<?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-3212858190785780964</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:03:25.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>StandupSpeakup</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-8813328892944789360</id><published>2009-04-23T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T19:43:37.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When was the last time?</title><content type='html'>When was the last time U visited my blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time U took a good look at me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time U think of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time U encouraged me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time U talked to me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-8813328892944789360?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/8813328892944789360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-was-last-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/8813328892944789360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/8813328892944789360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-was-last-time.html' title='When was the last time?'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-2451602170796948757</id><published>2009-04-21T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T07:42:27.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything seems to be the same</title><content type='html'>Sitting in the living room studying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking around the house taking a break from studying. I realise that the decoration of the house remain very much the same for the past few years. Nothing much has been changed. The same wall fixtures, the same layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we are just trying to leave it the same...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-2451602170796948757?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/2451602170796948757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2009/04/everything-seems-to-be-same.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2451602170796948757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2451602170796948757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2009/04/everything-seems-to-be-same.html' title='Everything seems to be the same'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-4793374037932188161</id><published>2009-04-09T07:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T07:39:21.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally I Blog..</title><content type='html'>Its been 8 mths since I last posted an entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking of what to talk about for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine in Poly and currently a groupmate of mine in RMIT said I changed. He said that I was very jovious and happy guy back in poly but now I seems stress and troubled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I changed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I did, Maybe not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i had changed it must be because of my life experience during the past 3 years since I graduated in poly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still missing mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In good and happy times, I would feel that why isnt she around to witness all the good things happening. Felt incomplete without her around and without her presence the family would just not be the same as before. It still hurts and I know everyone in the family is missing her although no one is saying so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In bad times, I would miss her too as I would want her to be around to give me advice and see me through. Its not about the advice, its more on the moral encouragement she would provide. I know eman would still also be around me to support me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is about missed opportunity and chances taken. If I had not passed my IPPT in BMT, life would have been different. Somethings may not have happened? My NS life would have been different. I wouldnt be a MP and I could have prevented somethings from happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this all fate, pre planned? Or its I dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Ones around me and I hope no one will ever leave me suddenly again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Mum is someone around and looking over us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Miss You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dearest son...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-4793374037932188161?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/4793374037932188161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally-i-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4793374037932188161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4793374037932188161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally-i-blog.html' title='Finally I Blog..'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-2865405207889201976</id><published>2008-08-30T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Firework Festival 08</title><content type='html'>Time for tea-break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLj4fboTndI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/q18DSxDD5zs/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240211385322020306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLj4fboTndI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/q18DSxDD5zs/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;初恋的感觉。。。PEANUT BUTTER TOAST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLj4fuTKlwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/xddHhcnz_sM/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240211390333622018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLj4fuTKlwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/xddHhcnz_sM/s320/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tree is blocking....can somebody make sure it's trimmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLj4fzyQfzI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_GwiMGNh2kQ/s1600-h/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240211391806209842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLj4fzyQfzI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_GwiMGNh2kQ/s320/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLj4gLHk-4I/AAAAAAAAAHo/nj9Cq4H-0jo/s1600-h/138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240211398069648258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLj4gLHk-4I/AAAAAAAAAHo/nj9Cq4H-0jo/s320/138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-2865405207889201976?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/2865405207889201976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2008/08/singapore-firework-festival-08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2865405207889201976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2865405207889201976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2008/08/singapore-firework-festival-08.html' title='Singapore Firework Festival 08'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLj4fboTndI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/q18DSxDD5zs/s72-c/047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-5776295210348483952</id><published>2008-08-29T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivocity</title><content type='html'>A clear blue sky.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjCmlTRoNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OjVmLEw1Zzc/s1600-h/DSC_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240152134549348562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjCmlTRoNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OjVmLEw1Zzc/s320/DSC_0191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunching....yummy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjHk9ef0TI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Qb4_5vFSDvI/s1600-h/DSC_0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240157604237267250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjHk9ef0TI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Qb4_5vFSDvI/s320/DSC_0239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjGl9enn5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/eDjPd_jr_-M/s1600-h/DSC_0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjGmRJANUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Jrbi7-1HlYM/s1600-h/CSC_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240156527184065858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjGmRJANUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Jrbi7-1HlYM/s320/CSC_0231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjGmwPWo5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/fhJzVS2OddE/s1600-h/DSC_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240156535532200850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjGmwPWo5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/fhJzVS2OddE/s320/DSC_0226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjGnEj7dpI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xpHXA6qzN4Q/s1600-h/DSC_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240156540987209362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjGnEj7dpI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xpHXA6qzN4Q/s320/DSC_0228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in thought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjGnWY-hgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/OCuz7Ain1nI/s1600-h/DSC_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240156545773110786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjGnWY-hgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/OCuz7Ain1nI/s320/DSC_0158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look @ these kids!! So Cute~ (naked)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjClvBuqDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Cfnz698-dhw/s1600-h/DSC_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240152119980238898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjClvBuqDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Cfnz698-dhw/s320/DSC_0195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjCmRUWqYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/GoHNFqPOzS4/s1600-h/DSC_0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240152129185163650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjCmRUWqYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/GoHNFqPOzS4/s320/DSC_0170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjCmrR9VlI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5HguAqtvXxU/s1600-h/DSC_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240152136154437202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjCmrR9VlI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5HguAqtvXxU/s320/DSC_0186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fun ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-5776295210348483952?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/5776295210348483952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2008/08/vivocity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5776295210348483952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5776295210348483952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2008/08/vivocity.html' title='Vivocity'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SLjCmlTRoNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OjVmLEw1Zzc/s72-c/DSC_0191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-8872110921290492276</id><published>2008-07-11T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KaKa 谢谢你</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SHdobX94GWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Knx-im41aL4/s1600-h/P110708_19.22%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221757112458680674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SHdobX94GWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Knx-im41aL4/s320/P110708_19.22%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;小Micky Ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我收到你的祝福了！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;很开心也很感动。。。真的！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;谢谢你。。很喜欢啊~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你姐我也期待那一天的到来。。。。。记得我们的约定噢~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SHdoa15pXwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/eLgs1nIcG-E/s1600-h/P110708_19.22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221757103314132738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SHdoa15pXwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/eLgs1nIcG-E/s320/P110708_19.22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-8872110921290492276?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/8872110921290492276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2008/07/kaka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/8872110921290492276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/8872110921290492276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2008/07/kaka.html' title='KaKa 谢谢你'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SHdobX94GWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Knx-im41aL4/s72-c/P110708_19.22%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-6186135541917740877</id><published>2008-07-07T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day @ Wild Wild Wet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Heya&lt;/span&gt;, did you enjoy yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Wild Wild Wet with e gang, not a very good day to go...very cloudy...windy but at least we tried to do something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught some comics &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;characters&lt;/span&gt; walking around DTE, quite an interesting scene to see these people dressing up so realistic. Too bad....din manage to take their photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SHIkmqPsc4I/AAAAAAAAAFY/f3gSdQLt9js/s1600-h/DSC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220275164669571970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SHIkmqPsc4I/AAAAAAAAAFY/f3gSdQLt9js/s320/DSC00253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess where r we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SHIkm50jD3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/iQTW9dQ_fcs/s1600-h/P050708_18.42%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220275168850677618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SHIkm50jD3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/iQTW9dQ_fcs/s320/P050708_18.42%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No naked woman kay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the Porters...Thanks for all the wishes...Thanks for being there...u know who am referring....THANK YOU!!!! Love you all my super GANG ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-6186135541917740877?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/6186135541917740877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-wild-wild-wet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6186135541917740877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6186135541917740877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-wild-wild-wet.html' title='A Day @ Wild Wild Wet'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SHIkmqPsc4I/AAAAAAAAAFY/f3gSdQLt9js/s72-c/DSC00253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-5188696065788967043</id><published>2008-07-02T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bc756caa89d60ddb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAABqQx1oQmSnIaATdhug8I97ty2nseLvqrZR_ZKhnGHD626xqomOKS7SV-rJw9yDCWrdvC7mgauN4VEogUFLfKUf_T3PjCMWA-FGbmeUMSlGWYTmgreuULa0RHL1Od4ZnsPVQDt7oC5Vg3gpiw66ZOZpFbY_BKBx5nIwRRkuPuBW3KHS8Mkb5dM_c0fv9aBHEaSiV5DJzEqvIZK_xUrjfjvCPeO6VxW2GtbSV1PY6EMxR%26sigh%3DAlMy-LmrYA4XY2wfCjgUvhP6p-0%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbc756caa89d60ddb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3Dymu2DBsAO9klqDABhI3MDcc5x7k&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAABqQx1oQmSnIaATdhug8I97ty2nseLvqrZR_ZKhnGHD626xqomOKS7SV-rJw9yDCWrdvC7mgauN4VEogUFLfKUf_T3PjCMWA-FGbmeUMSlGWYTmgreuULa0RHL1Od4ZnsPVQDt7oC5Vg3gpiw66ZOZpFbY_BKBx5nIwRRkuPuBW3KHS8Mkb5dM_c0fv9aBHEaSiV5DJzEqvIZK_xUrjfjvCPeO6VxW2GtbSV1PY6EMxR%26sigh%3DAlMy-LmrYA4XY2wfCjgUvhP6p-0%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbc756caa89d60ddb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3Dymu2DBsAO9klqDABhI3MDcc5x7k&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love this phone from HTC.. Guys love Diamond too!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Diamond is no more a girl thing.. lolx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ORD present for myself..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh ya ppl.. I be starting my studies at SIM on the 7th of July.. Marketing!!! Hope i can cope with it.. So long nv study le.. ORD in Sept, Study in July.. Jiayou JuNha0.. Keep the dream alive..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-5188696065788967043?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bc756caa89d60ddb&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/5188696065788967043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-this-phone-from-htc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5188696065788967043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5188696065788967043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-this-phone-from-htc.html' title=''/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-209135164751197301</id><published>2008-06-30T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Haircut, Trophy and Dar Bday Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGtvrft_wRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/n1jvZ1I9PI0/s1600-h/P250608_20.45.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218387386278330642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGtvrft_wRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/n1jvZ1I9PI0/s320/P250608_20.45.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Inter-Unit Soccer Trophy - 1st Runner Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed though.. Trained so hard put in so much effort but we fall at the last hurdle =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGtvropcvuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/lf880yn4Z3Q/s1600-h/P300608_22.04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218387388675178210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGtvropcvuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/lf880yn4Z3Q/s320/P300608_22.04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGtvr1178YI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5qgT7Vpv1dw/s1600-h/P300608_22.05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218387392217215362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGtvr1178YI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5qgT7Vpv1dw/s320/P300608_22.05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar's mum helped me with this hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGtvsNPmT1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/m0lFRUCLeOo/s1600-h/P300608_12.57.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218387398498864978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGtvsNPmT1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/m0lFRUCLeOo/s320/P300608_12.57.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar's Bday cake from her colleague..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-209135164751197301?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/209135164751197301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-haircut-trophy-and-dar-bday-cake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/209135164751197301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/209135164751197301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-haircut-trophy-and-dar-bday-cake.html' title='New Haircut, Trophy and Dar Bday Cake'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGtvrft_wRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/n1jvZ1I9PI0/s72-c/P250608_20.45.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-6914224911565460805</id><published>2008-06-30T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGjCfYrNR5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Yw6hitPpuSk/s1600-h/DSC06549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217634012764129170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGjCfYrNR5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Yw6hitPpuSk/s200/DSC06549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 22nd Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGi_i724qTI/AAAAAAAAADI/ScnUk7xF4qw/s1600-h/P140608_21.28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217630775213074738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGi_i724qTI/AAAAAAAAADI/ScnUk7xF4qw/s200/P140608_21.28.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bday Boy -Being smashed with whip cream!! 2nd time already in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGi_jaK1pZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/SiA4-vB7644/s1600-h/P140608_21.28%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217630783349826962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGi_jaK1pZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/SiA4-vB7644/s200/P140608_21.28%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGjCfKl0u0I/AAAAAAAAADw/hmubyTmN1M4/s1600-h/DSC06525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217634008983452482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGjCfKl0u0I/AAAAAAAAADw/hmubyTmN1M4/s200/DSC06525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whip cream warriors!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGi_jl9cTdI/AAAAAAAAADY/DSBSsEF1AEw/s1600-h/P140608_21.42%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217630786514865618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGi_jl9cTdI/AAAAAAAAADY/DSBSsEF1AEw/s200/P140608_21.42%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the lift smelly lift from lvl 1 -11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGi_kI2k51I/AAAAAAAAADg/nL85GIHlTB8/s1600-h/DSC06542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217630795881310034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGi_kI2k51I/AAAAAAAAADg/nL85GIHlTB8/s200/DSC06542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGi_kZ9Ja-I/AAAAAAAAADo/8yo6iUfRPxg/s1600-h/DSC06538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217630800472271842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGi_kZ9Ja-I/AAAAAAAAADo/8yo6iUfRPxg/s200/DSC06538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely Dar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGjCf12zscI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4wJgaMfVueU/s1600-h/DSC06612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217634020597412290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGjCf12zscI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4wJgaMfVueU/s200/DSC06612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats Me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGjCgsNHzbI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xtXDRfhMVNs/s1600-h/DSC06750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217634035186519474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGjCgsNHzbI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xtXDRfhMVNs/s200/DSC06750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eman Holding on Swissotel!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGjCgJ_af0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/99HUKE_s9jE/s1600-h/DSC06731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217634026002218818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGjCgJ_af0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/99HUKE_s9jE/s200/DSC06731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Eman @ Esplanade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGjEd6NeP-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/DrpTH8_lF4U/s1600-h/DSC06769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217636186429734882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGjEd6NeP-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/DrpTH8_lF4U/s200/DSC06769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice Shot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGjEeBp2K1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/tQVHvsNLAWs/s1600-h/DSC06768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217636188427791186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGjEeBp2K1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/tQVHvsNLAWs/s200/DSC06768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGjEee69X5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/qPKhAjmblyc/s1600-h/DSC06756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217636196284194706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGjEee69X5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/qPKhAjmblyc/s200/DSC06756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGjEet1v4SI/AAAAAAAAAEw/EWyZaMjan-A/s1600-h/DSC06745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217636200288870690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGjEet1v4SI/AAAAAAAAAEw/EWyZaMjan-A/s200/DSC06745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Promise!! O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-6914224911565460805?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/6914224911565460805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6914224911565460805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6914224911565460805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-photos.html' title='Random Photos'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/SGjCfYrNR5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Yw6hitPpuSk/s72-c/DSC06549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-5865796477711220212</id><published>2008-06-16T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am Back</title><content type='html'>Am Back!! Look out for updates!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-5865796477711220212?