates to "Death and life have determined appointments. Riches and honour depend upon heaven." Just last month the former England captain, 32, unveiled a tattoo he had dedicated to Victoria Beckham and the words "Forever by your side" have been inked into his left forearm. He already has the picture of a bare-breasted angel on his left arm with the Hindi inscription of her name surrounded by stars. Both David and Victoria the same Latin phrase "De Integro", meaning "Again from the start", on their left arms. He got his first tattoo after the birth of his first son and the name Brooklyn was printed across his lower back. Shortly after he had the image of an angel emblazoned above the name which was said to represent protection. He also has a crucifix running down his neck. His right forearm is said to be representative of his soccer career and the Roman numeral VII, for the number seven, is tattooed on the inside which was his number when he played for Manchester United and England. Details from Telegraph.co.uk. Let take a look at Taiwan's newly-elected president has pledged to establish better economic and political ties with China. Ma Ying-jeou said he would like to work towards a peace treaty with Beijing, but would only do so if China removed missiles pointed at Taiwan. Mr Ma won a comfortable victory over Frank Hsieh of the ruling Democratic Progressive Party on Saturday. Official results gave Mr Ma 58.45% of the vote - an advantage of nearly 17 percentage points over Mr Hsieh. Mr Ma, of the Kuomintang party, had stood on a platform of economic reform and improving relations with China. Well done Mr Ma. Jiayou. Details taken from Taiwan News Net. Singapore News - SINGAPORE, March 24 - A leak of an unknown gas in a Singapore shopping centre on Monday sent 18 people to hospital complaining of breathing difficulties, a government official said. The official declined to comment on whether the leak at Golden Landmark Shopping Complex in central Singapore was deliberate or an accident, with investigations still going on. The injured, including an infant, were sent to Singapore General Hospital and Tan Tock Seng Hospital for treatment. Singapore has tightened its security in recent weeks after the escape last month of the alleged Singapore leader of an Islamic militant group from the toilet of a detention centre. Details from yahoo news Singapore. I seriously hoped that terrorism will not happened in Singapore. Citizens please be more alert and attentive to your surroundings and people who act strangely. Together we can make Singapore a safe country to live in. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-5178743785876954924?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/5178743785876954924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/5178743785876954924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/03/ye-finally.html' title='Ye Finally...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/R-efv3AY3LI/AAAAAAAAADY/LCEQNDsUbf8/s72-c/ubeckham.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-2986321631282988782</id><published>2008-03-06T05:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T21:39:33.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympic torch route...</title><content type='html'>I was quite surprised that Singapore isn't included in the route. How come? Take a look at the planned route. &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://torchrelay.beijing2008.cn/en/journey/map/' target='_blank'&gt; Olympic Torch Route&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Yesterday, I went for my personal training at california fitness. OMG. I shouldn't had went there. There so many gays around. They look at me like one kind as if they never saw a man before. WTH! Make me lost focus on what I'm suppose to train on. WTF these people doing! Nevertheless I trained for 2 hours straight. Sian lol where are there so many gays? Where the gals? All become lesbian? haha. You can give them all sorts of excuses or reasons to become one. But to me, it's disgusting. Is it sort of related to the foods they eat cos nowadays so many artificial/Organics foods around and scientists prove that it might be a reason. Even animals are becoming like that. Is it a sign? Or what? I don't know. Perhaps a change of generation? Where all of us can fly? haha. Only God knows. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-2986321631282988782?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/2986321631282988782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/2986321631282988782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/03/olympic-torch-route.html' title='Olympic torch route...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-1468754119814830019</id><published>2008-03-02T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T20:57:52.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal Cruelty</title><content type='html'>Recently I received an email regarding farmer skin animals alive. Digusting and cruelty indeed to the animals. Take a look at the video. Should skin the farmers alive!&lt;embed src="http://www.peta.org/swf/fur_farm.swf" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="335" height="255" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href=" http://www.furisdead.com/pledge-furfree.asp?c= petastreamvids" target="_blank"&gt;Pledge to go fur-free at PETA.org&lt;/a&gt; Alot of free time to spend after my FYP had finished. Being called up for interviews now and then, hoping to get my dream job soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-1468754119814830019?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/1468754119814830019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/1468754119814830019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/03/animal-cruelty.html' title='Animal Cruelty'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-712388386760588538</id><published>2008-02-20T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T20:47:33.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduate liao...