<?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-8805135</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:29:41.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadistic W0rld</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805135.post-116348022222625909</id><published>2006-11-14T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:57:02.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my future?</title><content type='html'>hmmm....how should i start~~&lt;br /&gt;recently i start to think about my future..&lt;br /&gt;i dream of been a professional photographer&lt;br /&gt;now i starting to plan the step ahead..&lt;br /&gt;next year,i hope to get into Digital photography module in rp&lt;br /&gt;den..i will take part in the noise singapore..&lt;br /&gt;where i be under the guidance of a photographer..&lt;br /&gt;the road ahead is tough..i hope everything going work fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will...i start to wonder whats the feeling of been love?&lt;br /&gt;maybe love to me  is just a waste of time...&lt;br /&gt;i been wasting so much time ...&lt;br /&gt;by right i should be in ns...&lt;br /&gt;now...i still in rp yr 2&lt;br /&gt;gosh...i better be prepare for the tough challenge ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha......&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck ~~~       =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-116348022222625909?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/116348022222625909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=116348022222625909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/116348022222625909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/116348022222625909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-future.html' title='my future?'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-115988967742206056</id><published>2006-10-03T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T23:34:37.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need a star to guide me</title><content type='html'>sometime,im just so tire with things around me&lt;br /&gt;hope one day,i can walk bravely against the odd in my life&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...i wonder,wat if one day ,when im gone..will any of my friend remember me?&lt;br /&gt;hai..time pass so fast and yet i feel so down in...&lt;br /&gt; bless me =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-115988967742206056?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/115988967742206056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=115988967742206056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/115988967742206056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/115988967742206056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-need-star-to-guide-me.html' title='i need a star to guide me'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-115972494409395924</id><published>2006-10-02T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T23:27:27.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hope HL Milk is ok =)</title><content type='html'>Hai it’s about half a year ago since I last update..&lt;br /&gt;I guess it there plenty of dust lying around&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how’s my NYP friend been doing..&lt;br /&gt;Most probably they are graduating soon&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I m still stuck at RP&lt;br /&gt;Wow….sometime I wonder, what if I a choice to fulfill my dream.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I used to believe that all I wanted in my life is to set up a ideal family&lt;br /&gt;However, I find it almost impossible as she went beyond my reach..&lt;br /&gt;Every ger believe that “feeling” is the most important thing&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha…well, as for me, I think is the commitment between two person&lt;br /&gt;Such a silly idea of mine…&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. Recently I just change a new laptop&lt;br /&gt;Hai, my acer laptop has some problem with its mother board…&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, I sold my laptop and camera ..&lt;br /&gt;Now I landed myself with 1800 debts =)&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.. have to slowly work in order to pay back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, Miss  milk just broke up with her bf..&lt;br /&gt;Feel so bad about it…&lt;br /&gt;Just dun understand how come people wouldn’t cherish her&lt;br /&gt;She's such a nice person&lt;br /&gt;I wish her all the best =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I better numb myself and dwell myself in the land of sadness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-115972494409395924?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/115972494409395924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=115972494409395924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/115972494409395924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/115972494409395924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2006/10/hope-hl-milk-is-ok.html' title='hope HL Milk is ok =)'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-114141459207474349</id><published>2006-03-04T03:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T03:39:01.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This world is harsh,&lt;br /&gt;This hurt I had shall never be heal&lt;br /&gt;Its like been torn apart by people u trusted most&lt;br /&gt;It’s terrible!&lt;br /&gt;I knew that nothing can reversible the inner damage that I feel&lt;br /&gt;However, her happiness is what matter most!&lt;br /&gt;It’s my fault to fall in love with her&lt;br /&gt;She just looks so alike with my first ex&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is what people call retribution&lt;br /&gt;What u gets is from what you had done!&lt;br /&gt;Let me drunk in my world of sadness&lt;br /&gt;Fore this world is not my world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when I was dreaming ,I had a chance to talk to god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask god: oh almighty why did you created me!&lt;br /&gt;God says: you are born with sin that had put me in shame! You have to suffer more then what people does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: Why me? What had I Done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: I have been suffering all this while. YOU had given me a face that I m so ashamed of! I had trusted people when they needed help most. I stood by them when they are facing their worst trouble and yet they left me rotting with words that torn me apart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God says: Fear not! the worst have yet to come! Your love and compassion is nothing in the eye of the merciless! In fact, you will suffer hundred times from what you went through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: God, why dun u end my life now! I rather die than facing this shame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Death is not the only solution that I given to you! I will put you in pain that your generation will remember the existence of the God Almighty! Nothing can escape from me include your fate and destiny! A series of pain and agony will be waiting for you!&lt;br /&gt;Now go! Suffer from what I plan for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: …..I hate YOU! U r just another fool that play with my feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Ha-ha! Your sadness is my happiness! Fore all good came from me and u shall be the shame bearer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: I can’t take this anymore! This is driving me insane! I’m sick of what u putting me through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Farewell! Now,Back to the world I had created&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that day onward, Eugene name himself, “Saint or insane”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-114141459207474349?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/114141459207474349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=114141459207474349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/114141459207474349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/114141459207474349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-world-is-harsh-this-hurt-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-113955160631734700</id><published>2006-02-10T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T14:06:46.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 month since I last updated any of my post.&lt;br /&gt; Perhaps its time to summaries what I had been doing all this while&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm….Well, I had been gaining since the start of November!&lt;br /&gt;From 50kg to 60kg…Am I expecting to continue to grow even further &lt;br /&gt;But right now, I’m concentrating on my fitness level…&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I got a small belly because of the weight gaining process…&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…lots of thing came through my mind and I knew some thing is worth for waiting…&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I not referring to any kind of relationship,&lt;br /&gt;However it’s just that focusing and paying attention to myself is worth while &lt;br /&gt;It might a little crazy maybe you not thinking exactly what I’m thinking…&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha &lt;br /&gt;Recently just  reformat my precious laptop and know its in a better condition…&lt;br /&gt;Hai, all because of just removing a stupid programme…&lt;br /&gt;Now, I lost several important programme…MX Flash ! Photoshop! CS! &lt;br /&gt;Hai…all expensive programme…Argh argh argh !&lt;br /&gt;I guess as time go by, I might have better stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-113955160631734700?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/113955160631734700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=113955160631734700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/113955160631734700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/113955160631734700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2006/02/3-month-since-i-last-updated-any-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-113085473229156369</id><published>2005-11-01T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T22:18:52.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently, I got sunburn and muscle injuries&lt;br /&gt; Because of BB soccer competition at Ngnee Ann poly&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I played center defend and defense midfielder&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I step onto the field, I always got an intention&lt;br /&gt; To break someone legs or knee through my way of tackle sliding tackle&lt;br /&gt;Hai, we bravely fought our way through the competition&lt;br /&gt;and that’s how my injuries come about …&lt;br /&gt;Somehow we got deny by one team and that’s how our campaign comes to an ends!&lt;br /&gt;We fought them twice, once in the 4th round and in the final…&lt;br /&gt;Our team lost twice in the shoot out.&lt;br /&gt;Hai…damn it, should had bought the medal home !&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why they have a silver medal for the second…&lt;br /&gt;Such a regret but indeed a wonderful memory to keep as.&lt;br /&gt;I have to strengthen my long ball control&lt;br /&gt;Example, header and chest…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-113085473229156369?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/113085473229156369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=113085473229156369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/113085473229156369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/113085473229156369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/11/recently-i-got-sunburn-and-muscle.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-112956199881649188</id><published>2005-10-16T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T23:13:18.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lots of thing happens recently even when time moves slowly&lt;br /&gt;At time my life is just like plain water&lt;br /&gt;Plain and simple…&lt;br /&gt;How wish someone would stir up my deserted world&lt;br /&gt;My temper is becoming from bad to worse&lt;br /&gt;Screw this WORLD !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently went to Ohana Camp on Friday,&lt;br /&gt;Pitch tent at Changi beach&lt;br /&gt;Sleep half way…&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly at nite the worse and most unexpected thing happen,&lt;br /&gt;Strong wind blow and heavy rain falls&lt;br /&gt;We were caught by surprise…&lt;br /&gt;Our tent nearly blows off from its location…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;Second day, went to the BB/GB campus&lt;br /&gt;People went to kaya,I went to slack around the campus&lt;br /&gt;Just not in the mood for any activities&lt;br /&gt;Kanna bother by so issue I have in mind&lt;br /&gt;Around they kaya,I went to help abit on the camp fire&lt;br /&gt;Then, I saw my classmate Vivien in the campus…&lt;br /&gt;So coincident, I must say this is a very small world…&lt;br /&gt;When home half way after the camp fire&lt;br /&gt;Then when I was sleeping at home,&lt;br /&gt;YH call me and ask me about the room key&lt;br /&gt;I was stun…I didn’t even remember I took the key&lt;br /&gt;Or did I? I dun think so lor&lt;br /&gt;Den after that, too tire to bother anything&lt;br /&gt;Just continue sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Went to Malaysia and shop again&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia seem to become my second home&lt;br /&gt;Spend around 300 RM&lt;br /&gt;I bought 4 shirts, sunglass, several socks and also a belt&lt;br /&gt;Can’t mention what else I bought&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;Not also forget that I meet up my old colleagues&lt;br /&gt;We went to KTV and SING!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, my voice sucks!&lt;br /&gt;Kanna force to sing!&lt;br /&gt;But then I enjoy those moment…&lt;br /&gt;After then, we went to eat dinner at a street stall&lt;br /&gt;Got stun by the sugar cane drink !&lt;br /&gt;One cup is more then 1 litre lor !&lt;br /&gt;Scary =O)&lt;br /&gt;After drinking it, I enter the toilet quite a number of time lor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-112956199881649188?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/112956199881649188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=112956199881649188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112956199881649188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112956199881649188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/10/lots-of-thing-happens-recently-even.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-112891764940739043</id><published>2005-10-10T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T22:18:47.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bad mOod,Hot temper !&lt;br /&gt;thats what im experiencing !&lt;br /&gt;I just cant seem to contrOl my temper lei...&lt;br /&gt;My mum last nite nag at me because of my hp bill...&lt;br /&gt;then i just ask her to get out of my room...&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bad deep within me&lt;br /&gt;i love my mum...but then i dun seem to show it out...&lt;br /&gt;hai~~wat has happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;money its not a problem to me...&lt;br /&gt;hai~~am i abit too inhuman?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-112891764940739043?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/112891764940739043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=112891764940739043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112891764940739043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112891764940739043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/10/bad-moodhot-temper-thats-what-im.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-112866599679887234</id><published>2005-10-07T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T14:19:56.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time flies and i just didnt notice about it...&lt;br /&gt;at first i was waiting excitly for the first day for the school to start&lt;br /&gt;Now,It's friday....&lt;br /&gt;when through five days of school already&lt;br /&gt;my new class member were quite friendly...&lt;br /&gt;not bad after all....&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the role i play in the team...&lt;br /&gt;Just not the slacker i used to be...&lt;br /&gt;maybe different enviroment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime i just wonder what i wanted for life&lt;br /&gt;what i want to achieve out of my life?