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/5865796477711220212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2008/06/am-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5865796477711220212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5865796477711220212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2008/06/am-back.html' title='Am Back'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-3521821781653169702</id><published>2007-12-31T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5 days and Worst 3 days of 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last day of 2007.. Lotsa ups and downs this year which may have mould my future life..&lt;br /&gt;I shall list down my top 5 days and worst 5 days of 2007 not in any order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;6 May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This should be consider a highlight of the year ba as I passed out on this very day as 3rd Sergeant after 6 mths of training.. Still remember the day I entered Army not knowing what to expect and on this day i manage to get my commander rank.. Although its not the officer rank that I yearn for, at least I went thru command school and enjoyed the experience there and the friends I made..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;15 June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Its my birthday, my 21st birthday.. Supposed to be in camp for the morning to open the car door for COA.. Kinda stupid for me though, a birthdayboy MP doing a carboy job.. I really gt a big surprise for my birthday.. A surprise attack on my hse from b12 and the gals not forgetting my future gf who actually conned me all the way from the start till the end saying we will be celebrating on the sat.. What i cant believe is that my dad actually planned with them for the secret mission. A sneak attack well executed.. Thanks ppl for the memorable birthday and i really appreciate it alot.. THANKS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;26 June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Its this very day that got me my love.. Things just happened on this day.. I cant imagine if things didnt really happened on this day what would have happend to my life now.. Something just got us talking bout it and we ended up together.. I love u dar.. The promised I made will be remembered and fulfilled to u.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;22 Sept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Celebrated my dad's birthday.. Had planned to had steamboat dinner as a form of celebration.. Yeeman was here to helped me and my sis just listed wad she wanted to eat and help out abit.. Although it was a simple dinner, it was the 1st time i had prepared steamboat.. Just wanted to help celebrate my dad's birthday.. With my mum not around, i just wanted him to at least have a form of celebration and try to make him happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;17-22 Dec&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/areneman/"&gt;(Photos)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Korea trip was fantastic.. All worries were thrown out of my mind.. Although I was sick, i wasnt badly affected when i was over there just that I had difficulty eating.. Dar was there to take care of me though.. Kinda spoil her trip as she was always there to worry about me.. Had such great fun.. Seen snow coming down for the 1st time in my life.. Its so nice the skiing, the sightseeing, the shopping, the fun, everything!!! We were practically just living in the world of our own.. Looking forward to the next trip!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year wont be completed without the bad events.. What one can pray for is that the degree of badness is nt that a big impact on one's life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Worst 5 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;17 April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I can remember this day so clearly.. This day started like any normal day in MP Command. I was sweeping the parade square when Sgt came to me asking me to call my dad on his HP.. BMT memories started flashing back into my mind.. I knew something was wrong when i was told to make the call... Received bad news of my mum being hospitalised.. Upon reaching hospital, the doctor wanted to talk to my whole family.. He told us that my mum can die anytime, on the very day and her heart had actually stopped beating when she was in A&amp;amp;E. No one can ever accept the fact that your love one is going to leave u so soon.. Everything was fine over the weekend and she was just abit sick and she was complaining. I was still asking her that she cant be that serious over a small stomach flu (that really wasnt). I was prepared for the worse and I told her what i wanted to tell her before i had no chance. This was the day I last spoke and heard from my mum. I cried badly that day feeling lost and helpless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;2 May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;17 days on, my mum was scheduled for an operation to attach a device as a temp replacement for her heart on this day and wait for a heart transplant. It didnt materialised. Did my mum gave up? Or god decided to take her back? The battle was lost. She was gone, so did my hopes. The promises i made before u were gone, I promise i will fulfill them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;15 June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;My mum promised that she will be celebrating my birthday as a family. It never happen. She wasnt with me physically to see me turned 21.. My dad brought my sis and out.. It just dont feel right not being in 4s. Maybe u are somewhere looking upon us fulfilling your promise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Thanks all those who were with me on the happiest and saddest days of my 2007. I really appreciate what you guys had done for me. Thank You.. Hope everyone get a good 2008.. Not forgetting my lovely gf who is always beside me thru the moments. I Love You!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-3521821781653169702?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/3521821781653169702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/12/top-5-days-and-worst-3-days-of-2007.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3521821781653169702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3521821781653169702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/12/top-5-days-and-worst-3-days-of-2007.html' title='Top 5 days and Worst 3 days of 2007'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-7534272199743035440</id><published>2007-11-26T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I find you sexy when...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I find u sexy when....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. u just wake up and give me the sleepy look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. u are  wearing an oversize shirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. u are perspiring after a workout&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. u are giving me a confuse look over something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. u are lying on my chest listening to my heartbeat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. u yawn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to be continued....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-7534272199743035440?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/7534272199743035440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-find-you-sexy-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/7534272199743035440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/7534272199743035440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-find-you-sexy-when.html' title='I find you sexy when...'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-6072898504515111627</id><published>2007-11-11T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Most enjoyable weekend for a long long time..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its been a long time since I had such a wonderful weekend. I just enjoyed the moment with you, the time spent together. Went to Marina Square on Saturday to get sherry's bday present, manage to get it and I got a pair of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AirFor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ceOne&lt;/span&gt; for myself using the voucher i got on my bday.&lt;br /&gt;Had a long time searching for a suitable pair and I finally manage to get it, Its &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Orangie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/RzhUaTeh0II/AAAAAAAAACI/PcGgXq84IOE/s1600-h/DSC00570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131944586270331010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/RzhUaTeh0II/AAAAAAAAACI/PcGgXq84IOE/s200/DSC00570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that went to Cathay to catch movie, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/disney/thegameplan/"&gt;Game Plan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, starred by The Rock.. Its a very hilarious and touching movie and I really enjoyed the movie. It was simply great as we had laughed thruout the whole 2hrs.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Sunday we went out to Vivocity for another movie, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/http//www.apple.com/trailers/paramount/stardust/"&gt;StarDust&lt;/a&gt;, another nice movie with a blend of fantasy and sci-fic. I like the animations and story line and its kind of like a love movie. Had a bad experience while queuing up for drinks, had queue for a long time and a malay couple in front of us won a lucky draw and they have won themselves a samsung handphone. The counter guy just closed the counter and walk off attending to the malay couple leaving the rest in the queue. I was kinda pissed off and i approached 1 of the stuff informing them of my unhappiness. It was kinda stupid of them to just close the counter not caring about the ppl behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/RzhaRjeh0JI/AAAAAAAAACQ/dtWptb4IasE/s1600-h/DSC00572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131951033016242322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/RzhaRjeh0JI/AAAAAAAAACQ/dtWptb4IasE/s200/DSC00572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/RzhaTDeh0KI/AAAAAAAAACY/e67q6plYp8Q/s1600-h/DSC00575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131951058786046114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/RzhaTDeh0KI/AAAAAAAAACY/e67q6plYp8Q/s200/DSC00575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bought an &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Jacket with a Hood&lt;/span&gt; for the korea trip to keep myself warm indoor. I dont have any warm jacket therefore i think its well worth the price tag of $100, most jacket usually cost more than 100. At least its from Nike!! I am going to be so &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oranje&lt;/span&gt;!!! The jacket need me to rush down to Cine to collect it before they close, thats how much i like the jacket.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Weekends are really enjoyable especially when you are spending with the one you love.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-6072898504515111627?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/6072898504515111627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/11/most-enjoyable-weekend-for-long-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6072898504515111627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6072898504515111627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/11/most-enjoyable-weekend-for-long-long.html' title='Most enjoyable weekend for a long long time..'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/RzhUaTeh0II/AAAAAAAAACI/PcGgXq84IOE/s72-c/DSC00570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-6320740360597616633</id><published>2007-10-18T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally i blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been wanting to have this post, but I always dont seems to be in the mood for it.. Finally I am in it and here I am with this entry.. Its been an eventful half a mth for me but I cant really remember what actually happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Korea&lt;/span&gt; this december!! 6D4N night trip, quite a short one. This ill be the 1st time I am going oversea with my friends. Think this will be a very fun trip away from the life in Singapore. Taking a short break to broaden my view and freshen myself up for the coming year.. Will be away from home for 1 week, my dad and sis will be alone in Singapore. Kinda feel bad about it also, hope they will not miss me when am nt around.. Hope my dad wont think too much and feel lonely without me ard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway get my passport done already, finally dont need to go renew anually whenever i need to go oversea le. So happy about it my passport expiry date : &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;9 June 2014&lt;/span&gt;.. Sounds so far away wonder hw will my passport be utilised before it expires.. An annual getaway trip? Hopefully this can be fulfill.. No matter near or far just wanna go for 1 every yr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to go for the korea trip.. 2 more mths.. At least this will occupy me from thinking bout my ORD for the coming 2 mths.. How great if i can take A380 to Korea.. The super super suite, a class beyond 1st class.. lol Enuff of dreaming le.. Bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-6320740360597616633?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/6320740360597616633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/10/finally-i-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6320740360597616633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6320740360597616633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/10/finally-i-blog.html' title='Finally i blog'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-2122795785560192762</id><published>2007-09-11T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 year soldier</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its been one year since I i enlisted into army, still remember the day that I enlist on 7th Sept 2006. A day that will always be in my mind and heart, my mum and dad send me to Tekong had lunch together at pasir ris before going in. Sense of uncertainty and excitement in me. This was also the day that i last heard the voice of my grandma as i bid her farewell asking her not to worry bout me. At first i didnt want to call her as i dont want her to worry bout me but i am glad i did.. I really am, the talk with her nearly made me cry on that day while on the car but i told myself i shldnt as I dont want to worry my love ones but a simple farewell ended up being the last one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;People always said Army is a transition for all Singapore Boys to become MAN. It really did, the trainings, the experiences, the friends did. What changed ME most was the events that happened outside. The past 1 year contains the happy and sad times. Ironically the happy time usually happen in camp while staying and fooling ard with my bunk mates while the sad times happened outside. However, there is one thing i hate and hope it wont happen again is the experience of being called into the office and your instructor call u to call back home. I had unpleasant experiences very unpleasant ones..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Read on Jiaxing's blog that he is willing to sell his 1yr to ppl who is in need of time. How i wish i can actually buy back time, back to the day i enlisted. I would have handled things differently, I would have treated ppl around me differently, my grandma, my mum and ppl ard me if i had know that 1 yr later i would be a completely changed person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I must admit that I aint really that poor thing as compared to many others. I know I still have ppl who will be there to support me, but things arent just the same. I am still happy but I am not as happy as i used to be. If happiness has a scale of 10, i be at 7. I used to think that I am a lucky and fortunate boy who was always showered with love by my mum and grandma which they always do but God like to play afool of ppl who are happy. My SISPEC section commander Sgt Asrudin once said, "It not good to have everyone happy, someone needs to be upset. When everyone is happy, some bad things are bound to happen." I think back its quite true. For the past year when I am happy and not worrying, something really bad happen. God is jealous of me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;360 days remaining.. I just want to Serve And F*** off (SAF)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-2122795785560192762?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/2122795785560192762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/09/1-year-soldier.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2122795785560192762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2122795785560192762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/09/1-year-soldier.html' title='1 year soldier'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-4354940793160633939</id><published>2007-08-01T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have lots of things running through my mind these days.. If u ask me what they are, I also cant seems to give u the answer to what on my mind.. A person thinkin alot but dunno whats really in his brain.. Weird u may say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eman told me that I dont tell her bout my feelings and what I am thinking to her face to face.. Maybe i find it hard to talk to bout this stuff but I am trying to do so.. I have a heavy reliance on IT stuff le, even to the extent of telling ppl hw i feel? I hope I am not heading this way.. This sounds so bad that I cant tell hw i feel to my love one face to face but only thru the help of technology... Will definitely look into it and improve kay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today while i was doing sentry, mark (my rp man) start saying to me.. "Have i told u the 2 missing camp pass story?" I was like no but he sound v interested therefore i decide to ask him bout it.. He started tell me that he and tawfiq (another useless rp 2ic) found 2 camp pass in the uniform of the trainees in the washing machine.. He started to sound happy that they found 2 camp pass and says that the trainee was so stupid to have washed their camp pass which was kept in 1 of the pocket.. After which he didnt return the pass to them and he decided to hand it over to higher authority so that that 2 poor trainee will get EXTRA duties.. He was so happy and made the whole story like so "humourous".. All this while i was having the "WHATS SO FUNNY LOOK AND ATTITUDE" I dont really understand what this ppl are thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come we are of the same age but their level of sensibility and maturity seems to be much lower than mine. I am not trying 2 say that I am very sensible of maturity but being at the age of 21, shldnt most ppl shld be able to think the right way make the right decision and not being so naive and always imagine this imagine that like what tawfiq usually does.. I really dont like the idea of them telling me imagine this imagine that, i just cant find the motivation to entertain their thought.. Whenever the sentence starts with imagine, i would switch off and i will miss out 90% of what they said.. I am not saying that imagining things are bad, just that over imagine really overkill things and imagination shld be practical and not some stupid ideas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing is on of man wants to borrow money from me to fund an abortion.. At first i agreed on it, however thinking back now i kinda regret because i somehow become an accomplice in killing a life.. I didnt think that much at 1st, what i tot was he is in need of help and i m just offering what i can.. I think i m terribly wrong in doing so.. I am really in a dilemma.. Bt he is so young 18 yrs old, do u think the kid will be able to take care of another kid? I really dont know.. Can someone advice me on what shld i do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-4354940793160633939?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/4354940793160633939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/08/thoughts-on-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4354940793160633939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4354940793160633939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/08/thoughts-on-mind.html' title='Thoughts on Mind'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-7234769476534785302</id><published>2007-07-31T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Blogging with my phone nw.. Had this tot today while walking past e temple.. I looked inside thinking when was e last time i went into one to pray.. I cant recall i really cant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me realise dat i m a person who wont ask for help unless i really need to esp from GOD.. deities or fairies.. Maybe i dont believe in it afterall becos i did tried and i failed.. Maybe i m nt sincere enuff ba.. I start to believe dat having a religion is actually a sort of spiritual relief for the person as they can have a peace of mind n heart after doin so.. Nt sure hw many ppl agree with this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt told me that my mum once told her not to be a good person becos good person dies early.. My mum forgot to practice it ba.. Maybe u shld be a freaking bad person to the ppl ard me so that i wont die young n leave my love ones behind.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-7234769476534785302?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/7234769476534785302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/07/god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/7234769476534785302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/7234769476534785302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/07/god.html' title='GOD'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-5322873902383703028</id><published>2007-07-20T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untalented JH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just realised that i havent been updating for the past 2 weeks.. However it seems like I have just updated it not long ago.. Time flies..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well Well... Went to my sister's school fiesta concert at Victoria Concert Hall yesterday... Went to gave my sis support. Wasnt really that interested when we arrived there cos there are so many act punk didis and xiao mei mei which dont really impress me alot.. I have grown OLD le.. Those kids are really quite ill discipline dont know how to respect those who are performing and kept making cat calls and stupid noise.. It kinda piss me off and wonder whether i was like that in the past.. I am quite sure I am NOT.. =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well I shld say the performance are well done.. Not bad and you can see the effort being put in by the performers.. Its great to see my sister perform, its the 1st time i see her perform and it made me realise that my sis is also quite talented in some way.. I am quite proud to see her play on stage which i didnt really had the chance 2 do it when i was young and maybe i dont even dare!! I should have learnt something when i was young like an instrument.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I M NOW UNTALENTED JUNHAO!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-5322873902383703028?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/5322873902383703028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/07/untalented-jh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5322873902383703028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5322873902383703028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/07/untalented-jh.html' title='Untalented JH'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-660493485769344503</id><published>2007-07-08T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post No. 80 I'm loving it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/RpD5gVqCBtI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rRlMBYpZwmg/s1600-h/Phot0-0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084838313265858258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/RpD5gVqCBtI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rRlMBYpZwmg/s320/Phot0-0059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had lotsa fun in the past 2 weeks.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I havent enjoyed these much since a long time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope it carries on forever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love every moment with u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope u are feeling the same as me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Loving U So Much..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life is fragile, u nv know what will happen tmr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Healthy this moment, Dead the next..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;U die without even knowing hw u died..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Living behind a list of unfufilled wishes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Those left behind are left thinking bout the dead..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The things they used to take for granted,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Are actually the ONE that they miss the most..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am learning to cherish the ppl and things ard me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Becos I know every moment may be the last..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;IF u know that u are dying soon, what will u do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-660493485769344503?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/660493485769344503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/07/post-no-80-i-loving-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/660493485769344503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/660493485769344503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/07/post-no-80-i-loving-it.html' title='Post No. 80 I&amp;#39;m loving it'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/RpD5gVqCBtI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rRlMBYpZwmg/s72-c/Phot0-0059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-6068546485326764326</id><published>2007-06-26T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Found someone in life that makes it more meaningful.. Its great to know that u have someone in life that understand and support u.. I am glad that I have found her and I really love her.. She has been with me through the difficult times and I would like to share my happy times with her forever.. The encouragements and the listening ear that u gave me were invaluable.. Its made me realise that u are the one that will be with me thru thick and thin supporting me when I am down.