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/R7wf7HPwztI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JghG07l8O3Y/s1600-h/GetAttachment2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/R7wf7HPwztI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JghG07l8O3Y/s320/GetAttachment2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169041572732391122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/R7wfsXPwzsI/AAAAAAAAADI/9eboRg6X2sw/s1600-h/GetAttachment1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/R7wfsXPwzsI/AAAAAAAAADI/9eboRg6X2sw/s320/GetAttachment1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169041319329320642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/R7wfn3PwzrI/AAAAAAAAADA/LJ86Il3PxhM/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/R7wfn3PwzrI/AAAAAAAAADA/LJ86Il3PxhM/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169041242019909298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I graduated last week. Last week of FYPJ. Managed to take a few photos with my team members but missing one of our members, yee joo. Last week of FYPJ seem to be working fine for my team. Last minute, we are able to solve all our bugs. Even though we can't get the report correctly but we definately feel a sense of achievement. We smoothly finished our presentation even though I did a few jokes in pronouncing the words. haha. Recently I passed by esplanade. I was a bit shocked that the merlion was not operating after midnight. I wonder is it the technical faults that result in it. Because this is a sign/symbol of Singapore until today and if it is not operating 24/7 then something is not right. I'm not superstition, just a point of view. Going for a few interviews already but only a few caught my eye. Wendy lim a lecturer of mine email me for my opinions which types of jobs I want. She even took the extra mile to call me. I'm very glad and appreciate that. Thank You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-712388386760588538?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/712388386760588538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/712388386760588538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/02/graduate-liao.html' title='Graduate liao...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/R7wf7HPwztI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JghG07l8O3Y/s72-c/GetAttachment2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-3921723714558564063</id><published>2008-02-12T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T09:47:46.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year?</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year to everyone. Sian la nothing to do during xing nian. Besides visiting relatives, together go eat with family and watch movie, I guess there is nothing for us to do. I wonder KTV got opened on this very day. haha. But this chinese new year, I enjoyed myself very much. I went to club with my friends on Thurs and Fri. On thursday itself, my cousin jio me go double o. I invited my buddy,neo along. To my surprise, he brought a gal along with her. wow I was stunned. I felt happy for him. We were all drunk that night. He accidentally knocked off a guy's drink. This guy was kind of pissed off, he called his friends to settle the issue for him. Actually my friend didn't even knock off his drink. He trying to act as if my friend did. Come on la what generation now. Still need to call friends, not happy go out talk la, be a man man. One more thing this guy is a fatty bom bom. haha. Nevertheless this fat guy's friends quite understanding, we buy him back his drink. I and my cousin had to send my friend and his friend home. But he insisted he sent the gal home. My friend was talking rubbish that night. He told me that I snatched two of my friends gal they liked. I was shocked to hear that. At first I thought he was drunk but he know how to call a cab and able to send the gal home. I begun to reflex on the words he said. But I knew that what he said is not true. On fri, the same group went clubbing as well to zouk with another group of my poly friends. The star for the night is jasmine be cos is her birthday. We were very high that night. I don't think she remembered that she kissed me. haha. Quite fun when so many friends clubbed together. Recently quite a big discussion over edison's scandal. I'm not surprised that he slept with so many stars before. Look he so handsome and rich. Most hongkongers liked english speaking guy like edison and he is handsome and rich and a star, who don't want. I guess this scandal is part of publicity. Who the hell will take so many photos? Only some is real one, like gillian, cecelia and bobo. I wondered maggie q's photos for real? She is freaking hot. poor thing I pity edison's gf. I don't think she able to accept all this. Stay tune for latest news. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-3921723714558564063?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/3921723714558564063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/3921723714558564063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year?'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-6580703475765610888</id><published>2008-01-30T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T13:01:55.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change Of Interest?