&lt;br /&gt;a millionaire? a celebrity or just someone who loved his family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to achieve all B's in my module...&lt;br /&gt;i hOpe to be more decisive !&lt;br /&gt;I rather cover one lie with another 1000 lies&lt;br /&gt;then to be exposed by people the truth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,i got one Deer in my class...&lt;br /&gt;shes sort of sweet especially the way she blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime stun me...&lt;br /&gt;I no longer stumble as much as i had b4...&lt;br /&gt;im sort of more confident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never settle down sometime lesser then what i Aim !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life changes people,enviroment decieve me and u...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-112866599679887234?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/112866599679887234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=112866599679887234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112866599679887234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112866599679887234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/10/time-flies-and-i-just-didnt-notice.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-112751604100132232</id><published>2005-09-24T06:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T06:54:01.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyday theres something new that flashes through my mind...&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then,i would ask myself...&lt;br /&gt;the concept of this society...&lt;br /&gt;Recently i saw an article written by a famous blogger on ex-prisoner...&lt;br /&gt;part of her the stuff she written...&lt;br /&gt;Part 1:"If they know going to jail will make it tough to find jobs in future, then don't commit the freaking crime! If they still do, they are only asking for it!&lt;br /&gt;Part 2:criminals are protrayed as objects of sympathy, are they not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally against the stuff what she had written...&lt;br /&gt;it reflected badly on her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone deserve a second chance...&lt;br /&gt;especailly for criminal,they had been punish by the law&lt;br /&gt;and they too deserve a chance by the society...&lt;br /&gt;nobody wanted to be condem forever so do they&lt;br /&gt;All they ask is forgivness and had a chance to start brand new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week from now,im starting my freaking semester 2&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what my class would be like...&lt;br /&gt;are they going to be nosy?&lt;br /&gt;I certainly hope not...&lt;br /&gt;i wan to have peace...&lt;br /&gt;As day pass,i realise that i didnt talk as much as i use to had before...&lt;br /&gt;i felt that the more i talk,the more flaw im exposing to others...&lt;br /&gt;Silent is Gold...&lt;br /&gt;maybe there a slight chance in who i am...&lt;br /&gt;but i still the Eugene that everyone knows..&lt;br /&gt;however the real is lock in the most inner part of my world...&lt;br /&gt;few can expose to the wildness in me..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Right now im&lt;br /&gt;Just look forward to those weekend when im out of singapore !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-112751604100132232?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/112751604100132232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=112751604100132232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112751604100132232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112751604100132232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/09/everyday-theres-something-new-that.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-112681661609357103</id><published>2005-09-16T04:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T04:36:56.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just another day had passed meaninglessly…&lt;br /&gt;Who say everyday is a new day???&lt;br /&gt;To me, everyday is just another routine…&lt;br /&gt;Sleep, work and the next day, the same cycle begin&lt;br /&gt;Such a meaningless life!&lt;br /&gt;What is the purpose for all Men to stay alive?&lt;br /&gt;Rot and die at old age?&lt;br /&gt;Helplessly watching your love one by one die by your side?&lt;br /&gt;What if we discover all the “truth” we ever trust is just a lie!&lt;br /&gt;How would you react?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, soon my holiday will be over…&lt;br /&gt;But another holiday is about to start&lt;br /&gt;My Whole October weekend will be spend in my friend house...&lt;br /&gt;I decided to rent his room in Malaysia, Johor, during the weekend…&lt;br /&gt;Might be skipping the Ohana Camp…&lt;br /&gt;During November, I be going Thailand or Indonesia for some shopping&lt;br /&gt;If possible I will be going Puhket for sun tanning!&lt;br /&gt;Still figuring out the total budget…&lt;br /&gt;Now busy trying to save as much as possible…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate staying in Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;How wish life can be much simple and meaningful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-112681661609357103?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/112681661609357103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=112681661609357103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112681661609357103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112681661609357103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-another-day-had-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-112630199906873490</id><published>2005-09-10T05:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T05:39:59.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If someone ever call out a change! Definitely we need one!&lt;br /&gt;Its time for a revolution against me, you and God!&lt;br /&gt;For our destiny and fate is control by us…not the almighty&lt;br /&gt;Our hand and mind decide our success…&lt;br /&gt;Neither do us owe god nor God owe us…&lt;br /&gt;It’s within us who determine the success or failure for the individual&lt;br /&gt;Remember, we had the mind of our own…the perspective of our own&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I sin! So doesn’t everyone…&lt;br /&gt;Let’s be honest, hey people, it’s totally impossible to fulfill the 10 commandant!&lt;br /&gt;Our generation has gone far beyond the time of Jesus…&lt;br /&gt;2000 years has passed…&lt;br /&gt;People change so does the world…&lt;br /&gt;We simply can’t apply the theory of 2000 year ago to this modern world…&lt;br /&gt;This generation of us, call for a different solution…&lt;br /&gt;Obey is no longer the absolute…&lt;br /&gt;We can’t blind our minds to follow something that’s impossible&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-112630199906873490?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/112630199906873490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=112630199906873490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112630199906873490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112630199906873490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/09/if-someone-ever-call-out-change.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-112625601483797143</id><published>2005-09-09T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T16:53:34.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, first day of work started since Friday, bit by bit I get used to the working system over there, but however still a bit of uncomfortable to the new environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on Tuesday I went to Malaysia and when I reach the Malaysia custom at 11am.it was fully pack. People was squeezing and pushing just to get their way through. Like usual, I just quietly queue up but soon once again my limit was tested by those irraiting people…squeeze and push. Some even cut my queue or mumble. Those bloody fuckers really pissed me off but then it was rather a enjoyable moment to see some very nice Singaporean cooperate and calm the situation down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally at 12 noon, I got through the custom and went to my friend house and stay over. At 5, he had to go over Singapore and work so I slack in his house alone. At 7, I went to holiday plaza and walk around.&lt;br /&gt;When over to century square to work .haha.. Actually I went over there to walk around. While window shopping, I saw one nice armlet den I bought it at only 22 rm. So cheap. talk to the boss of the shop while and I ask he whether can work for free in his shop for awhile. den he say ok since I’m bore. LoL. My first customer for the day was 2 young lady. Well, actually introduce some of the accessories in the shop .It was rather a fun experience. it was a miracle to get their number as they were rather gorgeous however I had no interest to follow up…haha…=)&lt;br /&gt;9+  the shop close so I went to had my supper alone. after then I got back to my friend house…&lt;br /&gt;I believe that when I m still young, it’s the right time for me to explore around Malaysia or even travel around and stay at one place. I decided when school reopens; I would spend my weekend over at my house as I rent his room for one month…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to learn to drive and ride bike in Malaysia b4 I do the real thing over in Singapore. haha. Learning to be independent.&lt;br /&gt;There’s no god in this world to help me as God has outcast me in his circle of blessing. Only me, can make the different in my own life...I believe I can handle my own destiny without some celestial being to help…It s me who make the different. NOT GOD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-112625601483797143?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/112625601483797143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=112625601483797143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112625601483797143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112625601483797143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/09/well-first-day-of-work-started-since.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-112550412405017411</id><published>2005-08-31T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T00:02:04.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woah lau, my best friend (shuhan) is going NS soon, feel so sad…&lt;br /&gt;Feel like meeting her before I start my one month vacation job…&lt;br /&gt;But she’s too busy guess I had to be alone for the next one month&lt;br /&gt;Maybe perhaps…wait me up when september end !&lt;br /&gt;no idea what I wan to say sia…&lt;br /&gt;My waiter might able to bring quick buck however&lt;br /&gt;I m not as money minded as I used to be …&lt;br /&gt;I’m satisfy with what I had =)&lt;br /&gt;The money I earn might be use to buy clothing (cargo pants)&lt;br /&gt; And the puma which jacket I saw at Royal sport house&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it’s so nice; P&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I intend to buy Nike Air shoe…&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the dollar I save for my motorbike course…&lt;br /&gt;I wan to learn air pistol too…&lt;br /&gt;Maybe get a membership for archery&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-112550412405017411?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/112550412405017411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=112550412405017411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112550412405017411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112550412405017411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/08/woah-lau-my-best-friend-shuhan-is.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-112524713490088022</id><published>2005-08-29T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T00:38:54.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>During last 4 days, lots of thing had happen. My character, my determination, decisiveness, strength and confident was badly affected and tested. My weakness was totally exposed. Emotion and tears are on the verge to be expose by others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, my faci and few classmates had a special total open minded chat after the class. The main target was me and I was been question by the “most intelligent guy I ever see” my faci, Doctor Alvin Chan. He graduated with a Master degree and had certain knowledge on sociological.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I become his patient for that day. I was totally question. At the vary moment, I wanted to shift his question but he was too tough for me. I felt like a lamb helplessly waiting for slayer as my weakness was slowly exposed by him. Actually he had a good intention; he wanted to locate the root of my weakness. After several rough of intensive questioning, I finally give up.&lt;br /&gt;I become so honest to him that I wasn’t aware of who am I .Actually I’ m rather a protective personal especially toward my own feeling. I scare of been hurt so I cover myself with fake tales.&lt;br /&gt;He told me that I lack of the self belief although I m capable on make a different in life and because of this it affected by decisiveness and confident. As a reason, my actual performance was restraint.&lt;br /&gt; Now I on the verge of break down as weakness and feeling is exposed. hai.&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn’t have say those to her.  Hai. Why am I so dumb to act on impulsiveness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, another trial was awaiting me. After the spook show, I went to Raffles Place to meet one of my friends, Evelyn .I wasn’t sure why she wanted to meet me. No reason and no logic at all to meet me without telling me the exact location. Around 7,I meet her and she brought me to a building. She was wearing some formal clothing and I was abit stun by her. Suddenly, I had this bad feeling while walking toward the place.&lt;br /&gt;When I enter the office, the atmospheric of the environment change, the first impression I saw was everyone were wearing formal clothing. Only me, wearing jeans and t-shirt …very uncomfortable with the environment Evelyn bought me to an area to be seated, while waiting for the adviser of her. She started to explain why she bought me here.&lt;br /&gt;After sometime, she bring two adviser to talk to me…Had a tough time dealing with them. They explain some marketing and sales plan to me and asked me to join their organization but I wasn’t interested at all. To be polite, I told them that I needed time at home to consider whether it is workerable. They told me that I wasn’t decisive at all to be a counselor which is my interest. They try to expose my weakness but obliviously after yesterday lesson, I was more caution of it. I manage to keep my coldness beneath me but deep within me, I was piss off by words they used.&lt;br /&gt;After sometime, I manage to get off from there and when to orchard to meet the rest of the primer. When to mac and talk cock…hahaha. Then when home...&lt;br /&gt; Sunday…was rather the worse day ! dun know where and when to start talking…but I was rather disappointed by the whole event Don’t wan to talk about it…After the whole spook show, I wonder with shuhan around the whole Singapore without any idea where to go…Went to bugis, Queenstown and bedok…Both of us suffer the same fate…&lt;br /&gt;Hai…Wish I could change my decision on that day…So thing wont be so complicated by me…hai…its all my fault.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-112524713490088022?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/112524713490088022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=112524713490088022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112524713490088022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112524713490088022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/08/during-last-4-days-lots-of-thing-had.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-112524134806968780</id><published>2005-08-25T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T23:02:28.