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE U~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/RovHTFqCBsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/uu-uHh2DXQg/s1600-h/CIMG2485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083375735167649474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/RovHTFqCBsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/uu-uHh2DXQg/s320/CIMG2485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-6068546485326764326?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/6068546485326764326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/06/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6068546485326764326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6068546485326764326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/06/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/RovHTFqCBsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/uu-uHh2DXQg/s72-c/CIMG2485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-3262914816429506486</id><published>2007-06-20T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally a happier post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;49 days on.. I am trying to lead a new life, or shld i say back to my usual life? Trying to leave behind what happened into the back of my mind.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My birthday was supposed to be not so fun.. Didnt really want to celebrate didnt plan for anything. Just wanted to stay home and be with my family.. Den came the surprise when i was least prepared.. Someone came knocking on my door with the owe money pay money tempo.. Its irked me quite alot n I was quite pissed off when i walked over to open the door. I gt the surprise of my life when i saw so many of them singing me bday song with a cake.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot ym pj yw js bf 33 10 ht candy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to watch fantastic 4 after that with ym yw pj js.. i think like nt v fantastic leh cos i dont really catch the plot.. a memorable 21st birthday.. All these will be fabulous if my mum is ard to witness all these... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;16 june, supposingly be a boring day at home bt i decided that this shld nt be happening on my 1st 21st weekend.. went out with ym for movies, ocean 13, quite a gd show.. worth watching it after which we went to mandarin marina to look for kw n yw, kw's comm's ball.. he looking handsome n yw looking pretty.. den i went for father's day dinner at henderson road n i left ym alone, felt so bad up till now seriously!! DUI BU QI =( i went back to find her so as to pei her home hoping to compensate for my actions.. bt i still think quite useless n ungentleman.. BOOO -100. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 june sunday went to minds cafe at boat quay with ym jx pj yw js.. nt a bad place 2 chill out la bt maybe we shld learn more boardgames cos the games we play all like quite simple de.. maybe shld gt some more challenging n interesting game..&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for my 1st 21st weekend.. took me 5 days to complete this entry.. i love my mum..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-3262914816429506486?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/3262914816429506486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/06/finally-happier-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3262914816429506486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3262914816429506486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/06/finally-happier-post.html' title='finally a happier post'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-4336119270844278308</id><published>2007-06-12T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clueless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haven blogged for quite some time..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to write..&lt;br /&gt;Just feeling bored n empty these few days..&lt;br /&gt;Nt really empty, shld be just bored..&lt;br /&gt;Many things going thru my mind but i dont know exactly what are they..&lt;br /&gt;The same image just keep floating into my mind..&lt;br /&gt;The date we made, the nv gonna fulfil date..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i shldnt have asked for the date to make myself feel this bad afterall..&lt;br /&gt;I think as the date come nearer, I am missing u even more..&lt;br /&gt;Ur absence is still hard to bear..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-4336119270844278308?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/4336119270844278308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/06/clueless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4336119270844278308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4336119270844278308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/06/clueless.html' title='Clueless'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-2344202437929772355</id><published>2007-05-27T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st return to clementi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to Clementi today, my grandparents hse.. Yup it still my grandparents hse in my heart.. The trip back is the 1st after what happened to my mum.. It amplify the impact on me.. The loss i suffered, the pain i went thru, the love i miss.. The emptiness set upon me once again just that i didnt really show it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories started flowing back.. My grandma, my mum, me imagining them still in the hse doing what they use to do.. The memories hit me hard bringing me back to reality once again made me realise how the past yr had gone past especially these 2 mths..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loss of my mum really hurt me alot.. still cant accept the fact. been thinking of what i had been doing with her the few weeks before she was admitted to hospital.. My mum last birthday celebration..the final few weeks.. i felt that i cud have been a better son which nw i dont have the chance to.. the last conversation i had with her.. the last time she spoke to me.. the promises i made to her, the promises she made to us.. the last time she gave me a firm grip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is god being unfair to her or to us? Why is she taken away under such circumstances? Wishes not fulfilled, missions nt accomplished.. I dont really like meeting my relatives anymore since my grandma death even though they are great. I dont know why.. Maybe its becos i am hiding the fact that i wasnt really affected by what happen.. Its even worse right now after my mum.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Every home coming used to be normal.. Nothing special. Now whenever i come home, i just have a sense of not so right facing me.. something missing in life, i think even toby is missing my mum.. his mummy hasnt been home to bring him out for his walks.. the pamper my mum shower on him.. he has been barking for nothing sometimes looking in the empty space, maybe he saw my mum? i hope he did at least i know that my mum is back to visit us.. what i wish for is to dream of my mum and get to speak to her n seeing that she is fine.. i really wish for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to be happy boy is now a not so happy guy.. I know that i have been trying to pity myself over what happened but i just cant get over it. No one can really undestand my anguish and pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway thanks the ppl ard me for being with me trying to cheer me up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-2344202437929772355?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/2344202437929772355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/05/1st-return-to-clementi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2344202437929772355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2344202437929772355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/05/1st-return-to-clementi.html' title='1st return to clementi'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-6518203469061548827</id><published>2007-05-20T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;hard looking i may be&lt;br /&gt;but i m soft inside&lt;br /&gt;tough looking i may be&lt;br /&gt;but i m weak inside&lt;br /&gt;brave looking i may be&lt;br /&gt;but i m scared inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur insincerity made me lose faith in u&lt;br /&gt;ur insincerity made me lose confidence in u&lt;br /&gt;ur insincerity made me lose the reliance on u&lt;br /&gt;ur insincerity made me lose my trust in u&lt;br /&gt;ur insincerity made me lose all my feelings for u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone were the days of a happy family&lt;br /&gt;the voidness left behind was a unrepairable one&lt;br /&gt;the laughter once present was nt the same again&lt;br /&gt;all left behind was a sea of memories&lt;br /&gt;memories that meant alot to me&lt;br /&gt;the times that you stood up for me&lt;br /&gt;the times that i didnt stood up for u&lt;br /&gt;my love for u will always be there&lt;br /&gt;may peace and happiness be with u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-6518203469061548827?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/6518203469061548827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/05/thots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6518203469061548827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6518203469061548827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/05/thots.html' title='thots'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-1455777375151819869</id><published>2007-05-18T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;it hurts losing someone whom u love dearly&lt;br /&gt;it hurts more &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;losing 2 in a space of less than a year&lt;br /&gt;fated? i dunno&lt;br /&gt;why? i dunno&lt;br /&gt;fair? definitely not!&lt;br /&gt;i cried &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it left a scar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a deep scar in my heart&lt;br /&gt;my world came crumbing down&lt;br /&gt;20 years of "fairy tale" came into a not so happily ever after&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-1455777375151819869?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/1455777375151819869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/05/sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/1455777375151819869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/1455777375151819869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/05/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-265397253432273571</id><published>2007-04-20T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mum</title><content type='html'>A terrible week for my family, a week that everyone will not want to go through. Why must it happen? I am trying to be strong as i need to support my dad and my sister. I cannot fall and i know there are many ppl around me who is supporting my family and I. What i really need now is my mum back. Healthy and being with me, thats all i wish for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I advocated im my entry of not regretting after doing something however i m now a regreter of not doing something.. Many things i wished i had done with my mum was not done what i ask for is another chance. A chance which i have been praying for. Keeping my hopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if things have been pre plan right from the start.. Every event leads to the other.. Just give me another chance I just want to get scolded by my mum again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-265397253432273571?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/265397253432273571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/04/mum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/265397253432273571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/265397253432273571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/04/mum.html' title='Mum'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-6675346501015828256</id><published>2007-04-15T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The past week was as usual.. Same old week doing the same things and I should say it passed quite well.. Anyway C n R lessons are over no more slamming =) my right wrist that started hurting since end of bmt  hurts more n more, will go to see MO if i gt the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sentosa on saturday with SPEC 2 guys and 1 girl sgt huiwen.. lol i guess it must been hard on her for being the only lady there seeing a bunch of guys playing ard.. Went palawan beach and saw the fhm girls having their photoshoot.. well should say they are normal nothing special to me.. lolx maybe i m gay.. lolx had a nice tan b i feel i can be darker lidat more manly ma.. Went vivo after that.. walked around saw things which i like but i didnt get it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had family dinner as my uncle had struck lottery.. Coincidentally today was my grandma birthday as well.. If she is still around we would have celebrated her bday too.. miss her so much..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-6675346501015828256?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/6675346501015828256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/04/past-week-was-as-usual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6675346501015828256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6675346501015828256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/04/past-week-was-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-6033748453226257659</id><published>2007-04-08T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>Booked out on thurs night.. A long weekend for me, it made no difference for me as i stayed home for the whole of 3 days didnt even stepped out for a moment.. Slacked at home.. Wanted to go out but i didnt due to laziness.. Listened to music whenever i felt like if not its TV.. No life u can call it.. I am just plain lazy.. Booking in later.. Oh yeah.. feel like going for an &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;oversea trip&lt;/span&gt; after i pass out... Somewhere with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sea&lt;/span&gt;.. anyone interested?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-6033748453226257659?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/6033748453226257659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-friday-long-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6033748453226257659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6033748453226257659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-friday-long-weekend.html' title='Good Friday Long Weekend'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-1906844686126266025</id><published>2007-03-24T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT FAIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last weekend trip to IT fair was kinda a fruitful one because i manage to get my speakers, however it came at a hefty price of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$699&lt;/span&gt;.. Its expensive and ppl may be saying that i m not thrifty to save my money up.. But no regret, becos by regretting my decisions, i am just giving a tight slap to myself.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To people out there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Do wadeva u wanna do, just make sure that wadeva ur decisions are, just dont think back regretting making it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this philosophy applies to everything in life.. just dont do something harmful towards other ppl&lt;br /&gt;The past week in MPTS was not that bad. Had a trip to DB and the experience in there made me realise how important freedom is to me in my life.. To be honest, i dont think i be able to survive in there if i was to be lock up.. The thought of being confined in the cell unable to see the friends i have and losing the luxury i m enjoying outside is enough to scare me and make me be a law abiding person.. Trust me.. u wont want to be locked up in a pathetic cell.. Although i know that one must be answerable for his/her action, i just dont like the idea of locking a person up for the mistake he make.. But too bad, MAN has not come up with ways to punish somebody in a quick manner and make the other remorse over his mistake.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-1906844686126266025?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/1906844686126266025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/03/it-fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/1906844686126266025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/1906844686126266025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/03/it-fair.html' title='IT FAIR'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-7448278356751369647</id><published>2007-03-09T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MP Command</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;SISPEC days are over... Posted to a new unit.. Military Police Command, currently at Military Police Training School (MPTS) should say that my postings are getting slacker n slacker liao.. from the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xiong xiong Ulysses&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;welfare Echo&lt;/span&gt; and right now to the &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;slack MPTS&lt;/span&gt; SPEC 2 course... Should say that MP is a very different vocation from what most ppl get to experience in NS.. No more chiong swah for me.. I m gonna be the police of the army.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;PRIDE, DISCIPLINE , HONOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the 3 main value of MP Command... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway.. people have been asking me when will i get a gf.. its not that i dont want.. its just that i cant find 1.. lol.. shld try harder liao.. dont wanna get bombard with similar qns.. getting difficult 2 answer them.. maybe i m not ready for it.. maybe i m not gd enuff for it.. only fate has the answer to it.. post my foto here la.. maybe some babes see le will be interested in me.. Interested babes pls leave ur contacts here !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/RfI7UxeUSlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/K-BiQPhtwnU/s1600-h/DSC00264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040156161044925010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/RfI7UxeUSlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/K-BiQPhtwnU/s320/DSC00264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/RfI7UheUSkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o-IcFXdfeAk/s1600-h/DSC00257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040156156749957698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/RfI7UheUSkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o-IcFXdfeAk/s320/DSC00257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-7448278356751369647?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/7448278356751369647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/03/mp-command.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/7448278356751369647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/7448278356751369647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/03/mp-command.html' title='MP Command'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPo6gNwwj3o/RfI7UxeUSlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/K-BiQPhtwnU/s72-c/DSC00264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-2841364353938154494</id><published>2007-02-16T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cny... isit really cny?</title><content type='html'>Its CNY eve today.. It should be a joyous period for all chinese, however the joyous mood that I should have is just not the same as before.. The festive period made me miss my grandma even further.. It's the first time going thru the season without the presence of her which made it even harder for me to accept the fact that she is gone.. The memories and flashbacks kept coming back to me. I m trying to be normal but i just cant do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;continue post ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CNY today.. unusual, not the same, not preparing to go my grandma hse to bai nian... seems weird.. i miss her mian xian... usual breakfast on cny... not anymore frm this yr onward.. the feeling of not able to greet her again is hard to accept... not sure whether isit ah ma blessing us.. she let my dad strike 4d and dad gave me a sum of money.. a form of substitution as a red packet frm my grandma? i believe it is..i believe she is watching us frm above and protecting us frm harm.. missing her... alot of things cannot be done or should i say not being done this cny... something is missing.. hope its gonna be a peaceful yr for my family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-2841364353938154494?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/2841364353938154494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-isit-really-cny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2841364353938154494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2841364353938154494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-isit-really-cny.html' title='cny... isit really cny?'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-5195586764118553304</id><published>2007-02-10T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Exile</title><content type='html'>Okay.. I am back from my exile.. Many things happened during this period of time.. Passing Out from BMT and now being in School of Infantry Specialist (SISPEC) for my BSLC.. 2 more weeks from becoming a coporal and embarking on a new journey to becoming a sergeant either thru ASLC or other supporting wings.. Should say that my BSLC time was much better than BMT, at least i find it less xiong than BMT.. Maybe due to me adapting to army life.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really flies, its 2007, 2nd month into it, 1 week away from CNY.. Some ppl are still being kept in my heart, missing them and the things that were associated with them. The conversations, the food and the encouragements and care showered upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its just a post to let ppl who cares know that i am fine.. more updates to come if i have the time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-5195586764118553304?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/5195586764118553304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/02/back-from-exile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5195586764118553304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5195586764118553304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2007/02/back-from-exile.html' title='Back from Exile'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-2648286909332906628</id><published>2006-09-28T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love u Ah Ma!!!</title><content type='html'>2 weeks confinement in camp.. 10days into confinement.. I was made to lost my love one.. Forever... Why must this happen to me? Does my grandma deserve this? leaving this world still worried about me.. unable to see me for 1 last time before leaving this world... Ah Ma was always worried for me before i enlisted and i am sure she is right until her last breath.. What i wanted her to know was that i can cope with life inside and let her see me in my smart 4 to make her feel less worried for me.. Why wasnt i given the chance.? Why made her leave in such a sudden manner? Just suddenly her blood vessel in her brain burst and caused her to be brain dead while she was preparing dinner.. It really hurt me to lose my ah ma... I was clutching her hands to accompany her on her last journey just like what i will always do when walking her home... this was wad i wanted to do.. the beeping of the machine indicating her heartbeat rate really made things worse.. the feeling is very bad.. very very bad.. i held on until it reach zero.. thats the least i could do at the moment of time..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/01-01-06_1238done.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/320/01-01-06_1238done.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/01-01-06_1227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/320/01-01-06_1227.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss Ah Ma.. I miss her cookings.. i missed her everything.. she was such a doting grandma who dotes on her grandchildren especially me.. she did all these things not asking anything in return.. there is no way i can see her anymore.. memories are the only things that i have of her.. I love u Ah Ma.. If given the chance, i hope i can be ur grandson in my next life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-2648286909332906628?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/2648286909332906628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-love-u-ah-ma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2648286909332906628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2648286909332906628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-love-u-ah-ma.html' title='I love u Ah Ma!!!'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-6719485797626571350</id><published>2006-09-06T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7th Sept</title><content type='html'>As promised, i said that i will have a final post before i get in.. So now at 0111 just home, feeling fresh and awake.. its time i get into action..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 hrs later, i be on my way to Tekong!! The "home" of most guys in Singapore.. lolx. where boys will turn into man.. seriously i am not feeling scared or wad.. just taking things as they come.. 1 step at a time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be miss by some, and there are also some that may not notice my disappearance.. Only u will know the answer.. To those who miss me, i thank u.. For those that didnt, so be it.