</title><content type='html'>Recently, I'm quite busy because of project and my part time job. I learnt something during this past weeks. I find that relationship started off sweet but ended usually in bitter. My friends always tell me that women are nothing but troubled water. I disagree. If that the case then you wouldn't be in this world now. Sometimes women like to do comparison with other guys, but when their bfs did the same things, quarrel occured. Case 1 - My gf is totally obsessed with horoscopes. She is a aries. Characters - impatient, bad-tempered, money minded, careerminded, generous, caring, frecked minded, mood-swing. She assumed that she got all the characters reflected. OMG. She started more focus on her career. Eventually she ask for a breakup. Starting and ending of this relationship both started and ended by her. Recently, she ask me out for movie, clubbing and dinner. She says wan to remain as friends wor. Well I don't put so much hope in this relationship anymore. I'm tired of all this craps. For now, we remains as friends. I was thinking is it possible to remain as friends? Case 2 - I always liked a gal from my polytechnic. Recently she msn me asking that if I have any galfriend and stuff like that. She gave me false hopes that I got chance in wooing her. But she stated that she wan to remain friends with me because she find my sms and calling disturb her. K fine remain as friends. I mean come on la. sms you, you didn't reply, of cos I called you ma. Can't you pick up the phone to clarify meh. Bullshit. Enough of gals stuffs, I got a Gold award for my napfra. Chinese New Year coming. Wish everyone a happy and prosperous chinese New Year. May all your wishes come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-6580703475765610888?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/6580703475765610888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/6580703475765610888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/01/change-of-interest.html' title='Change Of Interest?'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-7858221541404152743</id><published>2008-01-02T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T13:04:09.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning of new life...</title><content type='html'>I met the other side of me. She very caring and concern over me. I never seen a gal who so deeply in love with me. We known each other for some time about half a year. She has showered me with love and concern which I never felt before. We been together since last week. I very glad that I have a gf like her. All my past relationships are just flings or play play type. But no damage has been done to any of my previous gfs. LOL... She accepted my past and don't mind if I'm still schooling. Our love will never be ended. This week will be a busy week as we need to prepare for our presentation next week. OMG. Mine still not working. Jialat la lecturer seem hacked care. How? Friends also don't know. God help me please... Oh ya forgotten to wish everyone a happy new year. May all your wishes and dreams came true this year. Take care everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-7858221541404152743?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/7858221541404152743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/7858221541404152743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2008/01/beginning-of-new-life.html' title='Beginning of new life...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-6720855219426892878</id><published>2008-01-01T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T13:06:17.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week haiz...</title><content type='html'>Sian is the word to describe my mood last week. But there are quite a few incidents happened to me last week. My friend had fallen out of love. It is the first time I ever seen a gal cried that badly. It made my heart ached as well. But thanks god they get together after some disputes. Afterall, love is just a part of life. There are many things in life worth pursing than just relationship. The stupid asshole called me again trying to convince me that they are a legal company and ask me don't you think is a waste. I'm not going to believe their crap. Unless they banked in the money to my account. Haha. How I wish that they are being brought to justice. A close friend of mine, we quarrel over the matter that his brother's wedding dinner invitation. This is what happened. He called me on sat, asking where I am and whether if I could meet him. I told him that I'm working at compass point not paragon. He seem to be pissed off because I think he is somewhere near town when he called me. I mean is like wth, didn't msg or call me to ask if I'm working or not then all of the sudden call me say want to pass me the invitation. If you got the heart to invite me then you should deliver to my house or personally and not getting worked up for nothing. What I find it unexpectable is he say my attitude is getting bad and becoming like an asshole. I fucked him upside down on the phone. Screw him man, we being brothers for so long and you say this kind of things out from your mouth. I didn't turned up for the wedding dinner. He did called me the day before but it like last minute thing and I got something on. He say I'm petty and shouldn't link the incident with his brother. I told him on the phone that didn't I told you that I'm not coming and help me to send my regards to your brother. He thought I'm just kidding with him. Nevertheless though I didn't turned up, I send a sms to him saying that sorry that I couldn't turned up and hope he is understanding enough and also my regards to his brother. I never expected this to happened... I went double o last week with my cousin and friends. My cousin brought along with him a gal who he know from IRC. She has beautiful eyes and features that attracted me to her. I stay with her through the night. We really enjoyed ourselves. I told my cousin that I'm feel bad for leeching his friend from him. He quite understanding luckily. We went out yesterday for a movie. And she popped out the question to me whether if we could be an item. It like going fast and furious for us. I told her to see how we progress before anything happened between us. This week is like going through hell then a taste of heaven. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-6720855219426892878?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/6720855219426892878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/6720855219426892878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2007/12/another-week-haiz.html' title='Another week haiz...'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-7009383384145637180</id><published>2007-12-11T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T13:06:39.