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today went to NYP with Luke for game day…Reach around 5+ that’s the earliest I ever reach NYP ever since I drop out of NYP. Bought Luke around the campus… After that we went to the Club room to slack. GOT headache! Uncle Roger came and had a long debrief .I over heard the brief and realize that the Ohana Camp will be run separately between the year 1 and year 2…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, I felt that the negative point might weight much heavier then the benefit if the camp is to be run separately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negative of a separate camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, running a separate camp will strains more resource and man power. More money will be spend on booking venue. More man power to organize the event as running a camp will require more effort for the committee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, Ohana Camp is a camp for the family to gather as one. Running a camp separate defend the purpose of having Ohana Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of the year 1 and year 2 events is run separately throughout the year. Ohana camp might be the best opportunity for the year 1 and year 2 students to meet together and form bonding in between each other. However, 3 day 2 nights is a very short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;Year 1 and year 2 Student only get to communicate with each other during the second day. Most probably during the day 2 , camper wouldn’t want to mix around much because they already had their team which forms during day 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Furthermore the turn out for both year 1 and year 2 might not be much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benefit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By running a separate camp, committee member for both side year1 and year 2 is able to communicate well between the individual year 1 and year 2 respectively. Committee will able to adjust to changes for their sides immediately if anything happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My suggestion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally had no intention to interrupt the planning for the game but just to state out the benefit and negative point. My suggestion is that during day 2 , team are to be reshuffle again and mix with year 1 and year 2.this will increase time for bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let keep this within the blog…Thanks =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-112524134806968780?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/112524134806968780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=112524134806968780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112524134806968780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112524134806968780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/08/today-went-to-nyp-with-luke-for-game_25.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-112468698575718149</id><published>2005-08-22T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T13:03:05.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha, again I skip my lesson for the 6 time…&lt;br /&gt;This time round, it’s because my tummy is bloated with air&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...I hope today is a beautiful start of the week&lt;br /&gt;Last week was disaster week, everything didn’t went well…&lt;br /&gt;After I went to FCBC, I realize that problem will never stop coming&lt;br /&gt;Even I had the best solution…Problem will still coming&lt;br /&gt;Be it from, BGR, Studies, and Family…&lt;br /&gt;Problem will just flow to you and grab you from behind&lt;br /&gt;NO ESCAPE from it!&lt;br /&gt;It’s the perspective view of individual that make this world beautiful&lt;br /&gt;I can choose to view this world in a different manner&lt;br /&gt;NO problem can defeat me !&lt;br /&gt;For I’m no longer the same as the past..&lt;br /&gt;The past has gone, a fresh new beginning had started&lt;br /&gt;Time for some wonderful change in me =)&lt;br /&gt;Holiday is coming! But I intend to work at my previous KTV&lt;br /&gt;What to do... I’m penniless&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,I hope that the misunderstanding with my colleague will be clear&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I hope time will make her understand that I’m true to her&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, let there be world peaces&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-112468698575718149?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/112468698575718149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=112468698575718149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112468698575718149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112468698575718149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/08/hahaha-again-i-skip-my-lesson-for-6.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-112416931888381437</id><published>2005-08-16T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T13:15:18.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My inner world is crushing soon…&lt;br /&gt; I think soon or later, I gonna cry…&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha … abit usual for a guy rite?&lt;br /&gt;Ai yox, I’m those very emotional guy…&lt;br /&gt;Whenever my closed friend had trouble,&lt;br /&gt;I always try to help them if possible&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could share their burden or even comfort them&lt;br /&gt;But it seem to me that my help might be another burden to them&lt;br /&gt;Hai …how wish I could help…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days, I got a really bad hot temper&lt;br /&gt;I got easily  frustrated or piss off&lt;br /&gt;Just Don’t feel like talking to friends&lt;br /&gt;I just want to stay close with thoI comfortable with…&lt;br /&gt;I skipped school, show attitude, last but not least, slack! …haha…&lt;br /&gt;Now a day, I sound more like a problematic kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime I felt like slapping myself, just to stop myself from dreaming&lt;br /&gt;When will I ever wake up from this dream which fallen apart?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t understand what I m dreaming off&lt;br /&gt;When will I get through…&lt;br /&gt;Hai…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-112416931888381437?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/112416931888381437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=112416931888381437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112416931888381437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112416931888381437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-inner-world-is-crushing-soon-i.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-112372874434764591</id><published>2005-08-11T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T10:52:24.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My stupid angel, shihu, keep pestering me to update my blog&lt;br /&gt;And here I am to update my blog …all thank to that irrating angel!&lt;br /&gt;No idea where and when to start but I just roughly state how I felt during this month =)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…Lots of things happen and something are never meant to be share&lt;br /&gt; I just quit C Square, the CCA I most committed in,&lt;br /&gt;Due to some serious disputed in the IG.&lt;br /&gt; Thanks to the president as his unwillingly to give up his power…&lt;br /&gt;Power hunger! Two headed snake!&lt;br /&gt;I felt that since we now share different view, its better to quit than to stay&lt;br /&gt;That son of the B….  backstab me badly, fortunately, I had my friend to inform me of this incident &lt;br /&gt;Practically lost all my interest; everything in life is worthless&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know where to start or where to begin in…just stuck in the middle of this junction&lt;br /&gt;So afraid to tell her how I feel …&lt;br /&gt;Maybe lack of confident, perhaps I fear rejection.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its better to be friend =)&lt;br /&gt;Dun wan to mess up the friendship between us&lt;br /&gt;I’m just too unpredictable, unstable emotion&lt;br /&gt;Some people in class call me slacker cause im unwilling to work&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I didn’t wan to work with them&lt;br /&gt;I lost interest in my class…everyday is just a daily routine&lt;br /&gt;Just last week, I got piss of my classmate because of an incident&lt;br /&gt;Hai…it really sucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-112372874434764591?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/112372874434764591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=112372874434764591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112372874434764591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112372874434764591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-stupid-angel-shihu-keep-pestering.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-112110023472404973</id><published>2005-07-12T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T00:43:57.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hai,busy busy busy...lOts of meeting going On&lt;br /&gt;So tire,everyday have to use brain to think of event structure&lt;br /&gt;~~"hai"~i wan tO complain i have lots of WOrk to dO!&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy going around to collect unwanted soft toy...&lt;br /&gt;a smaller me ,the bigger picture !&lt;br /&gt;it's the heart of serving that bring my passion alive...&lt;br /&gt;Some of the decision might be wrong,&lt;br /&gt;but i have to stick to it..and face the consquence&lt;br /&gt;Im Really reallly tire...i need a break...&lt;br /&gt;my 3 week break just over and now im yelling for a holiday~~*&lt;br /&gt;I had a vision that one day when my time in RP is over,&lt;br /&gt;C Sqaured will replace Student Union as the Number 1 CCA in RP...&lt;br /&gt;althought it seem to be impossible...&lt;br /&gt;but few of us is willing to work toward this common goal.&lt;br /&gt;lots of disagreement occur during the journey,but we stick to our ground Rule&lt;br /&gt;In C Squared, art of politic is strictly forbidden in C Squared..&lt;br /&gt;Everyone will be play a neutral party in C Squared...this include the lousy president !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-112110023472404973?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/112110023472404973/comments/default' 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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-8805135.post-112033063812612822</id><published>2005-07-03T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T02:57:18.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I m totally disappoint with my C Squared President !&lt;br /&gt;His planning totally not up to my expectation...&lt;br /&gt;Whatever he do,he never think carefully of the consquence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,he never update the role of every individual member through mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly,he keep adding programme to the event calender,and he didnt realise that it might be too much for the member to take.( we only have 19 member lor)&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone is committed lor !&lt;br /&gt;event fOr july and August&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;idea flow week&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;recruitment drive&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;leave a star&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;do video clip for submition to Channel new asia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;might have a event at woodland  library(still pending)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he wan to add more event to calender&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;visit Old folk home&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;mass outreach !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its too much to take !&lt;br /&gt;..anyway his calender cannot be read by human !&lt;br /&gt;Fuck sia ! im Piss off ! His not realistic at all ! hes doing thing all at One go lor !&lt;br /&gt;argh argh argh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my brother ! Fucker !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-112033063812612822?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/112033063812612822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=112033063812612822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112033063812612822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/112033063812612822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-m-totally-disappoint-with-my-c.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-111980108717941187</id><published>2005-06-26T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T23:51:27.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 weeks of term break&lt;br /&gt;4 camps went&lt;br /&gt;Attended dozen of meeting&lt;br /&gt;Countless setback occur for C Squared event planning&lt;br /&gt;Getting more and more busy day by day&lt;br /&gt;Now I had to set my priories base on my interest&lt;br /&gt;Previously, join Four Interests Group in RP due to interest&lt;br /&gt;Mentoring, C Squared, RPBL and Nature IG&lt;br /&gt;Guess I have to reshuffle my attention&lt;br /&gt;Mentoring was my first priories&lt;br /&gt;Second was C Squared&lt;br /&gt;I joined mentoring as I believe in volunteerism and community spirit&lt;br /&gt;I believe not to do for the sake of doing but serve with the spirit of fellowship&lt;br /&gt;Learn as you serve is what been pass down to me but how not many people are practicing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 20th birthday has just over and now been 20 year old.&lt;br /&gt;I hardly feel the energy within me any longer&lt;br /&gt;Recently when I went for the Prison Of Changi (P.O.C) Camp&lt;br /&gt;I felt completely restless and tire&lt;br /&gt;My mood is like Sian (Bore) X3&lt;br /&gt;Have no idea what happen in me.&lt;br /&gt;In my daily projects, whatever I want to do or what I intending to do,&lt;br /&gt;I always lack of the extra push that I needed to do better&lt;br /&gt;I tend to think too much of the negative effect of my idea.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’m old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I too unpredictable? Or are You?&lt;br /&gt;I wish I am the unpredictable one…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidden in the darkest corner…and never been known to the world…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-111980108717941187?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/111980108717941187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=111980108717941187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/111980108717941187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/111980108717941187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/06/3-weeks-of-term-break-4-camps-went.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-111643288570402886</id><published>2005-05-19T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T00:14:45.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kindess</title><content type='html'>Did u know that how well a country culture is rate, can be observe through thing happening in the train&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself; Have you ever consider giving your seat to those old and needy people in the train?&lt;br /&gt;Without been ask or having a second thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;Even u did think of putting words into action but did u try?&lt;br /&gt;Sometime because of certain issue, you didn’t try.&lt;br /&gt;Like for me, I use to think that there’s no point giving up my seat,&lt;br /&gt;When some old people just don’t appreciate the kindness and as time goes by,&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t even bother to practice what was taught in the CME during the school days...&lt;br /&gt;But today, because of something that happen in the train, it somehow changes my whole concept...&lt;br /&gt;It all started in the train when an old lady asked me to give up my seat&lt;br /&gt;Due to her leg is weak to stand throughout the whole journey&lt;br /&gt;And naturally, I was too embarrass by her but because the crowd were stunning at me,&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what on earth had happen.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I m absolutely alright giving up my seat cause I m young.&lt;br /&gt;The old lady started to explain (I prefer to call it as nag) why she asked me instead.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I accept the reason but she went beyond what was require to explain.&lt;br /&gt;(Seriously, it give me a hard time specially for my ears !)&lt;br /&gt;She started to share experience of what young teenagers do on the train&lt;br /&gt;Especially, when they saw a old lady or even a pregnant women traveling on the train.&lt;br /&gt;Some would continue read their newspaper or some pretend to be sleeping and worse of all can’t be bother.&lt;br /&gt;Soon another female, sally, appear to be in her forty join the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Sally agree with the old lady on how inconsiderate young teenage can be…&lt;br /&gt;Both of them were like pin pointing faults and I felt that in certain ways they are referring to me.