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you those who had accompany in my final few weeks!! *90 degree bow*  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Poh Jun Hao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-6719485797626571350?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/6719485797626571350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/09/7th-sept.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6719485797626571350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6719485797626571350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/09/7th-sept.html' title='7th Sept'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-8839454540622095880</id><published>2006-08-28T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Marathon...</title><content type='html'>Mth of August is a mth of movies for me.. A total of 8-9 movies i caught on the screen this mth.. just practically lost count.. lazy 2 count and list them out too.. Last weekend i managed to catch 4 movies.. that was pretty fun and interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught [[The Break Up]] with mich .. should say it was quite a funny show bt there were parts dat were boring.. simply a waste of time... the show could have been made better!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday met up with Sarah to watch [[Snakes on the Plane]], early in the morning.. and i slpt at 4 due to the fun i had on friday.. Snake was on the 11am slot.. struggled to wake but i cant put sarah aeroplane so boh bian must wake up meet her &lt;br /&gt;=( but no regrets becos we had fun after movies went far east to eat jap food.. shld say its nt bad..quite yummilicious.. den we went to the bookshop in far east to return sarah's books and she gt a few others.. should say i was really impress to find the book store there and there were a large varieties of books available there..&lt;br /&gt;After that went penisula plaza to send something for alteration.. Den we went 2 city link and we went for ice cream waffle!! haha not bad as the weather was hot but eat too much ice cream will stomach pain.. think its my Irritable Bowel Syndrome(IBS) thats causing it.. its all in the mind!!! we went marina sq after dat and walk ard shopping ard.. wanted 2 buy my creative 5.1 speakers but out of stock.. sianx.. den sarah went home and i went esplanade.. library... there gt live band playing in the library.. seriously that was the last thing i expected in a library.. seriously i think they sang quite well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.. 2 movies 2day.. Both horror with mich .. See no evil (cine) and American Haunting (ps).. I should say both are not bad.. bt i prefer See no evil becos it actually managed 2 gave me some scare and its gross.. thats why i like it.. Went PS look for my speakers.. OOS also.. nt fated to own them so forget it... At night went back to cine to eat LJS.. quite long nv eat therefore must eat b4 i go in.. i m like fulfilling my unfinished wishes so that i can leave in peace.. Den walk mich back to parkmall nearer to her place.. seriously wanted 2 send her home bt she insist that i do not.. the stretch of road was so quiet nt a soul in sight.. i probably shld have sent her home but i din.. ungentleman leh lolx.. next time i will send her home if i gt the chance.. i was suppose 2 leave bt when i saw her walking alone.. i ran back to her wanting to ask her whether she really dont need me to send her home.. but that was a wrong move.. i scared her instead.. damn sorry abt it.. my plan backfired.. haix.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall.. i really had an enjoyable weekend thanks u very much.. 9 days remaining.. &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;em&gt;The more i enjoy myself now, The more reluctant i will be...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-8839454540622095880?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/8839454540622095880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/08/movie-marathon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/8839454540622095880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/8839454540622095880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/08/movie-marathon.html' title='Movie Marathon...'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-834225853517803225</id><published>2006-08-19T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>juz nt feeling right...</title><content type='html'>juz not feeling right.. the feelin is just weird.. =( bored.. fucking bored.. i dont think it will work.. just dont think so.. moody me again.. back to where i was in the past.. as always..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-834225853517803225?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/834225853517803225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/08/juz-nt-feeling-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/834225853517803225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/834225853517803225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/08/juz-nt-feeling-right.html' title='juz nt feeling right...'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-1231445958152439435</id><published>2006-08-15T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11-15 Aug</title><content type='html'>11 Aug&lt;br /&gt;Bowling session with mich, sarah, shandy, js, jx, lewis and duane.. Met them after the roadshow at NTU.. 3 games each.. lolx 1st game was the best score for most of us.. all still very fresh and concentrating.. hand nt pain, nails not broken.. After that we went TCC at great world for chit chat and chill ard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 Aug&lt;br /&gt;Still enjoying the fun last night. I woke up preparing for my long day ahead. Its gonna be a fun filled and eventful day.. Met js 1st den proceed to PS for movies with mich.. watching [[GHOST GAME]] it nt a very gd show to me becos it didnt manage 2 scare the shit out of me.. but the girls were freaked out.. esp mich becos she was juz beside me.. i wonder its me who freaked her out with my antics or the show itself.. haha maybe its the mixture of both.. both visual of the show and my "live" effect.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dat we went to esplanade to catch the last fireworks for the SFF.. damn crowded la.. walk and walk cant really manage to find a spot we like.. then we just decided to take a cab to marina south.. its cool over there.. dark no crowded and we managed to find a spot just beside the river sitted juz on the edge.. took pictures and enjoyed the fireworks.. panoramic view of singapore.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/SANY0723.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/320/SANY0723.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/SANY0742.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/320/SANY0742.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/SANY0706.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/320/SANY0706.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went mich hse and we went devils after dat forgeting to eat dinner... devils was fun and dats all i can say... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Aug&lt;br /&gt;Met mich for movies.. [[Click]].. nice movie.. funny and i luffed the hell out of me.. there are also some emotional part.. i nearly cried but i din.. becos i can ctrl.. lolx.. nice movie overall.. just dat i m lost during some parts of it.. lolx.. catch it if u can!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Sept is nearing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-1231445958152439435?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/1231445958152439435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/08/11-15-aug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/1231445958152439435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/1231445958152439435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/08/11-15-aug.html' title='11-15 Aug'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-1662802038297682342</id><published>2006-08-07T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toby God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/Image%28780%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" height="181" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/320/Image%28780%29.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 July 2006 is the day that I wouldnt forget in my life.. New member of my family, Toby God, miniature schnauzer.. He is gonna be my boy.. my cute little boy... 14 May 2006 is his birthday so dont forget to send in his present early to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well had a BBQ on sat and it was ok.. the movie was cool, Tokyo Drift.. the cars really cool the drifting was made looking easy just the pulling of handbrakes.. lolx.. wonder hw many idiots will be trying this move out on the streets.. accident rates sure increase!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more mth to enlist.. must go train hw to swim.. lolx i dont wan waste my time 2 go swimming lessons inside.. hope everything will be fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok dats for now.. j&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/Their%20Last%20Day%20In%20Office.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/320/Their%20Last%20Day%20In%20Office.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;uz lazy to blog.. post pics for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/Steamboat%20At%20Beach%20Rd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/320/Steamboat%20At%20Beach%20Rd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/Us%20In%20Lily%20Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/320/Us%20In%20Lily%20Room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/Us%20At%20The%20Legends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/320/Us%20At%20The%20Legends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-1662802038297682342?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/1662802038297682342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/08/toby-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/1662802038297682342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/1662802038297682342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/08/toby-god.html' title='Toby God'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-6386015881225199799</id><published>2006-08-05T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today i went bbq, watch movies and talk to michelle</title><content type='html'>today i went bbq, watch movie and talk to michelle..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-6386015881225199799?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/6386015881225199799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-i-went-bbq-watch-movies-and-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6386015881225199799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6386015881225199799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-i-went-bbq-watch-movies-and-talk.html' title='today i went bbq, watch movies and talk to michelle'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-3083106353181733975</id><published>2006-07-25T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Number 59</title><content type='html'>Well... Its been 2 mths since i last had an serious posting... Just practically gt tired over it.. Pondered over whether to close down tis blog, becos i dont think there are many who are really interested in the entries.. Self doubting nearly end the glorious history of my site... Over the past week, i was being told 2 update so i m back due to popular demands.. Only 3 though!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mth of June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tioman trip was cool.. Under the Sun, Snorkelling with fishes, some which are quite big.. scary at 1st but got used to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 June- Graduation.. Not bad la.. wear smart but act dumb... lolx.. becos i dont think i can behave smartly...I am more adept to behaving casually.. Maybe with more exposure in wearing formal, i will improve... Wasnt bad to be graduating, 3yrs of studies ended in a blink of the eye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 June - Birthday... Seriously forgotten wad i did on that day... shld be work den go home had dinner with my family as a form of celebration.. No life... When will my special one celebrate with me? 1 out of 50,000.. WHERE ARE U?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well June was rather a peaceful mth ba.. So nothing much.. i also forgotten most part of it apart frm the impt dates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July is mth of bdays.. Happy birthday YeeMan, Jingshi and Yuwen !!! 22nd, 21st and 20th respectively!!.. Oopss womens' age was suppose to be kept secret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Last week of M2B.. Cool!! few more days of fun and leisure in the company.. the experience isnt dat bad at all.. known quite a few... namely Sarah, Michelle, Van and others.. to many to be named.. Michelle was dao at 1st.. when she told us not to eat the sweets, i kinda dont like her.. sounds rude to me.. lolx but now ah.. Michelle no one scared liao.. lolx now we can bully her, if we dont bully her she will bully us.. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there is a tinge of sadness leaving, not becos of the work, its becos of the ppl and the wonderful memories dat was given to me... only the happy one were wonderful.. lolx gt scolding is nt wonderful... Remember that time Sarah send us mail "scold" us, that was kinda scary dare not look at her for a week ba till she come msn me... after that.. things were back to normal between me n her.. no more scariness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to continue liao... So keep a look out for no. 60 ba.. maybe it will be long time b4 i blog..&lt;br /&gt;43 days to go!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-3083106353181733975?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/3083106353181733975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/07/post-number-59.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3083106353181733975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3083106353181733975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/07/post-number-59.html' title='Post Number 59'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-4813683622247009862</id><published>2006-06-01T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Norah Jones -  Lonestar</title><content type='html'>Norah Jones -  Lonestar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonestar where are you out tonight?&lt;br /&gt;This feeling I'm trying to fight&lt;br /&gt;It's dark and I think that I would give anything&lt;br /&gt;For you to shine down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far you are I just don't know&lt;br /&gt;The distance I'm willing to go&lt;br /&gt;I pick up a stone that I cast to the sky&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for some kind of sign&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-4813683622247009862?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/4813683622247009862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/06/norah-jones-lonestar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4813683622247009862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4813683622247009862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/06/norah-jones-lonestar.html' title='Norah Jones -  Lonestar'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-7605882160289395166</id><published>2006-05-15T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15days</title><content type='html'>2-3 weeks since i last blogged.. I am just plain lazy to do so.. Lazy to sign in, lazy to type, lazy to do anything abt this blog.. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few weeks was quite packed with activities.. Badminton, Swimming, Ubin, Badminton...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton was fun la, since so long nv play liao, its good to pick up the racket n start getting a feel of the game.. Today's badminton was tiring 2hrs+ but at least it quality time spent instead of just cropping up at home doing nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming, as those ard me know i cant really swim, i went to swim anyway just to practice.. I only know how to do the free-style but its really tiring and i manage to swim half the length of the pool.. got tired and gave up.. i think if i really wanna do it, i will be able to do it.. Practice makes perfect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/Yeah%21%20we%20leaving%20the%20hell.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ubin...&lt;br /&gt;2nd time going different grp of ppl.. The end result is still the same, fun!! Though time was short, 3hrs but its quite fun... Dont want describe, pics will do the job for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/DSC02571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/320/DSC02571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/DSC02575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/320/DSC02575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/old%20man%20part%20II.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/DSC02564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/320/DSC02564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/NICE%20shot%21.....at%20least%20the%20color%20is%20nice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/320/NICE%20shot%21.....at%20least%20the%20color%20is%20nice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-7605882160289395166?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/7605882160289395166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/05/15days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/7605882160289395166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/7605882160289395166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/05/15days.html' title='15days'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-5233497917063381156</id><published>2006-04-27T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Auction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/pic3231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/320/pic3231.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-5233497917063381156?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/5233497917063381156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/04/auction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5233497917063381156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5233497917063381156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/04/auction.html' title='Auction'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-5712683872387797961</id><published>2006-04-25T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fullfilling week?</title><content type='html'>Last week, Wednesday to be precise, went to meet the girls and jx.. Went to eat and watch 8 Below, a true story based on 8 dogs and a team of antartica expenditures.. Was touching, it really touched me but it didnt make me cry.. where got cry so easily one.. lolx bt i really recommend this show to ppl whom i know.. went to The Cathay to watched it, really grand, like a performance theatre gt usher to usher to our seats, 1st class svc sia, and the ticket price is the same.. Is this the 1st World Service that our 1st World Government brought us? lolx sounds political!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received my enlistment letter, 7th September.. Sounds sooo far away.. bt anyway its better to know it better den being kept in the dark.. Planning to find jobs but lazy leh, thinking that i will lead a very tiring life if i work.. Need to travel to work den come home so tired, sounds v no life.. I think i m plain lazy.. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, thinking bout the coming elections, though i cant vote, bt i had many views on it sia... Y should we vote for PAP? The new generation like mine is not that Pro-PAP anymore.. We really seek to have an opposing voice in Parliament.. Isit good for Singapore to have a 100% PAP Government? Its not that the PAP is a bad government, but what if it mis-govern? Some policies may not seems as good as what it seems on paper, therefore we need an opposing voice to show the PAP the other side of the coin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SDP, Chee Soon Juan, formerly a lecturer defamed the MM and PM and literally the whole government. What caused such a drastic change? From a lecturer to a guy who had somehow like lost his sense and act inappropriate? My dad say maybe Chee was Liang Chao Wei in Wu Jian Dao, where he was a spy by PAP sent into the oppositions to create havoc and makes the oppositions look lousy and incredible.. Btw Chee was sack because he misused fund from the school by buying stamps for his personal mailings. Will a few stamps caused such hatred that last many years and eventually made him a bankrupt losing his reputations from the lawsuits he had.. Singapore u shall be the judge!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-5712683872387797961?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/5712683872387797961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/04/fullfilling-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5712683872387797961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5712683872387797961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/04/fullfilling-week.html' title='Fullfilling week?'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-6837206311430529491</id><published>2006-04-20T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/Backgrd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 185px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/400/Backgrd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my backgrd and everthing, thanks to window blinds 5, there are still so many skins to choose from, really spoilt for choice, want them? approach me den!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-6837206311430529491?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/6837206311430529491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-love-my-backgrd-and-everthing-thanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6837206311430529491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6837206311430529491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-love-my-backgrd-and-everthing-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-5402966168409778119</id><published>2006-04-09T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomb sweeping season..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:宋体;"&gt;Well its back to the tomb sweeping period of the lunar calendar, i can say that its the busiest one i ever had.. I was involved in all the visit to all the graves and urns. My maternal side, that one very xiong ah.. Need to climb hill leh, and it just rain, very slippery.. Imagine urself climbing up a 45 degree slope with only a rope to cling on. Lolx going up is easy but going down was nearly death for me.. Nearly slip but heng my strong arms hold myself up.. lolx training for NS wor.. Lazy to pt the pic up, i took the pic of the slope but inside the "jungle" i dare nt take.. i scared i take picture of ghost.. lolx its not worth taking the risk.. The whole hill only me and my uncle, you dont know wad may happen.. Straying far in thoughts, maybe gt white mist and i cant find my way out, i m trapped forever.. lolx U shall see me on "Missing" Tv programme.. The other remaining one quite SOP, nothing much to talk about also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tomb sweeping has been carrying on for thousands of years. Chinese tradition huh.?!? I was wondering where are the descendants of those un-maintain tomb.. Maybe all dead also so therefore no one go tend to it or maybe they cant be bothered to go visit.. Account Closed le.. lolx.There are more dead den the livings in this world.. Oh yeah, i was walking past those tombs and urns wondering whether i will see a picture who somehow resemble me, I was not implying that i m dead or wad, just wondering whether i can see my previous life. I tou tai le but look similar in this life. Who knows i may just see myself 1 day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i haven receive my enlistment letter yet, hoping that i will receive them soon and enlist after my bday. It will be saddening to spend my 20th bday in camp with a bunch of unknown ppl..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:宋体;"&gt;Trend: Why are all the guys showing off their enlistment dates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:宋体;color:black;"   lang="EN-US"&gt;Becos they want to gain attention from the gals who they hope will come wish them well or whatever shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:宋体;"  lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:宋体;color:black;"   lang="EN-US"&gt;Got this answer from my friend. I somehow agree with him too. There are just too many attention grabber who wish for sympathy. Am I one too? You shall be the judge and time will tell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:宋体;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:宋体;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-5402966168409778119?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/5402966168409778119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/04/tomb-sweeping-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5402966168409778119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5402966168409778119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/04/tomb-sweeping-season.html' title='Tomb sweeping season..'