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Week</title><content type='html'>Sian la. Another week has past just like that. I was in school doing final year project about testing tools for whtml whether they meet the requirements of ISO. I done most of the tutorials on IBM Rational 7.0. I also check with friends, went to library to borrow books on references on the topic and search for information over the internet. God please help me can? Stuck in this kind of situation where i can't even start or produce anything. I wonder how my final output will be. haha. Ya recently there are alot of cons cases in singapore. At first, you were told that to answer a few questions on some stuffs and you can enter in a lucky draw. The following week, you received another call that you won yourself 150grands singapore dollars. They ask you to call to verify yourself and personal particulars, then their true color come when they ask for a payment first upon receiving the prize money. Guess how much? 5800 bucks. She then explain that because you won yourself more than 15k of hongkong money therefore need to tax you 15%. Law of hongkong. Then later when you received the money you need to pay 16700 bucks back. Funny thing is that they ask you to take out the money in cash and pass to the guy which is their representative in your area. I was thinking what the f*** you talking about. Can't do a bank transfer ma? She ensure that we bank in the money in a hour time latest. I want to find out the truth. So I decided to report this case to the police. Let the police alert all singaporeans. In this world nothing come when you don't work for it. Remember.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-7009383384145637180?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/7009383384145637180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/7009383384145637180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2007/12/boring-week.html' title='Boring Week'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-7399814766651683107</id><published>2007-12-05T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T13:07:03.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Week</title><content type='html'>Last week straight after my attachment, we came back for our final year project in school. Sian la. Stay  in the lab doing nothing but researching on SOA. Don't really know how about using the test tools. Time passes very fast, by this year feb I be graduating. Think of that 3 years just passed by me like that. Though learning is continuous throughout your entire life but I personally feel that experience counts more than education. It's something you can't buy with money. Money can buy anything but not all. Nevertheless we need it to survive.&lt;br /&gt;Let take a look at what urs love signs for the month&lt;br /&gt;Venus In Keywords &lt;br /&gt;Fire Signs&lt;br /&gt;(Aries, Leo, Sagittarius) ardent, dramatic, demonstrative, initiator &lt;br /&gt;Earth Signs&lt;br /&gt;(Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn) luxurious, possessive, steady, focused &lt;br /&gt;Air Signs&lt;br /&gt;(Gemini, Libra, Aquarius) experimental, poetic, intellectual, versatile &lt;br /&gt;Water Signs&lt;br /&gt;(Cancer, Scorpio, Pisces) idealistic, sensitive, sentimental, spiritual&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-7399814766651683107?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/7399814766651683107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/7399814766651683107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2007/12/past-week.html' title='Past Week'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-4708738358876995180</id><published>2007-12-01T04:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T13:07:31.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing IBM</title><content type='html'>After my attachment last week had ended, I seem to be missing IBM alot. Not to mentioned how I struggled to pass through my attachment. I feel that sometimes in life, you don't always get the things you want it to be. I being trying very hard to focus on my work yet I get negative comments from my supervisor. She told me that my attitude is bad, communication is poor, quality of my work is not there. Is like WTH. Since you have so much unhappiest with me, why don't transfer me to another department? What I find unacceptable is that she link my attitude with my upbringing. How I being brought up is none of your problem. And the strangest thing is I didn't even have any slightest problem with the rest of the staffs. I find that she is biased. I confronted her with a letter full of my discontents with her. She immediately want to see my LO. I guess you can guess how I fair in this attachment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-4708738358876995180?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/4708738358876995180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/4708738358876995180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2007/11/missing-ibm.html' title='Missing IBM'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554110798732347706.post-1616503060169764698</id><published>2007-11-30T06:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T13:07:52.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>More about me. I currently is a student of Nanyang Polytechnic. I work part-time job as a promoter for sony ericsson. I come from a family of five which include my parents, two younger brothers and me. For me, most of my friends think that i'm humourous, friendly, caring and helpful. Just starting to create a blog so do give your support as well as moral support to me. Many Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554110798732347706-1616503060169764698?l=mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/1616503060169764698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554110798732347706/posts/default/1616503060169764698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystorylife-andrew.blogspot.com/2007/11/test.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15586010367682470642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dnk8jaUkv9U/SLjOOZWRfPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fkdE2xwhKfI/S220/Image1.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