&lt;br /&gt;So I told them my point of view.&lt;br /&gt;1st,I told them I wasn’t aware that the old lady was in front of me waiting to be seated&lt;br /&gt;2nd ,further more, I told them previously I use to give up my seat for the elderly till one day, a old men rejected me and I was totally embarrass by that incident and so I started to ignore them unless they request for it&lt;br /&gt;3rd, whenever I gave up my seat, those people who’s butt is nicely stick onto the seat will be staring at me .They will be trying to figure out whether; I was an alien or perhaps a foreign to them, then I will be so paiseh(shame) that I shift myself to one corner and hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally told me that there’s nothing to be a shame of but instead those whose butt is stick on the seat should be ashamed of and she totally agree that some elderly just don’t like the idea of young teens offering them seats due to their pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then, the proud old lady started to mention that she appear on newspaper and had wrote to numerous later to he press. She also mentions that she’s a good public speaker and while she was talking I was thinking…&lt;br /&gt;The term she call herself a public speaker&lt;br /&gt;I analysis word by word…the meaning of Public speaker&lt;br /&gt;”someone who speak loudly in the public” and I was like laughing, not to her but by myself.&lt;br /&gt;This conversation was observe by lots of commuter in the train&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-111643288570402886?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/111643288570402886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=111643288570402886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/111643288570402886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/111643288570402886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/05/kindess.html' title='kindess'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-111518151111736350</id><published>2005-05-04T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T12:38:31.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have u ever wonder does age make the different in~&lt;br /&gt;Considering people feeling?&lt;br /&gt;Giving comment that hurt people feeling?&lt;br /&gt;the most common excuse they would give are,I'm just straight forward&lt;br /&gt;Well,for me thats nothing wrong to be straight forward.&lt;br /&gt;Its good to be straight-forward for certain issue&lt;br /&gt;but there should be a limit for everything..Including Straight-forward ~!&lt;br /&gt;If everyone put themselves above others people thought,&lt;br /&gt;giving comment that hurt other people&lt;br /&gt;what will the world become?&lt;br /&gt;Like wise,If i say this world is wonderful become people r so considerate to others&lt;br /&gt;that would be simplely bullshit cause this world is imperfect and nobody are perfect~&lt;br /&gt;Cause every second there lots of hypocrite around us,targeting those innocent.&lt;br /&gt;Only when we struck a balance between straight forward and considerate to other feeling~&lt;br /&gt;What do i mean that?&lt;br /&gt;Example,on a partical day,a hot agurement occur between yOU and your friend,&lt;br /&gt;U and ur friend r piss off with each other,a fight seen to be unaviodable because&lt;br /&gt;the way both of you reply..in the end fight occur..As a result friendship affected&lt;br /&gt;Infact we can aviod this,an argurement should be stop&lt;br /&gt;Especially when certain issue are involve and feeling are hurt !&lt;br /&gt;Tongue are like knife that slash through your friend feeling when u are arguring&lt;br /&gt;Im not implying that we should not argue or even quarrel,&lt;br /&gt;but there should be a limit for everything =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-111518151111736350?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/111518151111736350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=111518151111736350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/111518151111736350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/111518151111736350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/05/have-u-ever-wonder-does-age-make.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-111398259808528827</id><published>2005-04-20T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T15:38:37.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why?Why?Why?&lt;br /&gt;Why im not the one she love?&lt;br /&gt;Am i not Good enough for her?&lt;br /&gt;I might not be the Most handsome of all&lt;br /&gt;but im 101 percent serious about her&lt;br /&gt;I wish i can be the prince she love...&lt;br /&gt;but im not !&lt;br /&gt;~"hai"~&lt;br /&gt;I wish i can be the one who send her to school everyday&lt;br /&gt;the one who send her roses everyday..&lt;br /&gt;but i cant do all this...&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;she's busy from day till night&lt;br /&gt;every now and then, i hear the same Song she love most..&lt;br /&gt;U know why !&lt;br /&gt;Cause i cant get to see her!&lt;br /&gt;I miss her !&lt;br /&gt;Damn it !&lt;br /&gt;Why...why am i such a loser?&lt;br /&gt;hai~&lt;br /&gt;why life cant be more simple !&lt;br /&gt;easier for me?&lt;br /&gt;I alway try my best to fulfill the life of others..&lt;br /&gt;but have i done for myself?&lt;br /&gt;why am i alway in the loser end&lt;br /&gt;hai~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-111398259808528827?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/111398259808528827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=111398259808528827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/111398259808528827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/111398259808528827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/04/whywhywhy-why-im-not-one-she-love-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-111152556736688361</id><published>2005-03-23T04:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T05:06:07.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woah</title><content type='html'>Woah~! what a relief~&lt;br /&gt;FInally...After waiting for the reply so lOng&lt;br /&gt;Now,i got myself a entry intO RP&lt;br /&gt;Republic POly Offer me business cOmputing...&lt;br /&gt;Most probably i guess i l have to accept it..(abit unwilling)&lt;br /&gt; I'm more interested in Business application..&lt;br /&gt;I`m scare..Scare that i can`t cOpe it...&lt;br /&gt;afraid to disappoint my dad again...&lt;br /&gt;There`s lots of thoughts happening in My Brain at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;Should i or should i not...&lt;br /&gt;Hai~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-111152556736688361?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/111152556736688361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=111152556736688361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/111152556736688361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/111152556736688361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/03/woah.html' title='woah'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-111074588729510028</id><published>2005-03-14T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T04:31:27.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got my pay last few days&lt;br /&gt;and i almost empty all my bank saving...&lt;br /&gt;~hai~&lt;br /&gt;bought a mini hi-fi  set (200)&lt;br /&gt;Creative Zen mp3player (400) Enjoy the Music of it !&lt;br /&gt;a reebOok spec...(175)&lt;br /&gt;Plus alot of taxi trips...&lt;br /&gt;i going broke this month...&lt;br /&gt;have tO survive On grass this month..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Miss all my friend =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-111074588729510028?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/111074588729510028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=111074588729510028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/111074588729510028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/111074588729510028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-got-my-pay-last-few-days-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110953702292691522</id><published>2005-02-28T04:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T04:43:42.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Imagine,U are a Kid in this materialistic World..&lt;br /&gt;and u r struggling to hold onto Your Beleif..&lt;br /&gt;What Would u do when the wrong is so common and right is uncommon in this fucking WOrld~.&lt;br /&gt;Would u follOw them ? Or Would u stick to Your Principle ?&lt;br /&gt;How much does honesty worth when nobody practising it ?&lt;br /&gt;What`s True LOve when Love is ask in return Of money..&lt;br /&gt;the only True Love appear is in Tv Espode because of  viewer Demand...&lt;br /&gt;God has his perfect plan on Us..&lt;br /&gt;But what is his plan for the perfect world?&lt;br /&gt;If his plan is so perfect why there`s man dying every moment?&lt;br /&gt;due to hunger or  murder...&lt;br /&gt;the world is so polluted with evil...&lt;br /&gt;Only the honest become the weakest link...&lt;br /&gt;the strongest survive in this fucking world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110953702292691522?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110953702292691522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow~i`m so stuN by the money i spending after i fOund my job..&lt;br /&gt;I have no Idea how the heck,i got all this money..&lt;br /&gt;Mostly by hOng bOng and tIp i live on...&lt;br /&gt;I Work only 3 week since day One...&lt;br /&gt;but the money i spend is almost $700 this week...&lt;br /&gt;My List...&lt;br /&gt;$110--&gt;Debt owe to Wilson&lt;br /&gt;$100--&gt;On last saturday..shirt and Movie&lt;br /&gt;$170--&gt;new HandPhone without Line&lt;br /&gt;$130--&gt;On mOnday,new addias Shoe,Jack place and pounch&lt;br /&gt;$145--&gt;Today pasta Mania and Malaysia tRip&lt;br /&gt;$40--&gt;tAxi trIp(few days)&lt;br /&gt;i haven`t get my first basic salary &lt;br /&gt;and yet i spend money like Nobody business..&lt;br /&gt;I getting a spec,Mini hi fi set,Digital Camera.Roughly $800&lt;br /&gt;I slowly stray alway and got attracted to the Outside..&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere is so happening when u have money with U !&lt;br /&gt;I intend to complete my Ns den go for Poly =)&lt;br /&gt;have to raise $160 within this 6 day to gO and malaysia Trip =)&lt;br /&gt;Just fOr pleasure~~Muaahaha...I addIcted ~-_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110858311421483537?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110858311421483537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110858311421483537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110858311421483537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110858311421483537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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something burning in Our body..So Hot...obiviously not spicy&lt;br /&gt;I planning to get myself for a digital camera and a spec when i got my first pay...&lt;br /&gt;and not forgeting to treat my neighbour and friend a meal...&lt;br /&gt;Most probably at pasta Mania...&lt;br /&gt;It`s alway a dream to own a personal camera&lt;br /&gt;taking down precious memory with  friends...&lt;br /&gt;Intending to get a 3.1  Mega pixel camera when the price reach my affordable standard..&lt;br /&gt;When it come to Primer Activites,i hope i can be there to have with them&lt;br /&gt;but i have tO work...&lt;br /&gt;Hate to decide between work and Primer...&lt;br /&gt;(have to be responsible when it come tO work)&lt;br /&gt;I dun like to fly aeroplane inorder to have fun...&lt;br /&gt;whenever i  work,i got those money-minded thinking...&lt;br /&gt; alway like to make the most money in the shortest period of time&lt;br /&gt; so that i could go for a shopping trip !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110730465308075622</id><published>2005-02-02T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T08:37:33.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MuAhaha,today is my off day.&lt;br /&gt;Slept for three hour Only and wake up...&lt;br /&gt;Dun intend to waste away a fine day like this..&lt;br /&gt;Unlike previously,i can spend away one whole day..&lt;br /&gt;Must learn to appreciate off days =)&lt;br /&gt;My face is rotting...skin r peering..&lt;br /&gt;have to blame myself not tO put lotion while sun taning...&lt;br /&gt;Last night i drank two cup of martin with customer&lt;br /&gt;Inorder to empty his bottle...&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that i`m not a good drinker..&lt;br /&gt;i trying to improve On it...&lt;br /&gt;Spit some rubbish from my mouth (dun get me wrong..)&lt;br /&gt;i`m didn't vomiting but say something out&lt;br /&gt;which has been hidden from me for a long period of time&lt;br /&gt;Later maybe getting some sea sport form&lt;br /&gt;the most important stuff to be completed today is getting myself new year clothing...&lt;br /&gt;I dun feel like celebrating new year or perharp face my relative so i switch my off day&lt;br /&gt; which is on 9th(wednesday) to Sunday..I'm avoiding them...&lt;br /&gt;Sometime lOving sOmeone doesn't mean tO Take ContrOl of her Life&lt;br /&gt;But to see her getting happy everyday =)&lt;br /&gt;at least i know she`s happier without me&lt;br /&gt;I wearing a different mask everyday just to hide my emotion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8805135.post-110694566427613404</id><published>2005-01-29T04:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T04:54:24.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>the best is Over&lt;br /&gt;i don't ever think that i could find someone as better as her&lt;br /&gt;Hai..Someone i could place my entire Love with...&lt;br /&gt;ever since i started my work on wednesday,i felt my heart is empty,&lt;br /&gt;just like a body without it's soul...&lt;br /&gt;Why did i end a perfect relationship two year ago?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,life have to go On..&lt;br /&gt;I thank God that i met her.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i was fated to be Single but God given me a chance&lt;br /&gt;..to experience it..&lt;br /&gt;too bad thing don't work Out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my job..i'm working in a nightClub Cum KtV..&lt;br /&gt;I not working as a Xiao Jie but as a full-time waiter&lt;br /&gt;I have enOugh Of slacking and rotting at home,...&lt;br /&gt;My duty is to Pour wine ,clear there and here and recieve tip frOm the Customer&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;Two day and i recieVe 72 dollar of tip..&lt;br /&gt;Easy money,pretty girl to look at,nice music...&lt;br /&gt;the  Night Club give Us a total of $800 &lt;br /&gt;the tip and extra allowance could bring the salary to $1500&lt;br /&gt;Imagine two day of tip is 72 dollar..&lt;br /&gt;What about the rest Of the month..&lt;br /&gt;It's my first few time working in such place..&lt;br /&gt;Felt Abit uneasy about it but after a while i'm ok with it..&lt;br /&gt;Those customer are bloody rich..&lt;br /&gt;Spend money like water sia..&lt;br /&gt;They give the xiao jie $100 each..&lt;br /&gt;Sometime maybe even extra $10000 for the best singer&lt;br /&gt;the customer touch there and here&lt;br /&gt;haha..not my business..&lt;br /&gt;i gwt to free show from outside the room..&lt;br /&gt;Not there i want to peep but it's my duty to look..&lt;br /&gt;haha..I'm so sick&lt;br /&gt;Everything is fine just that the working hour is like from 7pm to 3 am&lt;br /&gt;Miss out lots of activties..Tiring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110694566427613404?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110694566427613404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110694566427613404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110694566427613404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110694566427613404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/01/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110600227349696227</id><published>2005-01-18T06:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T06:51:13.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HI</title><content type='html'>REcently got to know a girl(BBC)from UK,&lt;br /&gt;Well both of Us were like doing some cUlture Exchange with each other.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisely,We did'nt chat through Msn but through friendster messaging!&lt;br /&gt;She's Kind and friendly but tOo bad we live thousand miles apart.haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well,Recently On monday went for a interview &lt;br /&gt;at Pasir riS Beach...&lt;br /&gt;It was a cosy little cafe along the beach..&lt;br /&gt;from the Cafe,Can see beautiful sea View..