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-1742398835115122574</id><published>2006-03-31T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Munich</title><content type='html'>Watched [[Munich]] yesterday night, the movie about the terrorist killing the Israeli athletic at the Olympics. I thought its gonna be how the terrorists kill the Israelis, I was proven wrong as the show starts right after they are killed. Its about how the government hire 5 men to hunt down the guys who had planned the terrorist act. A total of 11 ppl, its a true story. In the end, 9 out of the 11 were hunted and killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, something stirred my mind because for the one that was being killed, they will immediately be replaced by someone down the hierachy. A never ending process will take place. It makes me wonder why are the American hunting down Osama Bin Laden, its Osama not Bin Laden as Bin Laden was Osama's father. By hunting him down, it isn't going to help as a new cell will take over his position. Americans are doing so just to show their power that they can stop anybody including Saddam Hussein. The old Bush cant do it so the current Bush helped his father to fulfill his wish. Bush stands for " Beat Up Saddam Hussein ". Hope I don't get into any trouble with this entry. I believe that everyone should be given free speech, it no good bottling up there. Terrorist will be a never ending process at least for the next few decades and maybe even till the day I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 1st place, why are there so many terrorist? What's the objectives of these people? What made them like this? To me, I think its mainly due to the unfair treatment they received and they do not like to be oppressed by the Westerner. They want to have their own identity and they loath the existent of the Israelis. It all down to the problem of religion. Did God made man to fight against one another? Btw, I don't really believe God create human. They said that the first human was Adam and God used one of his ribs to create Eve, so are they Caucasian? If they are Caucasian and white, how come there are now so many ppl with different skin colour and religions. Anyone care to explain?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-1742398835115122574?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/1742398835115122574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/03/munich.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/1742398835115122574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/1742398835115122574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/03/munich.html' title='Munich'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-3033371330580613482</id><published>2006-03-29T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reflection..</title><content type='html'>Time for reflection, its been a month since my last paper and practically i have not been doing anything that is meaningful and enriching to my life. I am wasting my life away. Life had been wasted with the gaming i am doing all day round, i shouldnt carry on like this!! I wish to do something meaningful like voluntary work or picking up a new skill. Its not good idling around doing nothing all day wrong. Any ideas and suggestions that can enrich my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, b12 was not keen on canoeing apart from a few. Everyone had their personal commitment and have no time to entertain old friends le.. Thats saddening.. Its never the same again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-3033371330580613482?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/3033371330580613482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/03/reflection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3033371330580613482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3033371330580613482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/03/reflection.html' title='reflection..'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-4307194950562972849</id><published>2006-03-28T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>28 March 2005, Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with best friend =) went to watched Dorm.. I tot it was a ghost story, a very scary one but it turned out otherwise. Its not that scary, its more like a boy went to a boarding school in a new environment and he knewa new friend who is a ghost. Its quite touching anyway like what my best friend said.. 1st time i see my best friend in 1 week plus? back from japan le and thanks for the prezzie..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-4307194950562972849?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/4307194950562972849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/03/28-march-2005-monday-went-out-with-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4307194950562972849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4307194950562972849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/03/28-march-2005-monday-went-out-with-best.html' title=''/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-7731434464978252846</id><published>2006-03-26T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday... a quite fulfilling sunday?</title><content type='html'>OK, nt as aimless as compared to the previous few days.. I helped my dad washed car though i din help much but i learnt a few things about car maintenence today.. it isnt that difficult as what i had imagine... after that went to jalan besar a restaurant ard there to celebrate my ah ma bday wor.. i din know she is 79 le haha.. love her so much =) and my aunts were discussing about how to celebrate my ah gong 80 bday coming in july... its gonna be a grand affair haha 80 da shou leh... but but but wondering will i be there anot.. maybe i will be in camp le =( thats bad man i gonna miss it... btw drank something nice 2day.. "SHANDY", well well its like the jolly shandy drink i suppose it is.. Recipe: just mix beer with 7-Up or Sprite.. the taste really nice wor.. i gonna try it again maybe in a few days time.. Oh well, best friend is back.. thats all ba..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-7731434464978252846?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/7731434464978252846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/03/sunday-quite-fulfilling-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/7731434464978252846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/7731434464978252846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/03/sunday-quite-fulfilling-sunday.html' title='Sunday... a quite fulfilling sunday?'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-4106123246357710039</id><published>2006-03-20T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="180" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NEdAeZiXpzk"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NEdAeZiXpzk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="180" width="250"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flipping thru some old things n i found this.. its really bring lotsa memories back to me... my project dream team.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: if u wan to stop the back grd music juz press stop at the top.. the cross sign..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-4106123246357710039?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/4106123246357710039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/03/blaw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4106123246357710039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4106123246357710039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/03/blaw.html' title='Blaw'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-2276557231104864697</id><published>2006-03-20T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1....</title><content type='html'>Best friend... i miss u leh... its only day 1 and i miss u... very bored at home u know i did practically the same thing for the whole day.. gaming tv gaming tv... i started my business but i dunno hw to go there.. i bought a bowling alley.. haha.. u must be having fun in tokyo with my clone(joe) lolx.. dun think u gt miss me leh.. or did u miss me? bored bored bored.. nw is 0016 n i cant slp... no one to talk on phone also.. haix.. all i can listen is the ringtone in my phone( the one with you) haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-2276557231104864697?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/2276557231104864697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/03/day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2276557231104864697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2276557231104864697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/03/day-1.html' title='Day 1....'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-50741201613807172</id><published>2006-03-17T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoo</title><content type='html'>well well.. worked for the past week from IT fair to the part time store worker at Maxsoft... can say that its quite a fulfilling experience la i did learn something from them about packaging and wrapping i finally understand how Huang Na was wrapped up.. if u guys need help u may approach me.. lolx knew quite a number of ppl interesting ppl as well from dunno each other feeling nervous at the 1st day of IT fair of not knowing what to expect to the day i left yesterday, we surely had gt closer and i should say that i was a bit yiyi bu she.. weird feeling man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a psp!!! from my pay, i bought from the company.. lolx i still need to dao tie them money.. i told them next time dun give money next time give psp can liao la no pt right.. they give me i give them back... m i being too splurgeful?? 470 bucks gone within secs of receiving it... bt i feel its better den building a godlike come 2000+ for 2 days of use after i go army wasteful... well.. thats all i can think off for this past week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: oh yeah, from the IT fair, i realised dat many cmi guys always have chiobu as their gf... shld i be cmi or i m already cmi? lolx&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-50741201613807172?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/50741201613807172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/03/woohoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/50741201613807172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/50741201613807172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/03/woohoo.html' title='woohoo'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-9025042835773417572</id><published>2006-03-07T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>contributing back to the society</title><content type='html'>hey... been wanting to donate blood since a long time ago.. want to find ppl to go with me leh dunno gt anybody wants and dare to go anot.. we must contribute back to the society.. ur packet of blood may save a person's life.. so pls come contact me k.. to be frank i am also scared but u never know until u try.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-9025042835773417572?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/9025042835773417572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/03/contributing-back-to-society.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/9025042835773417572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/9025042835773417572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/03/contributing-back-to-society.html' title='contributing back to the society'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-899111787315590661</id><published>2006-03-03T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:43.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>think its accurate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Myth: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geminis are supposed to be talkative types; always on the phone and forever doing deals. They are, allegedly, good at trading and persuading. They like accumulating trivial information and ask endless questions all the time. It is also said that Geminis are "two people in one" full of contradictions and prone to sudden mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Truth: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geminis are definitely busy people. It's rare to find one sitting still and doing nothing. They have active inquiring minds and particularly enjoy conversations that involve an exchange of information. Not all Geminis though, are gregarious. Some are reflective and shy. Nor is every Gemini a natural salesperson. Some have no interest in commerce. All though, are a little competitive. They can rarely resist showing someone else how a job should be done or a problem should be solved. As for moodiness, well they &lt;b&gt;can&lt;/b&gt; be full of sunshine one moment and fury the next but then who can't? All that's unusual is the speed at which they can change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Key To Success: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were born under the sign of the twins, you shouldn't see yourself as a "split personality". You are simply someone who can see both sides to every coin. It's your ability to be flexible, to act on the spur of the moment and to ask the one obvious question that nobody else seems able to think of which makes you, such a powerful force in business... and such a helpful person to have as a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-899111787315590661?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/899111787315590661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/03/think-its-accurate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/899111787315590661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/899111787315590661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/03/think-its-accurate.html' title='think its accurate'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-6765364674862665209</id><published>2006-02-21T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cant think of a title...</title><content type='html'>3days before first paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done a lot of things in the past week... complete the BPC presentation which jonas say was a success and we are the top 3 class.. surprise to hear that though, i though ours was sucky but there are others who are worse than us.. lolx BPC report creatively done man, heard ppl saying its nice and i really think the burning part was nice, very very realistic juz like recover from a burning house.. thanks my dad for some help he gave me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch I not stupid too... Not very nice as i had expected, its below my zone of tolerance.. lolx the experience attribute was lousy la.. so noisy inside den the show was like soso i tot it will be vvvv humorous but the ending was sosososo okok lo... too draggy for me, its good for girls though.. nice time for them to let the tear glands work. What interest me most was not the movie but jx.. lolx nice to see that she gone to see the movie but can sense that she was scared and nervous.. maybe a few more experience like this will make her feel better ba.. jiayou ba!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now come the serious topic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Will u support your parents when they grow old??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well i heard sonia saying that her mum asked her whether she could move in with sonia if she gt a house of her own.. sonia reaction was a direct &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"NO". &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;isnt surprised with sonia's answer as i rate her as someone who had conked up there, her thinking always differ from others or should i say most of the time... She said that even if she is single and not married for her rest of the life, she wont want her mum to stay with her.. I feel its kinda ungrateful.. u stayed with your mum for 20 years and u dont want to stay with her anymore..  you still have the cheek to continue staying with her for now. its not that you have such great hatred that you wish to see your mum dead.  She wanted to live her own life and live alone.. I wonder how she will feel when she grow old and her children abandon her and she will realised how fucked up she has treated her parents.. and how fucked up her life have been..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i m her dad, i would have chased her out immediately i see how she survive..leave her to rot her life away... It not that not living with your parents is bad.. i just find her reasoning sucks.. too sucky to be accepted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl.. what are your views? was i right or was i wrong? maybe u peeps have the same thoughts as her but i m not despising u.. if u feel that what she said was right.. feel free to confront me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-6765364674862665209?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/6765364674862665209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/02/cant-think-of-title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6765364674862665209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6765364674862665209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/02/cant-think-of-title.html' title='Cant think of a title...'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-4894947527510561365</id><published>2006-02-08T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my life is fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4 papers and 3 projects with 2 weeks lefts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;not been blogging for a long time, been so lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;loads of things on my mind not wanting to free them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now&lt;br /&gt;But hey, what daddy always tell you?&lt;br /&gt;Straighten up little soldier&lt;br /&gt;Stiffen up that upper lip&lt;br /&gt;What you crying about?&lt;br /&gt;You got me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailie I know you miss your mom and I know you miss your dad&lt;br /&gt;When I'm gone but I'm trying to give you the life that I never had&lt;br /&gt;I can see you're sad, even when you smile, even when you laugh&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in your eyes, deep inside you want to cry&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you're scared, I ain't there?&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's with you in your prayers&lt;br /&gt;No more crying, wipe them tears&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's here, no more nightmares&lt;br /&gt;We gon' pull together through it, we gon' do it&lt;br /&gt;Laney uncles crazy, aint he?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah but he loves you girl and you better know it&lt;br /&gt;We're all we got in this world&lt;br /&gt;When it spins, when it swirls&lt;br /&gt;When it whirls, when it twirls&lt;br /&gt;Two little beautiful girls&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' puzzled, in a daze&lt;br /&gt;I know it's confusing you&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's always on the move, mamma's always on the news&lt;br /&gt;I try to keep you sheltered from it but somehow it seems&lt;br /&gt;The harder that I try to do that, the more it backfires on me&lt;br /&gt;All the things growing up his daddy that he had to see&lt;br /&gt;Daddy don't want you to see but you see just as much as he did&lt;br /&gt;We did not plan it to be this way, your mother and me&lt;br /&gt;But things have gotten so bad between us&lt;br /&gt;I don't see us ever being together ever again&lt;br /&gt;Like we used to be when we was teenagers&lt;br /&gt;But then of course everything always happens for a reason&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was never meant to be&lt;br /&gt;But it's just something we have no control over and that's what destiny is&lt;br /&gt;But no more worries, rest your head and go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day we'll wake up and this will all just be a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now hush little baby, don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;Everything's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;Stiffen that upper lip up little lady, I told ya&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's here to hold ya through the night&lt;br /&gt;I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why&lt;br /&gt;We feel how we feel inside&lt;br /&gt;It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby&lt;br /&gt;But I promise momma's gon' be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny&lt;br /&gt;I remember back one year when daddy had no money&lt;br /&gt;Mommy wrapped the Christmas presents up&lt;br /&gt;And stuck 'em under the tree and said some of 'em were from me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz daddy couldn't buy 'em&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget that Christmas I sat up the whole night crying&lt;br /&gt;Cuz daddy felt like a bum, see daddy had a job&lt;br /&gt;But his job was to keep the food on the table for you and mom&lt;br /&gt;And at the time every house that we lived in&lt;br /&gt;Either kept getting broke into and robbed&lt;br /&gt;Or shot up on the block and your mom was saving money for you in a jar&lt;br /&gt;Tryna start a piggy bank for you so you could go to college&lt;br /&gt;Almost had a thousand dollars till someone broke in and stole it&lt;br /&gt;And I know it hurt so bad it broke your momma's heart&lt;br /&gt;And it seemed like everything was just startin' to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad was arguin' a lot so momma moved back&lt;br /&gt;On the Chalmers in the flat one bedroom apartment&lt;br /&gt;And dad moved back to the other side of 8 Mile on Novara&lt;br /&gt;And that's when daddy went to California with his CD and met Dr. Dre&lt;br /&gt;And flew you and momma out to see me&lt;br /&gt;But daddy had to work, you and momma had to leave me&lt;br /&gt;Then you started seeing daddy on the T.V. and momma didn't like it&lt;br /&gt;And you and Laney were to young to understand it&lt;br /&gt;Papa was a rollin' stone, momma developed a habit&lt;br /&gt;And it all happened too fast for either one of us to grab it&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sorry you were there and had to witness it first hand&lt;br /&gt;Cuz all I ever wanted to do was just make you proud&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm sittin in this empty house, just reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' at  your baby pictures, it just trips me out&lt;br /&gt;To see how much you both have grown, it's almost like you're sisters now&lt;br /&gt;Wow, guess you pretty much are and daddy's still here&lt;br /&gt;Laney I'm talkin' to you too, daddy's still here&lt;br /&gt;I like the sound of that, yeah&lt;br /&gt;It's got a ring to it don't it?&lt;br /&gt;Shh, momma's only gone for the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you ask me too&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird&lt;br /&gt;I'mma give you the world&lt;br /&gt;I'mma buy a diamond ring for you&lt;br /&gt;I'mma sing for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll do anything for you to see you smile&lt;br /&gt;And if that mockingbird don't sing and that ring don't shine&lt;br /&gt;I'mma break that birdies neck&lt;br /&gt;I'd go back to the jewler who sold it to ya&lt;br /&gt;And make him eat every carat don't fuck with dad (haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-4894947527510561365?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/4894947527510561365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-life-is-fucked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4894947527510561365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4894947527510561365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-life-is-fucked.html' title=''/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-5903497762449359550</id><published>2006-01-27T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel so impt!!!</title><content type='html'>haha.. i feel so impt.. seems that someone is listening carefully to what i said everytime ready to fire back at me.. dun buay hiao bai leh.. i not talking to you lor but y on earth u so kaypoh shoot me.. are girls so kaypoh and bitchy? i cant believe in modern days there are still girls who act like old grandma era days.. get off my back and fuck off from me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-5293835906922813251</id><published>2006-01-23T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hong kong</title><content type='html'>Well well back from hong kong... its so sad.. i kinda miss hk... had great fun during the trip with hui qi, sherry, shimin and maybe gk ba.. i think he is the only one that really tried to mixed with me from my class.. the rest are dispensable to me too so it doesnt matter to me, what matter most is i m with those i wan to be.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where shall i start, there are so many things 2 say.. there are so much free time and we went shopping n shopping the observation of shopping mall turned into shopping spree.. lolx it meant to be an educational trip but i find some of the things interesting too especially the tour of shangri la hk which was made so enjoyable by helena and the hotel rooms were so grand, the harbour view of the room even add on to the nice room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ocean park was fun too.. saw panda for the first time jia jia &amp; an an.. huiqi commented that is it too cold for the panda.. bt when we went into the enclosure its even colder than it was in hk.. i simply love the hk weather cooling and sometimes freaking cold but i dun like to wear my jacket.. i wan to enjoy the weather.. i even wore a shorts n tee to 7-11 late at night but it was juz so freaking cold.. lolx&lt;br /&gt;get back to ocean park, the talk by the marketing manager was interesting but they shld choose a better place for the talk.. shldnt be in the theatre where cold wind was blowing all the time.. lolx. i was first in line for the cold wind in my row.. cable car was fun but the fun part was the rides.. force sherry to take the roller coaster.. she was reluctant at 1st bt after the 1st ride she was ok with it.. lolx &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Never Know Until You Try!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the abyss was also interesting, free fall drop.. bt i still prefer the one in genting where it shoot up n down instead of the hk one which go up slowly n drop down.. that one only me n huiqi took it becos sherry n qiwan became humji hamster at the last minute.. weaklings!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip once again proven my relationship with my classmates.. i wasnt with them for most of the time and the sacarsm from yuhua made things worse but i was able to handle it, i wont let others affect me.. its all acting from them man.. i was really happy when jan, big nose, mag and yuhua was late for the bus.. whats more interesting was that THEIR SO CALLED CLOSE FRIENDS din bother to call them, they were happily playing cards.. thats how deep their relationship are!!! their one and only trip with them in their life? is that the end of their friendship in 2mths times? time will tell and the truth will prevail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank those who made my trip enjoyable!! Had a fun trip!! Those who din go dun feel disappointed because life is still long and there are still many chances =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/IMG_4249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/320/IMG_4249.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/IMG_4246.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/200/IMG_4246.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/DSCF1228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/320/DSCF1228.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-5293835906922813251?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/5293835906922813251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/01/hong-kong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5293835906922813251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5293835906922813251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/01/hong-kong.html' title='hong kong'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-6028360146589817010</id><published>2006-01-17T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for u..</title><content type='html'>This post is for u.. yeah u!! u been asking me to update so here i m at ard 1am the night before the hk trip.. sad that u wont be able to join us but nvm there are many other chances in your life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now.. kinda bored leh.. nothing to do but i think i sleeping soon le ba... abit sleepy le but i scared i off my com le i become awake.. lolx I also dunno what to blog.. my soccer match on sunday meh? its like so long ago.. i scored 2 goals n i really love my 1st goal when i slip the ball thru the legs of the on coming defending but seriously i did that after thinking of EPL hw strikers do that n i decided to give it a go n it works!! lolx cool.. i round the keeper n i score.. muahaha fun sia!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think dats all ba.. ppl dun miss me i be back on saturday nite 2340.. enjoy ur stay in sg ba..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-6028360146589817010?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/6028360146589817010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-for-u.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6028360146589817010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6028360146589817010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-for-u.html' title='Just for u..'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-3828280939847182736</id><published>2006-01-10T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S.H.E</title><content type='html'>haha... yesterday went 2 S.H.E autograph session.. many ppl many many ppl... thousands? tens of thousands? managed to shoke hands with the 3 of them.. look into my eyes and smile.. Hebe nv dao me liao.. haha.. we n tian ci cut queue lolx.. luckily met my baoc fren Yuchen.. without his help dunno wad time den can get the autograph.. after we gt the autograph we went smug.. go to the food court end n look at s.h.e because of the window seats we manage 2 grab hold of. i was commenting that these ppl are real stupid.. want to queue dun wan eat dinner.. lolx bt i was doing dat 30mins ago.. lolx..  i think my signature was nt bad.. at least look quite similar to theirs when they sign nicely and nt in a rush. HEBE!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the fan club ppl are stupid plain stupid.. Gt 2 guy keep kaobei.. wads funny becos he shouted and everyone started 2 move back.. i was standing there luffing nt understanding y they muz move back when he shout.. lolx dun move he also cannot do anything wad.. its in public area... bt had a nice experience.. 100% succession rate for me.. 3 times 3 times signed.. well well can anyone help me with this? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In S.H.E sheng qiang shou track 9, who said roll the drum? at first i felt its ella, bt after listening carefully and wad yuchen said i believed its selina liao.. the drum sounds so selina lo... i wonder who has the same ans as me.. can tell me k?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-3828280939847182736?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/3828280939847182736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/01/she.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3828280939847182736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3828280939847182736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/01/she.html' title='S.H.E'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-2158995111562447638</id><published>2006-01-06T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how things changed... hmm did it change?</title><content type='html'>haha... smm project 2 HK trip.. i was being drafted into their grp.. jan hl gk rachel grp.. yeah i mean drafted becos i was not informed and allocated into that grp.. juz like how a soldier is being drafted into army..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to few mths ago... they said dat they cant work with me say that i m dominating and bad tempered.. and now they drafted me into their grp.. have i change? i dont think i had becos i m still the same old me... this proved how hypocrite some ppl can be.. u think i be happy to be in ur grp? i doubt i will be... maybe they regret nt having me in their grp? who knows becos rachel was another slacker this semester.. its a shame that i m worse than a slacker.. lolx lets see how things go now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-2158995111562447638?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/2158995111562447638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/01/how-things-changed-hmm-did-it-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2158995111562447638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2158995111562447638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/01/how-things-changed-hmm-did-it-change.html' title='how things changed... hmm did it change?'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-6037465025153637341</id><published>2006-01-05T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye bitch!!!</title><content type='html'>good bye bitch aw pei yu... yeah its u... i dare to say ur name out... u are such a damn bloody bitch... juz a damn bitch who likes to act blur in projects.. its such a relief that u are out of my life... i juz cant believe how slack u are.. worse than me.. i doubt u know any of your projects' deadline.. i doubt u learnt anything in ur poly life... i doubt u deserve that diploma u gonna receive... i believe u are useless.. at least to me u are..when i saw ur nick, i juz cant believe u had the cheek to say that u had nothing to do and u are boring and u intend to enjoy urself.. i doubt u know that fp submission is next week.. thank god u are out of my life... luckily u are nt in my grp for this.. good luck to u and hope u wont fail ur projects done with me this semester.. u are a waste of resources...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-6037465025153637341?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/6037465025153637341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/01/bye-bye-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6037465025153637341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6037465025153637341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/01/bye-bye-bitch.html' title='bye bye bitch!!!'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-35022479632812549</id><published>2006-01-03T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy lazy</title><content type='html'>well.. i have been lazy 2 blog.. have alot to blog recently but i just cant bring myself to tyoe n type n think... so these resulted to the lack of entry... the skin error also kinda contributed to the lesser entries... change to this kiddi entry which sherry say... but i feel that this is at least clearer to u ppl and more organise... u can click on wad u wanted to see instead of pressing around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past few weeks was quite fun... from xmas eve outing to 4e2 class gathering bbq at jan's hse to today peijun belated celebration at her hse... lets start with xmas eve.. went out wif the usual ppl.. jx js yw ym pj and we went ps to have a dinner and catch a movie... Promise was so unpromising, it looks so lame very different from what we all expected to be artistic and well done.. but all the humour spoiled the show... wad a waste of money.. and we went home b4 12.. i was on the bus at 12midnight and ppl were spraying along orchard... maybe i was lucky not to be sprayed.. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4e2 gathering was better than expected.. the turnout was a surprise actually so many ppl turned up.. from the long time no see ppl to ppl in np whom i see almost everyweek..it was fun... no barriers with one another... it was not awkward and everyone was very open to one another talking about their life.. n those in NS doesnt look any different.. not much fitter leh.. lolx maybe mark gt bt the rest like no diff... lolx.. we went causeway to watch a movie at 1130.. wallace and gromit... actually the show is okay.. juz that the plot may be too kiddy and not suitable for us.. so can be considered a waste of money.. talking bout this bbq.. it was definitely one of the shortest ever bbq i ever had.. some were like rushing for time dunno wan rush go where also... maybe they feel awkward with us.. it was suppose 2 be a gathering and they were not socialising and left fast.. last to arrive first to go... lets guess when will be the next 4e2 gathering!?!?!?! 10 years later? some with kids some with gfbf... we shall see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pj bday steamboat was gd... real gd.. juz that my nose was injured by someone who smack me with a cushion and i started sneezing to now... happy belated to peijun.. 20 years old.. u are out of ur 10+ bracket moving to the 20+.. have fun!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-35022479632812549?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/35022479632812549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/01/lazy-lazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/35022479632812549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/35022479632812549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2006/01/lazy-lazy.html' title='lazy lazy'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-1225373027165110088</id><published>2005-12-22T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SURVEY</title><content type='html'>IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER, LIST DOWN :&lt;br /&gt;3 PEOPLE YOU TALK TO ONLINE, &lt;br /&gt;4 PEOPLE YOU SEE AT SCHOOL,&lt;br /&gt;2 TEACHERS,&lt;br /&gt;3 PEOPLE YOU LOVE GOING OUT WITH AND &lt;br /&gt;3 PEOPLE IN YOUR SMS INBOX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sherry&lt;br /&gt;2. Fiona&lt;br /&gt;3. Jiaxing &lt;br /&gt;4. Crystal&lt;br /&gt;5. Mr Ben Tan &lt;br /&gt;6. Mr Chua Mun Kiong &lt;br /&gt;7. Candy&lt;br /&gt;8. Yuwen&lt;br /&gt;9. Pei Jun&lt;br /&gt;10. Jing Shi&lt;br /&gt;11. Poh Ling&lt;br /&gt;12. Estelle&lt;br /&gt;13. Big Nose &lt;br /&gt;14.Jan&lt;br /&gt;15. Sushan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT DO YOU THINK OF NO.4?&lt;br /&gt;- CRYSTAL...  NICE, CUTE, JOVIOUS.. NORMAL INNOCENT SCH GIRL -wink- =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF NO. 4 SLAPPED YOU?&lt;br /&gt;- SHE DARE?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW NICE IS NO.6?&lt;br /&gt;- OK LO. SOMEHOW FRIENDLY BECOS HE INVITED US TO HIS X'MAS PARTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE A SCALE OF 1 TO 10 RATE HOW GOOD LOOKING NO.5 IS.&lt;br /&gt;- 2. NT HANDSOME LEH.. BALD AND SHINY ON TOP... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOULD YOU EVER FALL FOR NO. 11?&lt;br /&gt;- NO.. HE IS MY UNCLE... OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF NO. 8 GOT INTO AN ACCIDENT WHAT WOULD YOU DO?&lt;br /&gt;- WORRIED AND STILL WORRIED.. VISIT HER ALWAYS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SPORT WOULD YOU PLAY WITH NO.12?&lt;br /&gt;- BADMINTON? I PLAYED WITH HER ONCE... OR CYCLING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IF NO.1 GOT A BOYFRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;- HAPPY FOR HER.. GUD LUCK BEST FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HATE NO. 9?&lt;br /&gt;- NOO .. Y SHLD I BE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MUCH DO YOU LIKE NO. 2?&lt;br /&gt;- OK, NT BAD... USE TO HAVE RUMOUR LINKING ME TO HER... LOLX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL 13 AND 7 MAKE A GOOD COUPLE?&lt;br /&gt;- YES.. CANDY N BIG NOSE... BOTH ARE LOUD... BT I DOUBT CANDY WILL WAN BIG NOSE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL 14 ONE DAY KILL YOU?&lt;br /&gt;- NO SURPRISE IF SHE KILL ME... SHE HURT ME B4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO DO YOU LIKE MORE? 3 OR 10?&lt;br /&gt;- JIAXING.. KNOW HIM LONGER AND BEST OF FRIENDS... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE PEOPLE TO DO IT :&lt;br /&gt;DO WHAT?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-1225373027165110088?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/1225373027165110088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/12/survey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/1225373027165110088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/1225373027165110088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/12/survey.html' title='SURVEY'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-3542573166605059783</id><published>2005-12-21T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weather is so gloomy out there just like my feeling right now.. Glooom but not doom! Projects date due are coming and X'mas is coming, hope they do not ruin my X'mas. Doing my IB report halfway feel bored therefore come here to post nonsense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to turn back time to 1 week ago.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that i can enjoy myself again and get to know the ppl betta rather than for last 3 days......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan swim swim n swim........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan get tanned.... I wan get burnt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan to wink at u....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan be police.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want so many so many things... What i want is....???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-3542573166605059783?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/3542573166605059783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/12/weather-is-so-gloomy-out-there-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3542573166605059783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3542573166605059783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/12/weather-is-so-gloomy-out-there-just.html' title=''/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-828523953223199997</id><published>2005-12-20T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I m back</title><content type='html'>I m back!!! 5 days in Msia, 5 days to be remembered for life, never to be forgotten..It was especially fun in the last 3 days... thanks for everything and the memories and fun i shared with u ppl.. Cystal, Sheena, Celine... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-828523953223199997?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/828523953223199997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-m-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/828523953223199997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/828523953223199997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-m-back.html' title='I m back'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-2404199417352032182</id><published>2005-12-12T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uneventful &amp; eventful day</title><content type='html'>Sunday was the 1st outside roadshow for my class, it started brightly for me as i rose up early and prepare myself (which is vvv seldom). I need to drive the stuff frm sch to taman jurong cc.. reach there still ok lo but things started to turn bad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where is the crowd?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There is no one, apart from a few ppl walking by from time to time, not looking interested in the products,  where was the aunties we expected? We started to doubt ourselves and the others were not motivated enuff( i guess so)... They were not doing their duties and playing cards at the booth.. i was thinking wtf man but i kept quiet. hong lay told us to go have lunch fer 15-30 mins bt her lunch break was so fucking long.. i guess its more than an hour... she is not setting a gd example.. maybe all these real program stuff are shit.. plain useless because of the ppl involved apart frm the lecturers.. what i meant was the students involve( i m blaming myself too), have i made the wrong choice in life, i hope that i m not.. every step is a learing experience... Total sales was 10 bucks.. Yeah!! i mean total sales for the whole roadshow and i sold it to 33.. Thanks her for it.. =) there is nuthing 2 be proud of..i really feel ashamed being in b15..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After roadshow i went to bpp, bought lotsa things there.. bought my V3.. its for free as my mum has a 200 bucks voucher, cool leh but the messaging is hard 2 use maybe need some times 2 familiarise myself with it.. i also bought a green jacket, look nice i like it but i dun really have the habit of wearing jacket. lets hope i will wear it in time to come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 days to malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-2404199417352032182?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/2404199417352032182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/12/uneventful-eventful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2404199417352032182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2404199417352032182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/12/uneventful-eventful-day.html' title='uneventful &amp;amp; eventful day'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-6795713162763796392</id><published>2005-12-10T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well well... its been a few boring days for me, nothing to do when i reach home because i have turn sick of FM and dota is no fun without ur frens.. playing with unfamiliar noobs makes ur blood boil and boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tampines twice yesterday, the 1st was to Safra to get my passport expiry date extended which require me to go down personally, and the whole process took less den 1 min. wasted my afternoon travelling down. luckily my father ferried me there which make things nt that bad.. After which went to Mustafa and alight my sister to go find my mother. my father and i den went ard little india see see look look.. felt like tourist sia can explore that place.. came across alot of shophouses and the shop there collect unwanted goods and repair export out.. i saw a very big weighing machine juz like a metal board to hold things, my father told me that it was weighing machine but it juz dun seems like one.. luckily we were able to prove it later when we came across another one when we saw cables connecting 2 it.. den we went to see ah pei play chess, those checkers on msn games, they very pro sia really think many steps forward and u see the way they trap their opponent really make u admire in awe.. clap clap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night went TM again, wanted to purchase a new handphone because Starhub gave my mother a 200 bucks voucher.. my father wanted to buy the hp fer my sister but my mum and i objected to it because its kinda dangerous for a small sec 1 kid to carry an expensive hp.. i forgot wad model she wanted bt its still quite ex after using the voucher..  In the end, i manage to convince my parents to get me a V3.. hoho  the sleek design is gd and so slim.. coool handphone.. in the end din buy because my mother din bring her IC which we feel is so stupid because hw can she go out without carry her IC.. what if she get spot check..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shopped den i bought a Levis tee..it cost 59.50.. i din know its that ex until we walk out of the shop.. i tot it  cost ard 40+.. happy bt still heart ache.. heng is my mother pay one.. alot of ppl sia.. saw a watch which cost 1299 but its nice and plain.. dunno wad brand.. those high end type...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went bukit timah to eat taiwan porridge. its nice but the attitude of the ppl sux... singapore need to improve on their service...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7days to malaysia....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-6795713162763796392?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/6795713162763796392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/12/well-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6795713162763796392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6795713162763796392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/12/well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-4732701611864046359</id><published>2005-12-07T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think i m really lost...</title><content type='html'>Been days since i blog apart from copying and pasting... I think i m lost... Really lost.. The sense of loneliness is really bad and i mean real bad.. Currently i m so bored, nothing seems to be able to interest me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Well, i think i need a gf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to watch Chicken Little 2day with Sherry, it was lame real lame bt i doubt the kids in the cinema actually understand. they are juz lookin at the pictures and animation... Seriouly, i dunno what to blog.. sign off... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-4732701611864046359?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/4732701611864046359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-think-i-m-really-lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4732701611864046359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4732701611864046359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-think-i-m-really-lost.html' title='I think i m really lost...'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-5199321553479901809</id><published>2005-12-02T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To all Lost fanatics.....</title><content type='html'>Came across this and finds it interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  - # of guns left according to Jack in the season 2 premiere. [Thank you Adam]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of suits hanging in Desmond's closet. [Thank you Orly &amp; Lost Hatch]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of clothes spinning in Desmond's dryer. [Thank you Lost Hatch]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of times Jack asks Sarah if she can feel what he is doing to her legs. [Thank you Orly]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of times Shannon calls out for Sayid when she's running through the jungle looking for Vincent. [Thank you Orly]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The number Kate counts to before she's pulled down the hatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of unopened candy bars Kate takes to put in the back of her pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In the film, Dr. Candle said that from the time the alarm sounds, they have 4 minutes to enter the code. [Thank you Karen]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sayid referenced Chernobyl while inside the hatch in Everybody Hates Hugo. The reactor responsible for the Chernobyl nuclear accident was reactor number 4. [Thank you Trish]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # that appears on the newspaper that Jin's friend was reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of times Sayid hits the concrete wall (both times) in Everybody Hates Hugo. [Thank you Mike]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In ...And Found, Sun says it has been 4 days since the raft has sailed. [Thank you Amos]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In Abandoned, Michael tells Bernard he needs 4 sturdy sticks. [Thank you Karen]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In The Other 48 Days, Libby says Donald will be the 4th to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In The Other 48 Days, Goodwin tells Ana he is worried about her and that she has had Nathan down in the hole for 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of months ago Ana's psychiatrist says they met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of bullets Ana got hit with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mr. Eko tells Jack there are 4 tail end survivors. [Thank you Jenny]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of months before Kate's birth that her dad's photos she was sent were taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Dharma film states you have 4 minutes to enter the code once the alarm sounds. [Thank you Jenny]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of rocks Jack moves out of his way to retrieve his golf ball. [Thank you Scott]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of times Ana Lucia knocks on her mom's office door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  - # of months until Sarah's wedding when she got injured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # that appears on the top of the safe dial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of people in the operating room when Jack performs surgery on Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of the machine Sarah has in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of rungs on the ladder leading into the hatch. [Thank you Ray]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of switches for orientating mirrors on the hatch. [Thank you Lost Hatch]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of people in the room during Michael's hearing with Susan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of pieces of chicken Hurley ate while working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of the gas pump that Hurley drove by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # that appears on the newspaper that Jin's friend was reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of feet thick Sayid estimates the concrete wall to be. (8 to 10 feet) [Thank you Chris]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In Abandoned, Claire says the baby has been awake for 8 hours. [Thank you Karen]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # on one of the zones on the shooting target Ana Lucia was aiming at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  - Locke is shown moving the book The Turn Of The Screw by Henry James. It was his 15th published book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In Orientation Desmond tells Jack "In about 15 minutes you're either going to be very right or very wrong brother." [Thank you Sid]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The newspaper Jin's friend is reading has a column that says 5 4 3 2 1 in a row. When added it totals 15. [Thank you The Popester]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In Abandoned, there were 15 pieces on the backgammon board when Locke and Charlie were playing. [Thank you William]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Day 15 is one of the days shown in The Other 48 Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ana Lucia's mother's office number is 315.