&lt;br /&gt;Hope tO wOrk down there =)&lt;br /&gt;Paid is not a problem cause i getting excited to work there !!&lt;br /&gt;YahOoOoOo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110600227349696227?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110600227349696227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110600227349696227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110600227349696227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110600227349696227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/01/hi.html' title='HI'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110582818426481271</id><published>2005-01-16T05:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T06:29:44.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosh~!</title><content type='html'>OoOoH My Gosh...&lt;br /&gt;Never Did I expect myself to return to 17th coy..&lt;br /&gt;I just Can`t imagine it...&lt;br /&gt;In the end,I went back tO help Out in the 17th coy Jr&lt;br /&gt;I'm So contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;Few month back,i'm already considering whether is it possible to serve.&lt;br /&gt;It all started back in the Ohana Camp,when i get some sense of satify after everything go On so "successful".&lt;br /&gt;During those day in senior section,I used to run away from every saturday parade because of work and some personal commitment(BGR)&lt;br /&gt;My Officer used to tell me cherish my friend around me and not Work($$)&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..I miss those Day in Senior section and My Cute Officer..&lt;br /&gt;Our gang alway like to crack and laugh at our stupid little Joke..&lt;br /&gt;Even after graduated,we still meet up to and play our favourite sport.&lt;br /&gt;I'm One of the infamous Stun man among my Gang cause Only I can perform 180 degree wheelly while other could dO 90 degree only..(O.0"')&lt;br /&gt;My Motto back in those day is,"steadyyyyy La..."Muahaha...&lt;br /&gt;We Would be the first one to voluneteer ourself for those deadly duties...haha..we r the Super On One lOr..  &lt;br /&gt;Our Favourite time is obviously Games Time...Soccer !!!&lt;br /&gt;It's the Only time when we Demonstrate Our Brazilian's Soccer Skill and stun..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sO uncomfortable when one of the junior boy address me as "Sir Eugene".&lt;br /&gt;Can`t Believe someone actually say this to me cause the word "Sir" is equal to putting responisblity onto my shoulder.If someone address you as a sir,Obiviously u have to set a example for them to fOllow On..It might sound easy but it's Not that simple as what u might think..&lt;br /&gt;Well,I Conduct some Simple Drill for them..&lt;br /&gt;at least i'm not that Rust even thou i been missing 4 years..&lt;br /&gt;I Score Two Wonderful Goals from Long distance! So beautifUl.&lt;br /&gt;Hai,feel like going for fcbc for services but the time Crash..&lt;br /&gt;I wan to find out what pastor is preaching cause i'm interesting in some of the topic he say.. =P&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/8805135-110582818426481271?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110582818426481271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110582818426481271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110582818426481271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110582818426481271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/01/gosh.html' title='Gosh~!'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110533993169975993</id><published>2005-01-10T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T14:52:11.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~"hai"~&lt;br /&gt;OutsIde is rainning like Mad and the sky is fucking Dark!&lt;br /&gt;Right now,I got this Mix feeling between frustrating and Sadness..&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i think of that inicdent,&lt;br /&gt;I will start to Question myself.. &lt;br /&gt;Why am i So stupid..&lt;br /&gt;Stupid enough to trUst them plus a stranger who approach me..&lt;br /&gt;Stupid enough tO fall for a trap which Even the Dumbiest people on earth will realise it`s a trap..&lt;br /&gt;Obviously they are purposely Out to make a fool out Of me to make themselve happily entertain..&lt;br /&gt;Had they ever consider my feeling?&lt;br /&gt;DId THEY?&lt;br /&gt;I Guess nOt..&lt;br /&gt;If they Ever thought of my feeLing!&lt;br /&gt;They Should had never Cheated On me!&lt;br /&gt;They never say a word of Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;show sign of Regret..&lt;br /&gt;Only one of them say sorry..&lt;br /&gt;Does Sorry really help alot?&lt;br /&gt;If u have No sign of Regret..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minutes ago,i Blasted my frustrating anger on two of the culprit involve in it.&lt;br /&gt;from the start of the conversation,&lt;br /&gt;I Scolded them with those Language which i hardly use on or mean it..&lt;br /&gt;Of Course,they immediately defend themselves..&lt;br /&gt;They try tO make me feel like Only an idiot falling for the trap and give excuse like it`s so long ago..&lt;br /&gt;why do I wan to find trouble?&lt;br /&gt;Since when i search for trouble?&lt;br /&gt;It's PrOblem-maker who find trouble on me~&lt;br /&gt;If they had never set this trap..&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever get angry?&lt;br /&gt;No I would'nt..&lt;br /&gt;Must probably i would be sleeping peacely if this incident never happen on me..&lt;br /&gt;tHis is a WonderfUl lesson,to be learn frOm..&lt;br /&gt;Even money can`t buy this Wonderful lesson..&lt;br /&gt;It's Outside of the School textbook and classroom..&lt;br /&gt;this lesson is base on wonderful experience..&lt;br /&gt;My Conclusion,&lt;br /&gt;"U can hardly trust human,even yOur closest Friend Might be the One Who betraYed You.."&lt;br /&gt;I`m So fucking Dissappointed!&lt;br /&gt;~"Hai"~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110533993169975993?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-8805135.post-110489331575383140</id><published>2005-01-05T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T20:45:29.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hai</title><content type='html'>~"Hai"~I been a slacker fOr the past few days&lt;br /&gt;Some Issue arise and make me realise how foOlish I am...&lt;br /&gt;I was Angry,Sad and disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;I liveIn a world of my own fOr the past few day...&lt;br /&gt;I was tOtally foolish enough to walk into a trap pre-set up &lt;br /&gt;by my trusted friend...&lt;br /&gt;I admit,I Didn`t lost much thing when I was played&lt;br /&gt;the Only thing I lost was tRust!&lt;br /&gt;Can`t they spare some thought for my feeling b4, &lt;br /&gt;they play this sicking prank?&lt;br /&gt;My Only Question tO them is :&lt;br /&gt;U,People Cover it Up and hide from me...&lt;br /&gt;When are u going tO tell me if i never find Out the true?&lt;br /&gt;~"End"~&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,I Hope I never find out the Truth in the First place!&lt;br /&gt;At least i wouldn't be that Hurt!&lt;br /&gt;From the beginning,All I wanted was to make new friends&lt;br /&gt;A friend Who I can Chat with&lt;br /&gt;that's why I Reduce my caution,&lt;br /&gt;when "She" approach me in MsN&lt;br /&gt;Everything was Cleverly setUP.&lt;br /&gt;False Information,friends introduce tO me..&lt;br /&gt;He didn`t fall for it..but I Did..&lt;br /&gt;~"Hai"~&lt;br /&gt;Perharps,I`m A FOol&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'm was toO naive to trUst Stranger!&lt;br /&gt;I will Open My Eye Big Big when stranger approach me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime people ask me why Dun u argue back and defend your Rights..&lt;br /&gt;I Smile amd silently walk off..&lt;br /&gt;Now I tell You the Truth,all this while,what I wanted was to keep everybody happy and avoid confrontation between friends..&lt;br /&gt;and now What is done is Done&lt;br /&gt;No Point..remembering It...&lt;br /&gt;I will try to forget all this thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I`m Sorry if U see me posting this..&lt;br /&gt;I finally Understand how "She" feel when i cheated On her...&lt;br /&gt;Hai~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8805135-110489331575383140?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110489331575383140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110489331575383140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110489331575383140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110489331575383140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/01/hai.html' title='Hai'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110453400948351644</id><published>2005-01-01T06:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T07:00:09.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>Wow,It's the beginning Of 2005!&lt;br /&gt;I getting old =| (20 this year)&lt;br /&gt;Time tO be Serious =P &lt;br /&gt;I'm setting some realistic target to motive myself !&lt;br /&gt;1st-to look at thing in different view and angle Of life~&lt;br /&gt;2nd-to be firm and decisive(NO means No) &lt;br /&gt;3rd-set a positive think&lt;br /&gt;4th-to Commit my life in His hand !(there`s Only One way)&lt;br /&gt;5th-fOrget those silly thought Of mine and Move On =P&lt;br /&gt;6th-tO be more sensitive tO the feeling Of others~!&lt;br /&gt;7th-tO practise leadership thinking~&lt;br /&gt;Sometime I Got A.P or Mood swing...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,tOday a Group of Us(md noor,bruce,Nuts and Me)&lt;br /&gt;went to Orchard Rd KtV and enjoy some little new year celebration&lt;br /&gt;It`s like a mini Size gathering..&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Hazel brought some tibits from Cold Storage&lt;br /&gt;She`s So CheaPo..hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Really enjoy myself till the last part when we finish oUr KTV &lt;br /&gt;i`m get Seriously pissed Off Completly due to some reason..&lt;br /&gt;and i was at the verge of rasing my voice! &lt;br /&gt;Obiviouly,not Singing but Scolding la~&lt;br /&gt;(no Pointing talking about it)&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I manage tO contrOl...&lt;br /&gt;Wow,Md noor Sound even better den Taufik sia~!&lt;br /&gt;I`m so impress..&lt;br /&gt;He`s always my number "One" Idol =P&lt;br /&gt;I will be the first One tO Vote for Him &lt;br /&gt;If Only,he Join the Singapore Idol !&lt;br /&gt;~"Hahaha"~&lt;br /&gt;after finishing KTV,no idea why I got a slight Headache&lt;br /&gt;anyway,it was getting late&lt;br /&gt;so i break off from the group &lt;br /&gt;and meet the primers for dinner at P.S fOr awhile&lt;br /&gt;(plaza SingapUra not Playstation)hahaha&lt;br /&gt;We ate Pasta Mania..(Yummy,Delicious,marvelous)&lt;br /&gt;(Limited word to describe... =)&lt;br /&gt;tOo bad,i dun have the photo of it~(o.O")&lt;br /&gt;i added plenty Of cheese in It..to make it cheseey&lt;br /&gt;feel like having hawaii Pizza at this very moment! =P&lt;br /&gt;Roughly at 8.30+ i went back home&lt;br /&gt;I slept throughout the whOle entire train ride&lt;br /&gt;i was drooling while sleeping&lt;br /&gt;and infront Of me was two babe sitting next tO their "Bf"..&lt;br /&gt;Of course,i try not to pay attention to them la..haha&lt;br /&gt;(I dun intend to kanna Bash for no reason during the Next year Hor)&lt;br /&gt;Jokes A side&lt;br /&gt;Well,reach pasir ris,it was extremely raining badly&lt;br /&gt;(Can see thunderstorm,typhoon,Wow~that`s too extreme)&lt;br /&gt;sO I took a bus back la..&lt;br /&gt;at the interchange..&lt;br /&gt;Dozens of people queuing for bus ride&lt;br /&gt;~Cause of the Countdown la&lt;br /&gt;Most probably,heading toward Downtown East...&lt;br /&gt;For me,My honey(Bed)is Calling for me.. &lt;br /&gt;Slept at 10+,den people started to Sms me Happy new year~!&lt;br /&gt;I was Glad that my friends never forget me =P&lt;br /&gt;too bad,I was tOo Sleepy tO reply them.&lt;br /&gt;Hee hee hee...&lt;br /&gt;Some friend i worth to know &lt;br /&gt;While other are Not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8805135-110453400948351644?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110453400948351644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110453400948351644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110453400948351644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110453400948351644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2005/01/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110444409756532142</id><published>2004-12-30T05:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T06:01:37.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 week has past...(28days)&lt;br /&gt;it`s has been 4 week since i last meet her...(hai)&lt;br /&gt;at Changi Airport when we Both send off the Team YEP&lt;br /&gt;and now the Team YEp Is back for almost 2 weeks -_-&lt;br /&gt;I hope she`s doing great in her studys&lt;br /&gt;tomolo is 31st of december&lt;br /&gt;and it  mark the  end Of 2004..&lt;br /&gt;Well,All I can say,this is a wonderfUl year 2004..&lt;br /&gt;at least better den 2003(where i stuck in a small muddy prison)&lt;br /&gt;I glad i`m came across and met the BB Primer (it`s So happening)&lt;br /&gt;get to know Wholivesnearyou people (Pasir ris)&lt;br /&gt;they give plenty of ""Useful"" Advise&lt;br /&gt;NYP CEll GRoup~"CRoak"~&lt;br /&gt;Involve in Ohana Camp =P&lt;br /&gt;Yesh, I Got KayakIng star 1 !&lt;br /&gt;ready for Kayaking Star 2 (2oo5)&lt;br /&gt;Hope to See that Instructer"PAm" next year&lt;br /&gt;i certainly have no regret for quiting NYP(boring Course !)&lt;br /&gt;Yah ! Yah ! Yah !Come On~Let`s raise ur Voice!&lt;br /&gt;Tomolo Going for KtV&lt;br /&gt;get tO  meet Old SEcondary school Buddy ~&lt;br /&gt;Hai~but too bad i Can`t met Angel and the Rest of primer fOr movie&lt;br /&gt;~I'm Sorry ~Sometime,Something Had tO be given Up&lt;br /&gt;Just like Giving Up my course (ECC)&lt;br /&gt;I`m not going to stick to something which i had no interest~&lt;br /&gt;be it wasting 1 year&lt;br /&gt;Overall a very interesting 2004,&lt;br /&gt;when i get to meet all kinds of people and experience all kind of stUff&lt;br /&gt;HAppy New Year 2005 !&lt;br /&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/8805135-110444409756532142?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110444409756532142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>When the heart go's injure,&lt;br /&gt;No matter hOw much u try to forget.&lt;br /&gt;the Scar will alway be visible In Ur heart.&lt;br /&gt;The pain,the LOve and the effort u Put throughout the year!&lt;br /&gt;the Ubnforgetable memory In U will alwAy keep U Hunting  =0)&lt;br /&gt;Haha =P I'm Sound SO expert..I`m Back with my Self Created theory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have U ever felt so helpless?&lt;br /&gt;Scare Of been alone?&lt;br /&gt;No matter how U try,U seen unable to overcome the barrier?&lt;br /&gt;the Obstacle that prevent U from Opening Ur world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It`s all about self questioning ~ =)&lt;br /&gt; "tO feel LOve again"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110426938148759944?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110426938148759944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110426938148759944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110426938148759944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110426938148759944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/12/when-heart-gos-injure-no-matter-how.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110417885920102453</id><published>2004-12-28T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T04:20:59.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah</title><content type='html'>How to make Someone like Eugene ?&lt;br /&gt;alittle bit of cuteness to make thing sweet&lt;br /&gt;alittle bit of friendliness to make it taste nice&lt;br /&gt;alittle bit of unpredictable to make life an adventure journey&lt;br /&gt;less but not least alitle Bit of Caring and sharing to Reach out the World!&lt;br /&gt;I may look cold when i dun smile but i`m warm in heart.&lt;br /&gt;friendly and thOughtfUl&lt;br /&gt;enjoy to lend a hearing ear to friend (dun cut my ears hor)&lt;br /&gt;Love tO make silly smile-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a long term Goal!&lt;br /&gt;I intend to Travel around Asia with my backpack in 10 year time!&lt;br /&gt;from Singapore,to malaysia,&lt;br /&gt;thailand,mymmar,&lt;br /&gt;cambodia,vietnaim,to india.. &lt;br /&gt;den to indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;den fly back tO Singapore !&lt;br /&gt;Hope to find a life time partner so that we could do this together! &lt;br /&gt;even if i can`t find one...i will go ahead with my plan&lt;br /&gt;need at least 10K ! most probably spend half a year abroad!&lt;br /&gt;I will fufill this dream when i`m 29 !&lt;br /&gt;maybe i head for volunteer work in Asia(volunteering teaching)&lt;br /&gt;at 35,den i will settle down in Singapore &lt;br /&gt;maybe become a teacher.(share my experience with kids)&lt;br /&gt;but first...&lt;br /&gt;my short term Goals!(5-8years)&lt;br /&gt;must get at least a Poly cerf In IT-3 years&lt;br /&gt;NS-2 years&lt;br /&gt;NIE-2 years&lt;br /&gt;volunteer worker!--&gt;gain experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year Wish list~! 2005&lt;br /&gt;A Mini hi-fi set&lt;br /&gt;Ipod&lt;br /&gt;Digital Camera&lt;br /&gt;If only Mircale happen~a brand new set of desktop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8805135-110417885920102453?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110417885920102453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110417885920102453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110417885920102453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110417885920102453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/12/yeah.html' title='Yeah'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110400744456954275</id><published>2004-12-26T04:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T04:44:04.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>french</title><content type='html'>Autrefois n'importe comment beaucoup j'essayent, je n'obtiens toujours pas le love.I de l'ange donné mon meilleur projectile et à la fin i fail.i immobile n'a pas regretté pour tomber pour her.She's que quelqu'un en valeur l'amour d'un mortal.I savent que qui est quelqu'un hors là de plus digne pour son souhait de love.I tout le meilleur à la sa et celui qui elle aiment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8805135.post-110392361329758031</id><published>2004-12-24T04:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T05:26:53.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Christmas Carolling Was extremely fun &lt;br /&gt;but Somehow something were still missing~&lt;br /&gt;I`m amaze at the effort they spend &lt;br /&gt;on decrating the chapel..&lt;br /&gt;the Chapel Was Beautiful done&lt;br /&gt;Plus there`s Snow Flake hanging down the chapel..&lt;br /&gt;Just like Real SnoW&lt;br /&gt;Haha..Well i also contribuated in ways!&lt;br /&gt;It Started at 5.30pm&lt;br /&gt;where we gather and play simple game&lt;br /&gt;the theme for the event is Christmas Actually.&lt;br /&gt;the feast we ate was delicioUs.One of the Best Christmas Meal&lt;br /&gt;turkey,Pizza,Cakes and Potato Chip were Serve&lt;br /&gt;while eating video Clip were play&lt;br /&gt;when i was watching,i wish &lt;br /&gt;the person sitting beside me was Angel..&lt;br /&gt;Hai~i was bore~actually just that i dun feel like talking&lt;br /&gt;~"Lost In My own thOughts"~&lt;br /&gt;then we practise Singing Christmas Song!&lt;br /&gt;at 8+,we head toward Esplande!&lt;br /&gt;We sang Christmas Song With Excitment!&lt;br /&gt;This Year~Christmas Totally Rocks!&lt;br /&gt;Every Event with Primer So Happening&lt;br /&gt;at 10.30...everyOne was so Tire &lt;br /&gt;not because of the Singing&lt;br /&gt;but Because the Action we did..&lt;br /&gt;Some of the primer went home,&lt;br /&gt;while other stay behind for overnite&lt;br /&gt;Shortly we reach marine parade..&lt;br /&gt;we have a short O.T.O.T&lt;br /&gt;b4 movie Tuesday mania Movie Screen&lt;br /&gt;Den me ,mike ,danny and felicia meet Up&lt;br /&gt;we start discuss about the indivdual&lt;br /&gt;first impression of each other..&lt;br /&gt;Now den i realise how important is the first impression&lt;br /&gt;It take 30s to scan a person character!&lt;br /&gt;for me,i like tO protray myself as someone who is &lt;br /&gt;happy go luck those type and bind by no Rule..&lt;br /&gt;i believe in freedom and soaring in the sky&lt;br /&gt;I`m a freedom fighter !&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..~''Christmas Is COming''~&lt;br /&gt;After Christmas den find Job&lt;br /&gt;Now i doing some clips to give Angel a surprise&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa...&lt;br /&gt;Hope Both of us could alway remain as friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8805135-110392361329758031?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110392361329758031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>DreaM Part 1&lt;br /&gt;Last nite I had a terrible Nightmare&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt Of Somone (Mr Gay md noOr)&lt;br /&gt;Again,2rd time Both of Us Got retain back in Secondary SchoOl.&lt;br /&gt;both of us Queue UP fOr lesson in the parade Squaze&lt;br /&gt;tHis Time it`s only a dream..haha..&lt;br /&gt;miss those day when i got retain back in Secondary School&lt;br /&gt;So fun~&lt;br /&gt;Both Of Us skip Chemistry Class during Holiday class&lt;br /&gt;I pUrposely Piss Mr WOng(Our Useless pathetic D&amp;T teacher)&lt;br /&gt;after i Screw oUt my project.&lt;br /&gt;Once he was chase back Home by pathetic Wong &lt;br /&gt;because he was wearimg a sandal but thanks tO me&lt;br /&gt;I lend him my track Shoe(althought the Size didn`t fit)&lt;br /&gt;then he`s able to enter the worksHop&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Part 2 &lt;br /&gt;maybe because i was too sick that`s why i keep dreaming that my parent move our house to the west side Of Singapore&lt;br /&gt;they brought a 999 year household private estate Worth (1.3million) &lt;br /&gt;I was so happy but in the reality i knew it`s impossible&lt;br /&gt;i knew that nO point having such a big house when&lt;br /&gt;there is only 5 person living in it.&lt;br /&gt;What matter mOst is we live happily.&lt;br /&gt;Sometime I`m so angry with my younger brother...&lt;br /&gt;Can`t he realise,money dun cOme easy for Our parent&lt;br /&gt;although Our parent can`t afford Us luxury living for Us but at least we got a roof over our head and we should be glad about it.&lt;br /&gt;Our Noble parent rather spend the money On us &lt;br /&gt;then to buy more clothing for themselves..&lt;br /&gt;Next time I must bring him tO those one room flat and let him see how poor those old folk are.&lt;br /&gt;He should be grateful and glad with who he is !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8805135.post-110347668622721016</id><published>2004-12-19T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T01:22:32.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i`m Sick</title><content type='html'>I can`t believe i`m Sick~&lt;br /&gt;last time i`m Sick was one Year agO&lt;br /&gt;I Have a good body immune System&lt;br /&gt;but right now my knees r weak,suffering from headache &lt;br /&gt;And worse of all, the water i drank came out of my Noise&lt;br /&gt;~drooling all the time&lt;br /&gt;(Bad flu +sneezing every minute)(Coughing and no appeite)&lt;br /&gt;My mum told me that my forehead is boiling &lt;br /&gt;but i felt so Cold all the time&lt;br /&gt;All this Syndrome might be link to something(Dengue Fever)&lt;br /&gt;Can it be possible?&lt;br /&gt;i hope i`m scaring myself&lt;br /&gt;How wish Someone is willing to take Care of me at this very moment&lt;br /&gt;too Bad~"everyone is busy with their stuff&lt;br /&gt;Had to Ground myself Home cause lack Of Christmas MoOd!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110347668622721016?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110347668622721016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110347668622721016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110347668622721016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110347668622721016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-sick.html' title='i`m Sick'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110338730367380250</id><published>2004-12-18T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T00:28:23.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~"Totally No MoOd fOr ChristMas"~ &lt;br /&gt;I`M oNe of the few wHO Hate ChriStmas &lt;br /&gt;What`s tHe Point Of celebrate Christmas In Orchard?&lt;br /&gt;Especially when YoU have to Squeeze throUgh Crowds&lt;br /&gt;I can`t stand crowded place,it just give me bad headache~&lt;br /&gt;NoBody Will ever Understand How I feel =X&lt;br /&gt;I`m numb.feelingless Cold and Hungry..&lt;br /&gt;JUst like a pathetic Zombie walkimg past the tOwn &lt;br /&gt;AlOne trying to Struggle through this cold-blooded Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;tHe Only tIme I Enjoy my Christmas was tWo year Ago With a special person but now i look back,i`m all alone... &lt;br /&gt;arrOws and knife blindlessly stab Directly Or Behind me~&lt;br /&gt;Is either I`m Caught Unaware Or Directly been attack~(helplessly) &lt;br /&gt;All I Can dO is Endure,cLose one eye &lt;br /&gt;and take it as stUPid jOke Or a Sickening COmment.&lt;br /&gt;SOmetIme My Heart hUrts badly bUt all I can Do &lt;br /&gt;is Continue swallow anger and rejection intO my Heart &lt;br /&gt;even though it`s bleeding"~&lt;br /&gt;I may LoOk CheerfUL,blur and irraitinG!&lt;br /&gt;Infact i actually I Close oNe eye and take thing lightly&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,I know Tough time Is ahead Of me &lt;br /&gt;It`s time to Gain mOre leadersHip experience&lt;br /&gt;taKe tO be SerIous ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110338730367380250?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110338730367380250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110338730367380250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110338730367380250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110338730367380250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/12/totally-no-mood-for-christmas-im-one.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110327758965823795</id><published>2004-12-17T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T17:59:49.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unexpected journey</title><content type='html'>An Unexpected Cycling expedition &lt;br /&gt;It all started 9pm,just me and a previous Schoolmate of mine&lt;br /&gt;From Pasir Ris beach to Changi beach.&lt;br /&gt;Get to see Ah Gui at Changi hawker center&lt;br /&gt;And enjoy some delicious Supper &lt;br /&gt;From Changi beach, both of us cycle to the path along Changi Airport &lt;br /&gt;From there we rid till the beginning stretch of East Coast Park ,&lt;br /&gt;Where we get to see couple hiding in their Car&lt;br /&gt;Some Cover their Car with newspaper &lt;br /&gt;While other choose tO park their car in some dark corner&lt;br /&gt;What can we eXpect them tO do at this Deserted area especially at Night&lt;br /&gt;We continue move on to East coast Mac Donald&lt;br /&gt;then we cut across to Paya Lebar and we continue &lt;br /&gt;While riding both of us started to get tire &lt;br /&gt;and in the end we stop our journey at Gelyang Lor20 &lt;br /&gt;We stOp by and walk tO the nearest coffee shop&lt;br /&gt;On our way, those girl(prostitute) were actually wearing bikini on the Street! &lt;br /&gt;And my second thought was, “am I standing on Sentosa Beach” ?&lt;br /&gt;Those pimp were trying to drag us into the hOuse but we resist &lt;br /&gt;and we lie to them that we will drop by later (later But never)&lt;br /&gt;It`s hard to believe that those prostitute were 20+&lt;br /&gt;I was so paiseh when I walk past them&lt;br /&gt;Then when we walk into one of the dark alley,&lt;br /&gt;we saw two fair prostitute sitting on the stairs&lt;br /&gt;Those two were so adorable and lovely…(OMG Super Pretty !)=X&lt;br /&gt;They look like 18 or early 20&lt;br /&gt;Both of them were asking us “wan or not ? just  80 dollar ! 40 min  &lt;br /&gt;Further more both of them were speaking with Chinese ascent &lt;br /&gt;and we rejected them on the spOt. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;No Wonder the Bible say flee when you see naked and not be firm against naked women…Hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;Then we walk and stop by a pub and order some beer&lt;br /&gt;The music and service of the pub was even better den MU ! &lt;br /&gt;(Nice Techno and friendly waitress)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time I came tO gelyang at this hour&lt;br /&gt;Frist time I went to a pub with shorts,t-shirt and sandal ~&gt;So disgrace&lt;br /&gt;I was quite stun and amaze how wonderful Singapore night life is …&lt;br /&gt;So happening and exciting at 2am but it`s just not my type of life …&lt;br /&gt;I prefer tO accompany my Love one and enjoy Love Song =P&lt;br /&gt;It`s good to see what`s going on in Singapore especially at my age.&lt;br /&gt;Better not be a frog under the well fOr tOo lOng !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It`s a tiring journey traveling back tO my hOme tOwn (PAsir ris)&lt;br /&gt;maybe i `m ready for Boy`s brigade Advent Quest and Jubliee RElay !&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/8805135-110327758965823795?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110327758965823795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110327758965823795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110327758965823795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110327758965823795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/12/unexpected-journey.html' title='unexpected journey'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110309212540991834</id><published>2004-12-15T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T14:16:34.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tire</title><content type='html'>Gosh,my back is killing me..&lt;br /&gt;I been shifting bags of rice for the past two day.&lt;br /&gt;Although it`s a energy exhausting job but for the seek of charity,&lt;br /&gt;it`s worth while doing it !&lt;br /&gt;During the days Of  BB life in Secondary school days&lt;br /&gt;I used to enjoy community service !&lt;br /&gt;There was Once,I deliver a bag of Christmas goodies to an Old fOlk.&lt;br /&gt;I had to walk through dark alley to get to his House.&lt;br /&gt;In  his house,there is only few basic furniture.&lt;br /&gt;No TV,No High-fi Set&lt;br /&gt;Just a &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed"&gt;Bed&lt;/a&gt;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and a fan in his living room/room it`s a one room flat&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas Goodies Can survive him fOr almost a Month&lt;br /&gt;Most of the Old Folks around are not literate&lt;br /&gt;SO I have to talk to them with Mandarin or Hokkien &lt;br /&gt;Felt so Sad fOr them…  &lt;br /&gt;Well,I`m Sorry for creating unpleasant music at night.&lt;br /&gt;This is  the first time I ever heard people complain I snooze badly&lt;br /&gt;Nobody ever say that I snooze !&lt;br /&gt;I knew that Occasionally I will talk while I`m asleep&lt;br /&gt;But I didn`t know it`s that bad !&lt;br /&gt;I was Dreaming of something or might be someone&lt;br /&gt;In my dream, I was trap somewhere in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere blue with bubble in it&lt;br /&gt;I felt so sad and helpless&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because i`m Extremely tire ba~!&lt;br /&gt;Haha~I even slept while watching “National Treasure” in the Cinema !&lt;br /&gt;Waste my $6.50 argh argh argh…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/8805135-110309212540991834?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110309212540991834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110309212540991834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110309212540991834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110309212540991834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/12/tire.html' title='tire'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110287296863090309</id><published>2004-12-13T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T06:29:22.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Angels Brought Me Here"[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long and winding journey,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm finally here tonightPicking up the pieces,&lt;br /&gt;and walking back into the lightInto the sunset of your glory,&lt;br /&gt;where my heart and future lies&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing like that feeling, when i look into your eyes...&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;My dreams came true, when i found youI found you, my miracle...&lt;br /&gt;Chorus]If you could see, what i see,that you're the answer to my prayers&lt;br /&gt;And if you could feel,the tenderness i feelYou would know,&lt;br /&gt;it would be clear, that angels brought me here...&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]Standing here before you,feels like i've been born again&lt;br /&gt;Every breath is your love,every heartbeat speaks your name...&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge 2]&lt;br /&gt;My dreams came true, right here in front of youMy miracle...