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  - Desmond is riding his exercise bike in the hatch at 16 MPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of water spouts on each of the two outer rings of Desmond's shower head. [Thank you El Ninyo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of panels on the window in the lawyer's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When Desmond told Jack and Locke to "look up at the wall" the timer showed 97 mintues (9 + 7 = 16). [Thank you Karen]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of people attending the meeting in the beginning of Orientation. [Thank you Pete]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # that appears on the newspaper that Jin's friend was reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In Abandoned, Shannon tells Sabrina she will be working 16 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In ...And Found, Mr. Lee's license plate is 3490. 3 + 4 + 9 + 0 = 16. [Thank you El Ninyo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  - Nurse in the operating room said Sarah's pulse was 88 over 52. 8 + 8 + 5 + 2 = 23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The clock in Sarah's hospital room shows 2:30 when she wakes up and asks if she's alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The first sequence of numbers on Jack's hospital ID is 75425. 7 + 5 + 4 + 2 + 5 = 23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To open the safe we see Desmond go to the numbers 23, 42, 48. If you add up each of the digits 2 + 3 + 4 + 2 + 4 + 8 = 23. [Thank you Mike]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The expiration date on the candy bar Kate opens is October 23rd 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of people from the tail end of the plane that Libby says survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When Sun is getting out of the limo to meet her date for the first time, there is a car in the background with the license plate 5468. 5 + 4 + 6 + 8 = 23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In Everybody Hates Hugo, Sayid says the concrete walls remind him of Chernobyl. The Chernobyl disaster took place at 1:23 AM. [Thank you Scott]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Day 23 is one of the days shown in The Other 48 Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ana Lucia's mother says she picked up Jason on an assault charge in Echo Park. A famous landmark in Echo Park is the Angelus Temple, a large Foursquare Gospel church built in 1923.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In What Kate Did, Kate buys a one way ticket to Tallahassee. In October 1823 John Lee Williams &amp;amp; Dr. William Simmons selected Tallahassee as the most suitable place as a meeting point for the (at that time) territorial government. When Florida became a state Tallahassee officially became the capital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 23 seconds appear on the clock when Jack and Locke run into the hatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 23 minutes appear on the clock when Locke tells Michael that you cannot enter the code until the alarm sounds. [Thank you Mark]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;42&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  - One of the numbers that appears on the mural inside of the hatch. [Thank you Lap Luu]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # in millions of dollars that Hurley's net worth increased since he won the lottery. In season 1 we heard Hurley was worth 156 million dollars, but in Man Of Science, Man Of Faith Hurley says he won 114 million dollars. 156,000,000 - 114,000,000 = 42,000,000. [Thank you Pete]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of water spouts on Desmond's shower head. [Thank you El Ninyo and Lost Hatch]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 3:42 appears on the countdown clock inside the hatch in Everybody Hates Hugo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We found out Hurley originally won 114 million dollars but is now worth 156 million dollars. 156 - 114 means that Hurley has increased his net worth by 42 million dollars. [Thank you Zevince]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ana's cruiser license plate number was 5Q49987. 5 + 4 + 9 + 9 + 8 + 7 = 42.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The crossword puzzle question Locke is on is number 42.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We see Locke filling in the answer space for question 42.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;815&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  - 8:15 AM was the time of death for Adam Rutherford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MIXED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  - The bottles of medicine that Desmond has in his cabinet all say 4 8 15 16 23 42 across the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When Jack is running through the stadium, the camera focuses on two of the seats and they are numbered 15 and 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A wall inside the hatch shows the number 108. 108 is the sum of 4 8 15 16 23 42.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To open the safe we see Desmond go to the numbers 23, 42, 48.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It appears as though Desmond types 4 8 15 16 23 42 on the keyboard before hitting the execute button. Note: You can't see the keys he's hitting but if you count the keys and where he hits the space bar it does fit with 4 8 15 16 23 42 and it does look like he hits the 1 key twice, once for 15 and once for 16. [Thank you KStudio]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When Jack is running through the stadium we can see signs up that label the rows of seating. We can see 4 8 15 42.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Locke resets the clock to 108:00. 108 is the sum of 4 8 15 16 23 42.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Desmond makes Locke type 4 8 15 16 23 42 and then hit execute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When Desmond and Locke first get to the clock it was on 2:38. 23 &amp; 8. [Thank you Dave]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When Jack hands over the jar to Desmond the timer showed 84 minutes (8 &amp;amp; 4). [Thank you Karen]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- After Desmond said "it's over" the time showed 48 minutes left (4 &amp; 8). [Thank you Karen]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dr. Candle, in the film, said "the button must be pushed every 108 minutes. (108 = sum of all the numbers 4 8 15 16 23 42). [Thank you Karen]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desmond told the sequence of numbers to Jack in the jungle (4 8 15 16 23 42). [Thank you Karen]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Locke typed all the numbers into the computer, before asking Jack to press "execute". [Thank you Karen]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- After putting the in sequence of numbers, Locke looked at the timer it showed 2:16, then 2:15 (16 &amp;amp; 15). [Thank you Karen]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Locke is shown grabbing the book The Turn Of The Screw by Henry James. Henry James was born April 15th. 4/15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Day 48 is one of the days shown in The Other 48 Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Episode 7 of Season 2 was titled The Other 48 Days. [Thank you Kris]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ana Lucia's car number was 8 Adam 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We see the crossword puzzle answer space for question 48.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-5199321553479901809?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/5199321553479901809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/12/to-all-lost-fanatics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5199321553479901809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/5199321553479901809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/12/to-all-lost-fanatics.html' title='To all Lost fanatics.....'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-3613484987254314193</id><published>2005-11-16T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i muz be cursed!!</title><content type='html'>i muz be cursed.. fuck.. my somach so pain fer few days.. been on and off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-3613484987254314193?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/3613484987254314193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-muz-be-cursed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3613484987254314193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3613484987254314193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-muz-be-cursed.html' title='i muz be cursed!!'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-1071284907194444741</id><published>2005-11-13T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>m i bad?</title><content type='html'>on my way to my grandma hse 2day.. i boarded 184 with my sister n he demanded my sister to pay adult fare becos she din bring her bus pass along.. my sister is only primary 6 n isnt it obvious enuff dat she is still a kid.. SMRT bus driver are so dumb, no common sense.. i lodge a complain becos of this n partly its becos the driver attitude and tone is terrible, he sounded as if i m wrong, wad this is company law.. i m the passenger paying the fare hence i m the customer n he gave me this attitude. no wonder singapore rank so badly in service as compared to other countries..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, my mama say i m bad go complain wait ppl out of job.. wad u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe he has a big family to support? wad if he lose his job?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-1071284907194444741?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/1071284907194444741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/11/m-i-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/1071284907194444741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/1071284907194444741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/11/m-i-bad.html' title='m i bad?'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-397576592690633863</id><published>2005-11-07T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scared?</title><content type='html'>i m not scared to let u see my blog.. becos its my blog.. i write wad i wan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-397576592690633863?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/397576592690633863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/11/scared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/397576592690633863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/397576592690633863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/11/scared.html' title='scared?'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-7686139753560241955</id><published>2005-11-07T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>monday...</title><content type='html'>today is monday, 1st tutorial of the semester... 9am, expected dat ppl will be late as usual, is staying further from school an excuse for u to be late.. maybe? financial planning... tutor cum lecturer chased ppl out of class for nt doing tutorial, i did and i really did.. i knew he will check.&lt;br /&gt;i m alone.. i need to depend on myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw alot of actor n actress today.. best actress is Jan.. she once told me she dun like yuhua.. and 2day they are so close.. 1 say something, the others luff at wad the person say.. wad a fake front man.. ppl always wan to hear wad they wan 2 hear.. wads the pt of living? living in a world of deception..  lying thru ur life forever... dats a sad way 2 live ur life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Never explain – those who trust u do not need it and others will not believe u anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;tmr gt roadshow.. gt a feeling will buang.. all nv prepare.. nv fulfill their roles.. dunno wad 2 say.. i comment i be villian.. i guess everyone knows we are nt responsible enuff but no one dare voice out.. i shall keep my thots to myself.. y look for trouble unless trouble comes loook fer u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-7686139753560241955?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/7686139753560241955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/11/monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/7686139753560241955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/7686139753560241955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/11/monday.html' title='monday...'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-3728713146112916157</id><published>2005-11-02T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude</title><content type='html'>some ppl are so attitude... i juz dun understand when ppl are trying 2 organise something fer u to make up for ur bday celebration due to being busy, u give them attitude.. we can juz dun give a damn bout u but we offer and u gave us ur shit!! just dun appreciate what ppl done for u.. dunno wad 2 say..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-3728713146112916157?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-2977017418745683550</id><published>2005-10-26T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soccer n blogging</title><content type='html'>nw watching soccer and blog at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;CHELSEA&lt;/span&gt; vs &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CHARLTON&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Carling Cup 3rd Rd)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea cannot make it already la.. start to lose steam liao.. draw and draw.. cant even beat everton in 90mins nw charlton.. 92 mins nw... haha.. let them play xtra time.. tire them out... too bad i am not tired leh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw Fm2006 is already out... downloaded it bt cannot play.. no crack file.. sianx.. look at the screen shot looks very interesting, alot of new function can be done liao.. be sure to keep a look on this game... every soccer fan game of the year &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(used to be CM, being overtaken liao)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next week start school liao.. so sianx.. see my class also sianx. used to enjoy going sch at the start of each semester but not this.. but at least i can go school look at my classmates acting, putting on a fake front to ppl.. i wonder hw many will continue contacting after poly life.. afterall they are only classmates not friends.. classmates are those who wont contact and go out during holidays but friends are those u will contact even if its holiday and meet up and go out.. so ppl, pls identify who are ur classmates, friends or foes!!! dun be fooled by normal outlook.. =) pls tell me ur answersz!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;THE COURAGE TO VOICE OUT AND OFFEND is BETTER THAN BEING A WIMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Being a wimp is nt my character&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well came across a report on the papers on selling land on moon. it started 25 years ago.. look interesting.. 50 bucks, quite expensive.. u get a title deed, u can hang in ur room let ur relative and friend see.. who knows maybe few years later,, technology become advance and living on moon, venus, mars is make possible den ur land will be priceless.. inflate till siao.. 50 bucks become 5,000,000 bucks..&lt;br /&gt;1 acre 5 million nt expensive la..  interested can go check it out man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moonshop.com"&gt;www.moonshop.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/1600/earthrise.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3493/566/320/earthrise.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the view from your room!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-2977017418745683550?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/2977017418745683550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/10/soccer-n-blogging.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2977017418745683550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/2977017418745683550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/10/soccer-n-blogging.html' title='soccer n blogging'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-351975463430930420</id><published>2005-10-20T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insonmia</title><content type='html'>help me ahh!!! insonmia, biological clock adjusted liao.. 0734 liao i so awake.. just cant slp.. maybe something bothering me.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-351975463430930420?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/351975463430930420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/10/insonmia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/351975463430930420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/351975463430930420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/10/insonmia.html' title='Insonmia'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-4412209767766239084</id><published>2005-10-07T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy!!!</title><content type='html'>after so many sad sad things happen.. finnaly something gd happen.. i gt my 1st neo print with yt.. 3yrs after knowing her... i finally got it!!!! muahaha... really happy going out with them today.. been rotting at home. seeing her is unbelievable.. the 1st sight i see her.. i automatically smiled naturally.. no need to fake or ask myself to do so.. its juz so natural.. its a happy day a happy happy day.. forgot all the troubles in school... when can i see her again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-4412209767766239084?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/4412209767766239084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4412209767766239084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4412209767766239084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy.html' title='happy!!!'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-6583815010829255179</id><published>2005-10-06T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>06 October 2005</title><content type='html'>2 days after b12 chalet.. somehow disappointing la.. i told sherry le.. we shldnt have a 2nd chalet becos the 1st one is usually the best, y have a second 1 to spoil the memory? I was right.. She agreed with me when we went 7-11 at 2am together with everyone slacking in the room watching tv.. wads so fun when u go chalet watch movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 person turn up, just as i had expected.. haha.. i can predict liao =/ those who wanted the chalet are nt there those who dunno are the ones who planned.. lame right.. serious speaking i dun really enjoy having this chalet.. 2d1n so short might as well book bbq pit ok liao.. still waste time go pasir ris.. Wads worst is we din even take a picture.. haha.. memoryless chalet with no foto to look back.. maybe its betta to dump it behind the back of our mind.. Really tired when came home.. slp n slp.. now i know sleeping is precious.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-6583815010829255179?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/6583815010829255179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/10/06-october-2005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6583815010829255179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6583815010829255179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/10/06-october-2005.html' title='06 October 2005'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-6350832409272351342</id><published>2005-09-21T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>betrayed</title><content type='html'>hmm.. things doesnt seems fine afterall in the new class.. the 1st semester juz  ended and people are starting 2 show their true self... backstabbed and bleeding nt on my back but in my heart.. the sense of betrayal was too hard 2 accept..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they said dat i was dominating during projects... wad they saw was the cause.. had they bother to find out the reason? wad they did was kept quiet n suffer the domination i had... without any question ask.. i knew i was giving them pressure but i dont think its dat much.. this semester was so pack and rushed and we need to get things done quick... we cant afford to waste time juz to decide on small matter.. any prob shld be voiced out n solved instead of waiting n waiting.. of cos i will need to step up and say wad i feel... as i result i was dominating.. my attitude suck, i dun care bout wad others feel.. have they asked themselve whether they know hw i felt wad i gone thru and the stress i had 2 endure.. human are selfish n shallow always believing that they are correct and believe in the 1st story they hear about a person thus making their decision on the person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was wad i did wrong? y no one wanted me? m i worst off den a slacker in a grp.. i did my part trying my best to offer to the group.. wad i gt in the end was discrimination on me and all the finger pointing 2 my direction pushing the blame 2 me? Is this the only way out? i doubt so.. i strongly doubt so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said i was dominating bt dare nt tell me? isit my fault? M i too dominating dat u are unable to talk, or u all simply a wimp/ weakling dat dare not voice out wad u feel? can someone give me an answer? i really need an answer Both side are at fault, but y push all the blame to me? Its not that we are not producing results. if we are not, i strongly believe its purely my fault.. but we are not that bad afterall so y me? WHY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a few months is not enough 2 gauge a person but i m being gauge.. i know there are people who understand me and there are ppl who dun.. there is nothing i can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE ALWYAS WANTS TO LISTEN TO WAD THEY LOVES TO LISTEN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-6350832409272351342?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/6350832409272351342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/09/betrayed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6350832409272351342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/6350832409272351342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/09/betrayed.html' title='betrayed'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-7082687558892301281</id><published>2005-07-07T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6weeks</title><content type='html'>6 weeks into b16... life arent dat bad in b16.. knew lovely ppl such as soon heng sonia gk rachel honglay n of cos jan... n some others which i dun really like.. those not mention doesnt mean i dun like u... hmmm i also dunno since when i started to be close with gk's grp.. seems to click betta with them as compared to the others.. yeah i mean betta... well jan kept bugging me .. woman or money.. i told her both le.. she like nt satisfied with my ans.. haha... maybe her eyes too small cant see my reply.. just like she din see my smile 2 her in the morning... dunno wad 2 write also.., haix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-7082687558892301281?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/7082687558892301281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/07/6weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/7082687558892301281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/7082687558892301281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/07/6weeks.html' title='6weeks'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-1225576825659896813</id><published>2005-05-22T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>23 May...</title><content type='html'>Well.. tmr is the start of the new semester making be a yr 3 student.. times really fliessss... shld i say it has been a fulfilling holiday for me? Sentimental France makes my holiday.. Recollecting the times i been 2 sch reluctantly helping out.. lol.. If u ask me 2 do it now again.. i wuld still be going except dat i wun be reluctant.. Baoc was really fun n cooool.. Knowin frens, buddies, freshies.. Remembered a  quote.. the process of preparation is tiring, getting the results is wad make u happy satisfied..  Sen France Ooii!!!~ Suffering from post Baoc syndrome.. u Guys roxxxx.. Once a Sen France Always a Sen France.. Ppl u will be remembered for life.. 3 cheers for Sen France~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-1225576825659896813?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/1225576825659896813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/05/23-may.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/1225576825659896813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/1225576825659896813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/05/23-may.html' title='23 May...'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-3621593406494712639</id><published>2005-05-21T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qns time!!</title><content type='html'>saw these 2 questions in a blog... shall share it here too... hehe... here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 1: If you knew a woman who was pregnant, who had 8 kids already, three who were deaf, two who were blind, one mentally retarded, and she had syphilis, would you recommend that she have an abortion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 2: It is time to elect a new world leader, and only your vote counts. Here are the facts about the three candidates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate A: Associates with crooked politicians, and consults with astrologists. He's had two mistresses. He also chain smokes and drinks 8 to 10 martinis a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate B: He was kicked out of office twice, sleeps until noon, used opium in college and drinks a quart of whiskey every evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate C: He is a decorated war hero. He's a vegetarian, doesn't smoke, drinks an occasional beer and never cheated on his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which of these candidates would be your choice? Decide first... no peeking, then scroll down for the response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate A is Franklin D. Roosevelt.&lt;br /&gt;Candidate B is Winston Churchill.&lt;br /&gt;Candidate C is Adolph Hitler.&lt;br /&gt;And, by the way, on your answer to the abortion question: If you said YES . . . you just killed Beethoven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting rite... haha... well... nv judge a book by its cover... think be4 u judge any1... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tats all... tataz... ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-3621593406494712639?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/3621593406494712639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/05/qns-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3621593406494712639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3621593406494712639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/05/qns-time.html' title='Qns time!!'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-4184993626428479334</id><published>2005-05-14T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wads wrong</title><content type='html'>Very sianx now.. Nuthing 2 do cant slp n muz wake at 8 if it never rain.. I hope it dun rain.. I missed soccer last week cant repeat it again.. 2dae no soccer 2 see sia.. all playing on sunday last game of the season.. 13 weeks b4 the next season starts.. dunno hw 2 cope without soccer lol... 2day read the papers n saw the headline.. Ah gua soliciting fer sex in woodlands park.. lame lor n gt ppl wan also.. 1 guy n 1 former guy have sex fark each other ah? si boh liao.. sick think liao also wan puke.. to hell wif all ah gua.. haha baoc starting on wednesday liao wor.. seems 2 me abit sianx lol like no high leh.. see other grp so high den in our grp only the few of us high.. lol monday tues think be fun cos staying longer into the nite.. as nite comes by we ppl tend 2 get high.. dunno y also maybe gt ghost possess us or wad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eiffel tower, arc de triump, mona lisa, cheese, cupid, wine... many many more leh.. all france...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*waiiting*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-4184993626428479334?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/4184993626428479334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/05/wads-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4184993626428479334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4184993626428479334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/05/wads-wrong.html' title='Wads wrong'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-4222398074937911541</id><published>2005-05-12T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/1750/640/118_1861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/1750/320/118_1861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B12 Steamboat.. Me nt inside cos taking foto.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-4222398074937911541?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/4222398074937911541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/05/b12-steamboat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4222398074937911541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4222398074937911541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/05/b12-steamboat.html' title=''/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-52356031325709832</id><published>2005-05-12T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/1750/640/117_1780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/1750/320/117_1780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dream Team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My project dream team ahh.. Crap Crap play golf n can produce results..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-52356031325709832?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/52356031325709832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/05/dream-team-my-project-dream-team-ahh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/52356031325709832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/52356031325709832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/05/dream-team-my-project-dream-team-ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-3985215337411024706</id><published>2005-04-13T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!!</title><content type='html'>back after a 3mth absensence!! bored till death currently with my inappropriate holiday making me helpless and aimless in life.. nuthing fer me 2 do except slacking n chilling ard.. Is my life gonna be wasted like this? Hopefully not with Fiona to thanks, she gave me a life line in helping her with baoc.. Its kinda fun and interesting bt the waking up part every morning is killing me.. strugglin everyday and fighting to keep my eyes open.. the tot of fiona give me the power 2 wake.. haha!!! cool huh... btw this week is movie week.. caught 2 movie in succession.. Pacifier and House of Fury.. Both are cool.. and i really mean it.. funny hilarious n fiona is beside me fer these 2 shows.. had lotsa fun with fiona these days.. =) choke dun jealous k... hmm its 133am now.. 1 hr 2 CL match.. hope wun end up like yesterday falling asleep b4 i can even catch a glimpse of the match.. luckily cable tv allow me to watch the reply of the match n i din miss any action and GOALS..Boredom is killing me.. N yeah.. i gt my license long ago.. the prev entry was about me praying fer my license... kinda lame n i been drving fer 2 mths??!? thou nt everyday bt also fun.. imagine myself as michael schmacher... lamer m i...signing off now.. bye... if u are reading this post pls tag... u muz be 1 of my loyal reader.. i dun think i have 1... haha... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-3985215337411024706?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/3985215337411024706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/04/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3985215337411024706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3985215337411024706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/04/back.html' title='Back!!'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-8434384991493676475</id><published>2005-02-04T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SuX!!</title><content type='html'>Oh My Oh My!!! Driving lesson was a disaster for me today... Broke my personal record.. WOW.. Too bad it broke my worst record.. Number of stalls within an hour.. Wth.. this is making me mad.. With my test next week, i cant afford to let my mistake go on... Help meee!!! And together wif a dumbass who cross the zebra crossing without looking... he was looking at one side showing those fug up body language potraying that he is not going 2 cross the road.. all of a sudden, he turned and wanted to cross the road.. Kaozz.. let my father kaobei.. Dulan... Dun let me see that guy again... I shall give him my piece of mind if i see him... and U yes U.. Rmb to look out for traffic when u cross the road.. dun give those last minute reaction and rush out suddenly... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-8434384991493676475?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/8434384991493676475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/02/sux.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/8434384991493676475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/8434384991493676475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/02/sux.html' title='SuX!!'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-4141708635141874296</id><published>2005-01-24T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>damn ittt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;// [ Damn ittt ] //&lt;/div&gt;Feelingss. 33 told me to write my feelingss... currently i m void of feelingss.. so stress.. tests coming liao.. muz study... hard to be exact... i feel motivated haha surprise surprise... however i m being distracted by so many thingsss.. driving test which i m so eager for it to come... how i wish it is tmr.. its nt its nt.. hallucinating liao.. talking and replying 2 myself at the same timee... siao boh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m glad to have my levisss thou its abit on the short side.. haha.. bt still can make it la.. worst come to worstt it shall be turn into a 3/4.. haha.. stylo k leviss wear 3/4... haha y is she always making a fool out of meee... always give me hope only to retrieve it at the last moment... its juz like throwing me a lifejacket to save me from drowning only for me to find out tat its punctured and living me to dieee... torture.. heng i gt cleverr and i brought a spare one wif me... haha.. no drown... SAVED... i will survivee.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-4141708635141874296?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/4141708635141874296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/01/damn-ittt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4141708635141874296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4141708635141874296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/01/damn-ittt.html' title='damn ittt'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-9112961745262797924</id><published>2005-01-24T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no more tsunami</title><content type='html'>Me POH JUN HAO had enuff of the tsunami stuff... so lets stop talkig bout tsunami.. it happened 1 mth ago... 1 mth later its still tsunami.. We shld change topic liaoo.. change to blizzard acroosss USA... dats so cooling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-9112961745262797924?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/9112961745262797924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/01/no-more-tsunami.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/9112961745262797924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/9112961745262797924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/01/no-more-tsunami.html' title='no more tsunami'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-4552239204172546016</id><published>2005-01-05T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsunami</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;// [ TsuNami ] //&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;    Tsunami.. New word that I learnt recently. Its a nice word but has strong effect.. Destroying thousands in its path. Killing many in the proccess.. Cruel, Unsympathetic or plain reality? To be frank, I felt that it was a bad tragedy for those who were being killed in the process. Sympathetic for those who lost their loved one (not to be seen again). Parting was such a quick process with no warning. Pray for those who are still hanging on for their life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;    Tsunami allows human to bond together and try to get over it. It once again prove that human are very adaptive animal who will change rapidly in unfavourable situation. Helps from all over the world was being initiated to those who are in dire need of neccessities such as water and food. Humanitarian groups were quick to react and lend a helping hands to the people in Aceh, Phuket, Maldives and Etc.... Give them a round of applause if u want!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;    During the past weeks, I did felt sorry and sympathetic towards those who were affected by the tsunami that destroyed their families, business and life. However, i felt that this was reality, there was nothing i could do individually to help change the fact. I don't believe that by sympathising with them, their life would eventually change for the better. So there shouldnt be much sadness within us for them.. Some people must be saying that i am cold blooded (Candy). But thats me.. Since it had happen, we should accept it and find solutions to help them instead of standing there and cry for them.. Actions are louder than words.. Make your feelings count.. Stop reading my blog and make a donation.. If u had done so, u deserve a pat on ur shoulder..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Regarding the donations being made to Red Cross, I don't agree that people are actually using the Red Cross to dump their waste at their collection centres. If they had wanted to do so, why would they want to waste their time and effort to actually carry and transport their "rubbish" there instead of just dumping them at the corridor or dumps near their house. I believed that everyone was just trying to help but they do not know what to donate, so they just bring everything they thought which will be of help to the people in the affected areas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;    Pray to your respective god that you are safe!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-4552239204172546016?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/4552239204172546016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/01/tsunami.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4552239204172546016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/4552239204172546016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2005/01/tsunami.html' title='Tsunami'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-8607669586110817127</id><published>2004-12-21T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>d0es t|s GuY st|lL ex|st ..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;// [ d0es ts GuY stlL exst ..? ] //&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a guy reali falls in love and becomesfaithful to his beloved, his change in hischaracter will really shock everyone around him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His egoist heart will uncompromisingly softenswhen he willingly gives his heart to the lady hefalls in love with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, he'll be willing to sacrificeeverything and do anything for his loved one.. Nomatter how egoist he may be, tears will fall fromhis cheeks when his heart's broken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to see guys who would truly cryfor their loved ones...~20 signs to recognise the strong love a guyholds for his beloved..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He willingly do anything n everything for hisbeloved.. with sincerity not coercion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He constantly wants to humour his belovedand tends to be more talkative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He tends to advise his beloved more as hetruly loves her and wants her to be a betterperson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. He tries to restrict her freedom due to hisoverwhelming jealousy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. He constantly fears losing his beloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. He always monitors his beloved's movementsas he feels insecure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. He hates the idea of other guys being closeto his beloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. He becomes jealous and sensitive when hisbeloved pays less attention to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. He becomes the most hardworking person nhelp his beloved to do anything n everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. He becomes restless wen his beloved's awayfor too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. He cares for his beloved more than he doeshimself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. He constantly asks if his beloved loves himas he feels his love is greater than his beloved's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. He would not be bothered wif other gals whodun hold any importance to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. He will try to spend a lot of time wif hisbeloved even though he noes he'll end up waitinfor his beloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. He praises his beloved in front of others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If his beloved leaves him, he cant trust anyother gal n wishes for his beloved to come back to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. When there is a third party, he loses his mindand is willing to do anything to fight fer his beloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. He makes sure he ensures her safety at alltimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. He is like a small kid who fights for constantattention from his beloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. He treats his beloved as his most trustedone and willing to sacrifice all of his wealth and    even his life for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-8607669586110817127?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/8607669586110817127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2004/12/d0es-ts-guy-stll-exst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/8607669586110817127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/8607669586110817127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2004/12/d0es-ts-guy-stll-exst.html' title='d0es t|s GuY st|lL ex|st ..?'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-3764499957885834970</id><published>2004-12-16T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ambition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;// [ Ambition ] //&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My ambtion is to be a pilot.. I want to travel around the world to visit and learn about their culture. I felt that it will be an eye opener for me and i would also be able to travel fer FREE. Nono wrong, i would be paid to travel.. Haha.. Isn't that gd?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I checked up on the minimum requirement to qualify for a pilot. Failed. I din meet the citeria. They need pure science, any 1 of them will do. However i din even have 1.. Arghhh!! Shld i retake my Os so as to have my pure science.. I dunno whether i still have the capability to do it again.. Dun think i be able to balance 2 side os studies.. Diploma and Os.. What i shld do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wan to fly... 35000 feet above!! *gone* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-3764499957885834970?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/3764499957885834970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2004/12/ambition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3764499957885834970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3764499957885834970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2004/12/ambition.html' title='Ambition'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-7608158621633451885</id><published>2004-12-15T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;// [ L.I.F.E ] //&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are friends for? Accompany u during happy and sad times? Betrayed and Used?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really understand why there are ppl who like to backstab u just when u are least alert when with them. It hurts.. Really hurt.. *pain* There are no forever friends as far as i m concern. I believe that when one move on. He will leave his friends behind. Along the journey new friends will come into ur life and old will be lost as time goes by. However there are always a few who will stick with u thru thick and thin.. BUDDIES? Maybe.. even i m confuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always believe that whenever a thing happen, it happen for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may be a known reason or there may be hidden agenda behind it which lies deep in under ur heart. No one knows except u!! Keeping ur cards near ur chest only to show them at the most crucial time producing the most fatal blow to ur enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y m i so vicious at the moment? Whats happening 2 me? Environment change me... Life is about the strongest creature win and survive.. The weak are meant to be bullied and killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-7608158621633451885?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/7608158621633451885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2004/12/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/7608158621633451885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/7608158621633451885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2004/12/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-3470228382940223533</id><published>2004-12-03T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored Stiff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bored Stiff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Its 0024 now and i cant seem 2 slp.. Gonna wake early tmr going sentosa.. hope it dun rain though the forecast fer it is gloomy.. So its the end of ITP, 6 weeks was gone after a wink.. Ogilvy &amp;amp; Mather share a common 6 weeks wif me.. Dun think i will forget this experience.. Things were cool and interesting. Things were taught n i tried 2 learn them all.. Although there were some blips during the process.. Bt can be considered a success bah.. Gt gd grades for my ITP.. When they told me 2 give my farewell speech, make me feel so paiseh and emotional.. Heng i juz crap thru it without me really showing my emotions.. 2 more days den need 2 go back 2 school.. kinda unmotivated fer it.. without even taking a proper rest i will be back 2 school already.. thats the cruelty of this society..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Work work and work!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back with a vengence.. Things wun be looking gd in school... I refuse to be Discourage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-3470228382940223533?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/3470228382940223533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2004/12/bored-stiff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3470228382940223533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/3470228382940223533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2004/12/bored-stiff.html' title='Bored Stiff'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-9052466187355183206</id><published>2004-10-15T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Interesting.. HmM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WORKS GUYS, TRY IT OUT!YOUR AGE BY CHOCOLATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pretty neat. DON'T CHEAT BY SCROLLING DOWN FIRST! It takes less than a minute....... Work this out as you read. Be sure you don't read the bottom until you've worked it out! This is not one of those waste of time things, it's fun. Go ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First of all, pick the number of times a week that you would like to have chocolate. (more than once but less than 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Multiply this number by 2 (Just to be bold)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Add 5. (for Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Multiply it by 50. I'll wait while you get the calculator................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you have already had your birthday this year add 1754.... If you haven't, add 1753 .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Now subtract the four digit yea r that you were born. You should have a three digit number .... The first digit of this was your original number (i.e., how many times you want to have chocolate each week). The next two numbers are .......... YOUR AGE! (Oh YES, it is!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE ONLY YEAR (2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WILL EVER WORK, SO SPREAD IT AROUND WHILE IT LASTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-9052466187355183206?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/9052466187355183206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2004/10/interesting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/9052466187355183206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/9052466187355183206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2004/10/interesting.html' title='Interesting'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212858190785780964.post-1619285948013731913</id><published>2004-10-13T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:24:44.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NiCe Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nice StorY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl asked a guy if he thought she was pretty, he said...no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked him if he would want to be with her forever....and he said no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then asked him if she were to leave would he cry, and once again he replied with a no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had heard enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she walked away, tears streaming down her face the boy grabbed her arm and said....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not pretty you're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to be with you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED to be with you forever. And I wouldnt cry if you walked away...I'd die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212858190785780964-1619285948013731913?l=standupspeakup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/feeds/1619285948013731913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2004/10/nice-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/1619285948013731913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212858190785780964/posts/default/1619285948013731913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standupspeakup.blogspot.com/2004/10/nice-story.html' title='NiCe Story'/><author><name>JuNha0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10839109204152027606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