&lt;br /&gt;Chorus]If you could see, what i see, you're the answer to my prayers&lt;br /&gt;And if you could feel, the tenderness i feel&lt;br /&gt;You would know, it would be clear, that angels brought me here...&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge 3]&lt;br /&gt;Brought me here to be with you,I'll be forever grateful&lt;br /&gt;(oh forever Faithful)My dreams came true&lt;br /&gt;When I found you My miracle... [Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;If you could see, what i see, you're the answer to my prayers&lt;br /&gt;And if you could feel, the tenderness i feel&lt;br /&gt;You would know, it would be clear, that angels brought me here...&lt;br /&gt;Yes they brought me here...&lt;br /&gt;If you could feel, the tenderness i feel...&lt;br /&gt;You would know, it would be clear, that angels brought me here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110287296863090309?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110287296863090309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110287296863090309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110287296863090309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110287296863090309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/12/angels-brought-me-hereverse-1-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110286952466842772</id><published>2004-12-13T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T00:46:00.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sighn</title><content type='html'>Sighn~&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreak~heartache&lt;br /&gt;tOtally not in the mood fOr anything~!&lt;br /&gt;felt like hiding sOmewhere !&lt;br /&gt;~Hai~!'&lt;br /&gt;My Life SUcks~!&lt;br /&gt;I need a Miracle~!&lt;br /&gt;~!Give Me Some Chemistry~!&lt;br /&gt;to Spice Up my Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110286952466842772?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110286952466842772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110286952466842772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110286952466842772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110286952466842772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/12/sighn.html' title='sighn'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110280144059267298</id><published>2004-12-12T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T05:44:00.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why dun this backstabber give me a Break !&lt;br /&gt;I had enough of the Nonsense they are giving me~!&lt;br /&gt;Speaking behind my back doesn`t make them a better person !&lt;br /&gt;spreading Rumors and gossip around doesn`t make them a better man !&lt;br /&gt;Infact,they disgrace themself more than anyOne~!&lt;br /&gt;SOme People just Can`t be trusted &lt;br /&gt;and their Mouth just can`t be tighten Up !&lt;br /&gt;Information Will be leaked Once they know it&lt;br /&gt;~"I~m Furious about this type Of Peopoe"~ ARgh Argh Roars Roars~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha~anyway,finally i found the first note angel wroten to me &lt;br /&gt;(during the Ohana Camp)&lt;br /&gt;Glad that I Found it back~&lt;br /&gt;Now the Note is under a devasted condition~&lt;br /&gt;it has been through erosion(washing machine)&lt;br /&gt;and weathering (Sunshine) process&lt;br /&gt;but i`m going find wayS to restore it`s loOk !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOmeday I Wish Upon the Sky.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110280144059267298?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110280144059267298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110280144059267298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110280144059267298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110280144059267298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/12/why-dun-this-backstabber-give-me-break.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110253527960645029</id><published>2004-12-09T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T03:47:59.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~“HaI”~SoME announcement to make !&lt;br /&gt;fRom tOday onward,I`m Officially no longer a student Of  NYP&lt;br /&gt;Even though I had prepare myself fOr this day…&lt;br /&gt;But sOmehow I still felt very uncertain and uneasy about it…&lt;br /&gt;Wanted tO share my woes with someone but in the end I didn`t…&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I too tire la ba !~&lt;br /&gt;I’m Uncertain about the future~&lt;br /&gt;80% of the chance,I can`t defer anymore &lt;br /&gt;So the conclusion is I might be going NS&lt;br /&gt;I not afraid of going in or to endure pain&lt;br /&gt;It`s just that I`m still not ready yet…&lt;br /&gt;Think of it… if I go NS…&lt;br /&gt;I might need to go for just 1 year 10 month~&lt;br /&gt;Cause of Nafa(at least silver)&lt;br /&gt;Never will I stOp study after NS&lt;br /&gt;I will obtain at least a diploma&lt;br /&gt;My Main Concern now is what am I to her~!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I dUn worth her but still I nOt giving Up Hopes !&lt;br /&gt;Not now or not in the fUture =P Bleah &lt;br /&gt;Lalala,I`m a failure…&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/8805135-110253527960645029?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110253527960645029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110253527960645029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110253527960645029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110253527960645029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/12/haisome-announcement-to-make-from.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110244822240032299</id><published>2004-12-08T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T03:37:02.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life might not be as sweet as it can alway be&lt;br /&gt;Misfortunate can  alway struck U down Suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;But in life there`s sOmething We can alway look forward to something...&lt;br /&gt;Something that is sweet&lt;br /&gt;Something that ask fOr nO return&lt;br /&gt;because that something cannot be exchange..&lt;br /&gt;the World is fUll of happniess because of that something&lt;br /&gt;and yet i lack of that something....&lt;br /&gt;"~haha~" sO cold&lt;br /&gt;It`s hard fOr guy tO understand the defination of "Sweet" In girls term&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....That`s the end Of my Crap....&lt;br /&gt;~"Haha"~On Monday Nite...&lt;br /&gt;My friend did a tarOt Card reading for me ~&lt;br /&gt;~~"Opps"~~ =X&lt;br /&gt;I ask two thing...LOve and Career&lt;br /&gt;I had to  fOcus in the thing i ask lOr..&lt;br /&gt;For Love I ask About .......&lt;br /&gt;Outcome ~everything was quite Good except fOr the future&lt;br /&gt;slack around and sleep too mUch fOr this few days~&lt;br /&gt;~Hai`~   =P&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/8805135-110244822240032299?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110244822240032299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110244822240032299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110244822240032299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110244822240032299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/12/life-might-not-be-as-sweet-as-it-can.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110228691519279134</id><published>2004-12-06T04:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T18:07:48.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yox</title><content type='html'>YOx,Yox !&lt;br /&gt;I`m Back ~Hahaha~AnyBOdy Miss me?&lt;br /&gt;Now Back as a jOb Seeker ~&lt;br /&gt;Dun really know which JOb to look for ~&lt;br /&gt;Anybody have lobang?&lt;br /&gt;~"SomehOw i`m afraid of kanna Cheated"~&lt;br /&gt;I`m willing to learn admin Stuff ~haha&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for RP Intake Or NS Enrollment ~&gt;I fOllow the ORder Of my LORD &lt;br /&gt;Through the camp&lt;br /&gt;fIrstly,I Miss My AngeL"~~&lt;br /&gt;Secondly,Sort Of finally understand why lots of unHappiness happen&lt;br /&gt;~"I thinK tOo Much !!!!!"~&lt;br /&gt;All this little thing going through me is actually building my inner character...&lt;br /&gt;I kept too mUch stuff In me ~&lt;br /&gt;I never fIght a ONE man war !cause He is by my side !&lt;br /&gt;I play a small part in HIS PERFECT PlaN ! &lt;br /&gt;Wahaha...I entrUst myself tO Him !&lt;br /&gt;but i haven`t go through Baptism&lt;br /&gt;and i know that my parent will NEVER Consent!&lt;br /&gt;So I have tO wait till 21...&lt;br /&gt;    "~~Muhaha~~"&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,Still have 1 1/2 year to Go ~!&lt;br /&gt;while Waiting,I have to know more Of My LORD !&lt;br /&gt;Slowly i will build my faith~!&lt;br /&gt;Strictly speaking I Can`t say i`m really a christian cause i haven`t Baptism =X&lt;br /&gt;               !~NEed to Wait~!&lt;br /&gt;During Baptism the old me fade away and the new me Is Reborn!&lt;br /&gt;Not REborn Hair But In SPirutal !&lt;br /&gt;Now,Have tO learn to control my ~speak~&lt;br /&gt;~*I HOpe to Serve In Primer*~Cause It`s My SEcond HOme~&lt;br /&gt;I alsO hOPe AngeL will Serve in PRimer or at least take part in Committee planning...&lt;br /&gt;Angel,U have my support...&lt;br /&gt;(MENTALLY)~~&gt;Haha~~Just kidding&lt;br /&gt;SOmething TO Add on ~! &lt;br /&gt;I believe In freedOm of Love So even my wife is not a christian...&lt;br /&gt;i still dun mind ~!...Cause Love is the greatest &lt;br /&gt;Watch tOo Much Hollywood RomantIc Movie already la ~&lt;br /&gt;During the Camp,I found that my Subconscious is Hunting me&lt;br /&gt;I did sOmethinG wrong in the past&lt;br /&gt;I HOPe for forgivness frOm her&lt;br /&gt;One day,I might ring her up~&gt;It`s my fault~ ALL MY FAULT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/uoths"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/uotis"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/uouuu"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110228691519279134?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110228691519279134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110228691519279134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110228691519279134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110228691519279134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/12/yox_06.html' title='Yox'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110206585014352292</id><published>2004-12-03T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T17:24:10.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is Self Protecting consider as an Attuide Problem ?&lt;br /&gt;Some Might Consider it as a Yes&lt;br /&gt;If that`s the Case,I GOt One bIg Fucking attuide problem !&lt;br /&gt;I `m Scare of Expressing too much Of myself&lt;br /&gt;I`m fear Of another Rejection and yet I throwing myself Into One&lt;br /&gt;There `s lot Of thinking Inside me ,DEep deep within me&lt;br /&gt;Soon I Gonna be 20,I`m getting Old =X&lt;br /&gt;Have to thInk ahead of my time...&lt;br /&gt;Think Of it,I`m Slower By 3 years&lt;br /&gt;Not Much Time tO waste...&lt;br /&gt;Might Enlist into NS if I can`t get my final Appeal&lt;br /&gt;~"that`s if it is the Only my last resort"~&lt;br /&gt;Just Finish Dumping stUff into my bag !&lt;br /&gt;Gonna Be Missing for quite a Couple of days...&lt;br /&gt;People and especially AngeL DUn Miss me hor~ =P&lt;br /&gt;~*LOst Of faIth and LOst Of LOve*~by Saint Or Insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110206585014352292?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-8805135.post-110202088568108499</id><published>2004-12-03T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T03:55:25.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what if </title><content type='html'>Do I have to Use Bo&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=MBA" target="_blank"&gt;mba&lt;/a&gt;stic English to express myself ?&lt;br /&gt;I Doubt So..haha&lt;br /&gt;What If...&lt;br /&gt;I`m Gone (DEad)&lt;br /&gt;Will anyone remember someone as Insignificant as me?&lt;br /&gt;Will She remember someone like me?&lt;br /&gt;~"Haha"~Time flies Quickly&lt;br /&gt;~"Within less than a month Christmas Is COming"~&lt;br /&gt;What will I be dOing?&lt;br /&gt;Guess what ,I Gonna be Hiding @ Home to avoid familiar faces~!&lt;br /&gt;It`s Such a disgrace to face my sarcastic relative especially&lt;br /&gt;if they find Out I gonna DRop Out Of Poly...&lt;br /&gt;~I going tO be a laughing stock fOr them~!&lt;br /&gt;~"Sian sia"~MOst Probably this coming Chinese New Year,&lt;br /&gt;I will be Out Of town just to avoid familiar faces~!&lt;br /&gt;Plus to catch Some fresh air !&lt;br /&gt;SUch a disasters Campaign fOr year 2004&lt;br /&gt;Suffer the Most terrible setback I have ever been through&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, join NYP Primer&lt;br /&gt;Hai~tomolo I be gone for a 3day camp somewhere in Outram&lt;br /&gt;Have nO Idea what`s it`s happening In me&lt;br /&gt;Felt abit uneasy&lt;br /&gt;~*Account fOr tOday*~&lt;br /&gt;Another sleepless NiGht&lt;br /&gt;At 5.30 ,I Went to Changi aIrport to Send Off BB Primer&lt;br /&gt;On the way met Angel and together both of Us went tO Changi Airport&lt;br /&gt;Reach Airport at 6.55am&lt;br /&gt;I thought everyOne was in a rUsh but it turn out that the Primer&lt;br /&gt;Was taking their time to Check In…Sian ½&lt;br /&gt;POor Angel,rush all the way from Chua chu Kang tO Changi Airport just tO send SY&lt;br /&gt;Primer flight Off at 8.40am,it wasn`t that emotional, i thought it would be…&lt;br /&gt;Anyway they will be back 16 day later so I take it as they are going for vacations&lt;br /&gt;Angel have a lesson 10am back in NYP, so I send her back there&lt;br /&gt;Reach there on the Dot,she waited for her classmate&lt;br /&gt;So I went to the Mac and have my meal, It`s a V.lonely breakfast…&lt;br /&gt;~*Sighn*~&lt;br /&gt;At night wanted to call her but didn`t cause I knew that she`s V. tire&lt;br /&gt;After one whole day of studys…&lt;br /&gt;Unlike me, I`m a slacker&lt;br /&gt;~"I hate been a Slack"~&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/8805135-110202088568108499?l=daddypal.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-8805135.post-110192707342075271</id><published>2004-12-02T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T02:51:13.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am i the luckiest guy ?</title><content type='html'>~Am I the luckiest Guy~?&lt;br /&gt;Woah~Was It Real or am I Dreaming?&lt;br /&gt;Wake Up by an Unexpected Sms at 11.30 In tHe morning~&lt;br /&gt;~*Angel`s message*~&lt;br /&gt;She say she was free today..haha..&lt;br /&gt;Wow,fInally after waiting for So loNg..&lt;br /&gt;There`s No tIme to waste&lt;br /&gt;Immediately Jump off the bed and dash toward my bedrOom.&lt;br /&gt;grab everything i needed and dump it into my bag.&lt;br /&gt;Ran toward the nearest BUs Stop and took bus 17 to reacH bedok.&lt;br /&gt;30 minute bus journey and arrive bedok at 1pm&lt;br /&gt;Had My lunch with her b4 we went to east coast beach&lt;br /&gt;On the way,both of us took off at the wrong bus stop,so ended up walking on big round instead&lt;br /&gt;den it rain so we shop around marine parade for awhile &lt;br /&gt;before heading toward East Coast&lt;br /&gt;Went to the East Coast Mac and ate MAC Orea flurry~!~Yummy~!&lt;br /&gt;Sit around the beach for 2 hoUr den we started chat about the Ohana camp...haha...&lt;br /&gt;How wish both of Us Could went to the beach at nite where we can glance at the star but she`s having programme at nite so when during the afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;both of Us part at OutraM roughly around 6pm~&lt;br /&gt;i reach home at 7pm...&lt;br /&gt;fall flat on my bed(KO)Knock out completly till 11.05&lt;br /&gt;when suddenly i remember it`s time to call mY angel~&lt;br /&gt;Might be meeting her later at Changi AirporT~!&lt;br /&gt;Wish me Good Luck ~! Cheers !!!&lt;br /&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/8805135-110192707342075271?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110192707342075271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110192707342075271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110192707342075271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110192707342075271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/12/am-i-luckiest-guy.html' title='Am i the luckiest guy ?'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110185442757351401</id><published>2004-12-01T06:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T06:40:27.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me~</title><content type='html'>Just finish my latest change of blogskin… &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, If I not wrong, today I might be spending my whole day at home.&lt;br /&gt;Most probably I can`t meet my angel today cause she is busy with her wOrk…&lt;br /&gt;I accept the fact that i`m a slacker…&lt;br /&gt;Sighn but I not wasting going to my time slacking around…&lt;br /&gt;By tOday ,I going to send my resume online to find jobs… &lt;br /&gt;This few day ,unpleasant feeling begin hunting me .&lt;br /&gt;My mind keep telling me that no matter how much I try,my effort will ended up in vain&lt;br /&gt;(just like washing down the drain) &lt;br /&gt;that`s something scaring and frightening, something that I wanted to avoid but no matter what`s the Outcome .&lt;br /&gt;My Angel will always be my Angel…&lt;br /&gt;What is mine is mine,if it`s time to let go,I will force to let go even though I`m unwilling to do it…&lt;br /&gt;Now, I`m trying all I can to win her ! &lt;br /&gt;Wish me GoOd lUck~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110185442757351401?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110185442757351401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110185442757351401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110185442757351401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110185442757351401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/12/me.html' title='me~'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110176546983613558</id><published>2004-11-30T05:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T20:48:06.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally everything is back to normal&lt;br /&gt;Been extremely bad mood for this past few days&lt;br /&gt;Sort of troubled by internet Connection problem and lame brother &lt;br /&gt;(Childish maroon who always like to take my stuff without permission or when I refuse to their demand…den they will show fuck up attitude)&lt;br /&gt;~Sorry people, I live with by my principle~&lt;br /&gt;if I offence you in some way,i`m sorry about that =P&lt;br /&gt;Anyway as always Angel somehow manage to cheer me up =)&lt;br /&gt;Went to my ex-school today (NYP) just tO meet Angel &lt;br /&gt;Although I haven`t submit the withdraw form but I make it clear that I, myself no longer a NYP student.&lt;br /&gt;Met Angel at Mac area both us have a chat for roughly one hour plus den I send her to Admiralty.&lt;br /&gt;Actually didn`t really wanted to go home. In fact wanted to stay longer with her but she had something on so no choice…&lt;br /&gt;In the end went to white sand and Meet the BB Primer&lt;br /&gt;PoOr Primer, Most of them suffer from sun burn after spending one whole day in Escape theme park and Wild Wild Wet.&lt;br /&gt;By right Angel and I are suppose to join them for the event but somehow she can`t make it. for me it`s more of money problem…So both of us didn`t go.&lt;br /&gt;On this coming Friday i`m going for a camp …Sighn…&lt;br /&gt;Dun really have the mood to go for another camp ~~&gt;I Miss the best camp ever, Ohana Camp… !!!!! Ohana Camp Is still In My mind !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hope to meet my angel for this few days before I went for the Encounter Camp…&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend sometime with her enjoying sea breeze and glancing Star with her =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Quote from Unknown source ~from Angel~ Highlight &lt;br /&gt;1.=P firz impression of my mortal.. : crapy.. lame.. got a nice smile.. keep talking non-stop to diff gals.. small in size.. looked like 15yrs old (hes 19!) overall, a v sociable person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the station game done by mortal&lt;br /&gt;2. keke.then it was e station &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=games"&gt;games&lt;/a&gt;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=games"&gt;games&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.. hehe. all e stations were ez n fun lah.. e &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=games"&gt;games&lt;/a&gt;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=games"&gt;games&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt; are v innovative. oh.. thrs one e station whr tt toopid mortal's in-charge.. we're supposed to b blindfolded. den cross sum obstacles.. but im clever lah.. i helped my grp members to tie thier blindfold in a way tt everyone of em can see wads goin on. he he he. n tt station master(mortal) is so gong! hahaa. he always bully mi de.. =( hang all e blindfolds on me.. tink im his hanger ah! =.- (i guess he always mak fun of mi cuz he noe im his angel.. ) no fun.. v obvious meh.. ? keke. but we're nice enuff to help him carry chairs n clear up his station lah.. grp 4 are kind souLs. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the angel and mortal review (3th day)&lt;br /&gt;3. haha. n can see tt mortal was kinda verous.. ? lol. den wen he noe tt im her angel.. he was abit blurr lah. haha. n hes so sweet~ he gave mi dis green frog pencil holder.. hehe. dan we all went to pack up.. n clear da bunks.. mortal asked mi to help him arrange sleepin bags.. dan used e trolley to bring all e sleepin bags up to da primers room. hehe. dan on our way bk.. i was kinda playful.. wanted to sit in e trolley.. (hey.. thou im fat but i can squeeze into it lah~ =x) lol. haha. n i ended up havin difficulities gettin out of e trolley! haha. cuz its kinda high n unstable.. den mortal said he carry mi dwn.. i tink he muz b crazy. hes so small in size! how to carry fatty angel dwn? lol. but to my surprise.. he did lah.. haha. woah.. *strOng~!* lolz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4yay!! =D* mortaL.. for bein so sweet but irriting during da camp. =S lol.* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;[IMG]http://tinypic.com/p67g8[/IMG] &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;[IMG[IMG]http://tinypic.com/p680x[/IMG] &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;[[IMG]http://tinypic.com/p68ab[/IMG] &lt;br /&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/8805135-110176546983613558?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110176546983613558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110176546983613558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110176546983613558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110176546983613558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/11/finally-everything-is-back-to-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110147268509137585</id><published>2004-11-26T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T20:38:05.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~restless~</title><content type='html'>Went to Music UnderGround (MU) last nite.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really get to enjoy myself.&lt;br /&gt;I felt something is missing.&lt;br /&gt;Something, or maybe it's someone, is not around.&lt;br /&gt;I'm clueless what makes me feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;These are some uncontrollable feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps someday i may get over it, but now,&lt;br /&gt;i just can't help but feel this way right now.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were really enjoying ourselves while dancing,&lt;br /&gt;although that something was still &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;missing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The music was fantastic. Technos, dance, trance, hip-hop and pole-dancing. OMG!&lt;br /&gt;Those people were estatic!&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today. byee byee.. gd nite.. sweet dreams.. thanks.. my internet connection is currently down. so i would not be online for a while until further notice. if u have any enquiry, please feel free to call 92968943 during office hour. Thank you. Have a nice weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110147268509137585?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110147268509137585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110147268509137585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110147268509137585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110147268509137585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/11/restless.html' title='~restless~'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110137769391851367</id><published>2004-11-25T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T18:21:22.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow,Yesterday it was a indeed an long and tiring day for me.(somemore never sleep for the last nite)&lt;br /&gt;Never Felt so exhausted before (Awake for 36 hours and “explore” the West of S’pore)&lt;br /&gt;Went to Yio Chu Kang (NYP)&lt;br /&gt;Toa pay yoh (rock Climbing with NYP Primer),&lt;br /&gt;Jurong area (accompany Angel for MOS Burger),&lt;br /&gt;Bukit timah(Play Pool with Su Yu and Angel) ,&lt;br /&gt;Yeetee (MRT Station)&lt;br /&gt;Yishun (Bus Stop) Surprisingly Saw Alan (birthday Boy waiting at Bus StOp)&lt;br /&gt;than finally back tO Pasir Ris (home) at 12midnight&lt;br /&gt;Fisherman Village at 1am&lt;br /&gt;Pasir ris Chalet at 2.50am&lt;br /&gt;Back Home and Rest at 4am(Awake for 36 hours and “explore” the West of S’pore)&lt;br /&gt;Haha~&gt; I`m so proud that it take me just One hOur from Yee tee Back tO Pasir Ris (consider it as fast)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the Rock Climbing I was abit upset&lt;br /&gt;I try and fail to reach the tOp even thought I really wanted to Reach for it..&lt;br /&gt;All my Mind wanted was to reach the top and I try my best…&lt;br /&gt;I struggle,pull myself and try everything but in the end&lt;br /&gt;My body give Way ~(my Leg CraMp ) and I was fOrce to Give Up even thought I manage to grab the rock..&lt;br /&gt;A lot Of Time,there`s many thing that I wanted to dO well but due to certain reason&lt;br /&gt;I was fOrce tO Give Up&lt;br /&gt;Example~&gt; I wanted to Continue in NYP but I could`nt because of my Result&lt;br /&gt;And also I`m not interest in ECC~&gt; (it`s just so bore..not my type Of coffee)&lt;br /&gt;Felt abit sad as I `m about to part this NYP family&lt;br /&gt;I spend 6 month and get to know this batch of wonderful people&lt;br /&gt;No Idea when will I get to meet them after I left but I promise I will be there for those major event :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play Pool in Bukit timah IS totally value for money~&lt;br /&gt;Merely just $3.80 per Hour and the hOuse Cue was Good (Probably the best I ever Used)&lt;br /&gt;My Angel play so well sia…Can`t believe that Angel play several of time only…&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy playing with them cause I was On form + Super Lucky&lt;br /&gt;Su Yu and Angel make a lot of Tight Angle Shot…heehee&lt;br /&gt;I like that lovely Smile that my angel had when she shoot In a solid or strip ball..haha&lt;br /&gt;Anyway During the battle between Angel And Mortal…&lt;br /&gt;Mortal Lost again…Sighn…haha&lt;br /&gt;Second time I lost to her since the Dog and Bone…haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Went tO Fisherman and again talk crap all the tIme&lt;br /&gt;Realized that althought words from Alex are rather Destructive but he mean well for me and I appreciate the word he say …thanks Haha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SoRry Md noor that I didn’t meet you today ..I`m really sorry but I promise to meet you SoOn..take CAre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8805135-110137769391851367?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110137769391851367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110137769391851367' title='0 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12noOn&lt;br /&gt;later today it`s going to be a loOoOng and tiring day but I just Can`t keep myself asleep..&lt;br /&gt;Now my brain couldn`t focus but neither am i sleepy&lt;br /&gt;finish my personnal 3 hour Coffee session with James at the nearby coffee shop and Discover Some Shocking NEWs...&lt;br /&gt;Super AWake at this point of time because i drank 3 cups of Coffee..&lt;br /&gt;Warning to U people not only Coca Cola is addictive..haha..&lt;br /&gt;Coffee Itself is also Addictive and Can Be HoOkeeed~&lt;br /&gt;I`m being drinking coffee for this past 3 days and i enjoy the bitter taste Of It...finally Understand why my Dad is so In lOve with coffee..&lt;br /&gt;The Side of Effect of It~~Is Sleepless NiGht~&lt;br /&gt;AgaIn I`m a happy man X2 hee heee&lt;br /&gt;Finally,My Angel know how i feel for her :P&lt;br /&gt;So~happY~~&lt;br /&gt;She say she need more tIme to Reconsider It cause We know each Other less than 12 day since the camp Started...&lt;br /&gt;All i can say at the moment is Quality Won Over Quanity~hee heee&lt;br /&gt;I`m not that Rush Into a relationship Cause it`s all about Commitment &lt;br /&gt;Just like Doing Business ~It`s a long term Investment..haha&lt;br /&gt;Risk is Involve in It&lt;br /&gt;So Every Step must be Calculate Carefully before making precise decision ...&lt;br /&gt;I can also Understand how she feel at this moment Of time~~&lt;br /&gt;No pressure will be Given Cause Sincerity will melt her Heart &lt;br /&gt;Mortal slowly awaIt the True Love Of An Angel~&lt;br /&gt;LOve Is patient and it ask for nO Return&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110125848948650155?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110125848948650155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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MAn</title><content type='html'>I`m a H.A.P.P.Y Man &lt;br /&gt;Hee Hee,Can`t believe that I Actually kept smiling from Yio Chua Kang To Bishan...Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;U know Why? Cause My Angel send Two SmS to me This Evening..Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;It REally BRighten MY DAy !~hee hee~&lt;br /&gt;~Back to Business~&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after Cell,Me,Roger and Pam to0k the same Train Back to the East&lt;br /&gt;ROger and PAm went off at Kallang...Hee hee (Couple Gathering)&lt;br /&gt;It`s abit bore in the train so I call my Angel..&lt;br /&gt;Conincidently,She was in the Train On the way to Changi Airport..&lt;br /&gt;So I Grab this Opportunity to meet her Up..&lt;br /&gt;From Tampine,back track to (Tanah mearh)--&gt;dun know the Spelling of it&lt;br /&gt;Wait about 20 minute den finally she came..&lt;br /&gt;DEn both of Us took the train to Changi Airport...&lt;br /&gt;I was abit paiseh during the ride..hahaha~but we both kept laughning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~finally We Reach ChangI Airport...Angel Say She wan to look at the plane at THIS HOUR have no Choice but to obey her Command...At 11.10pm,We walk past Sakae Sushi and My Lovely Angel ask me why Sakae Sushi No people?--&gt;Can`t blame her ~&gt;she`s slow….I Guess u people know why there`s no people inside rite ?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha my Angel look so Blur Blur ~she seen to be those tourist first time came to Singapore..As her Mortal, I offer her my service and took her around the Airport ...Wow, Dun know why sia...the Viewing Mall of the Airport seen to be under major Reconstruction…The stretch of  the viewing was block,only small portion of it ,is available to the public. Why my Angel so Toopid One ? hee hee, Dun even how to go Terminal 1…hahaha…So In the End,poOr mortal Offer his Service again and brought her to the Terminal 1 arrival hall… On the way to T1, We took monorail train and we both sit in the Train like Kids…Can`t bear to go off bUt Angel have to Meet her parent so no choice lor… Just 40 minutes of meet Up and I truly Satisfy about it…Hope to get more chance~! &lt;br /&gt;I`m a Happy man Lalalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110115610056072161?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110115610056072161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110115610056072161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110115610056072161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110115610056072161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-man.html' title='Happy MAn'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110115186096259601</id><published>2004-11-21T03:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T03:31:00.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only One</title><content type='html'>At 8.40,I saw my Angel online &lt;br /&gt;Coffee session(talk cock session)was at 9pm &lt;br /&gt;I decided to be MIA for a hour&lt;br /&gt;Den at 9.10pm,Jame called,I told him due to unforeseen circumstance, &lt;br /&gt;I will be there at 10pm&lt;br /&gt;(actually didn`t really wan to go after seeing my Angel Online)&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to have a Good chat with My Angel but she sort of busy..&lt;br /&gt;So the conversation was rather laggy..&lt;br /&gt;At 9.40 &lt;br /&gt;I couldn`t hold on anymore...&lt;br /&gt;I finally express my feeling &lt;br /&gt;but after i express my feeling,&lt;br /&gt;I...&lt;br /&gt;Immediately Quit MSN without even looking at her reply...&lt;br /&gt;~Sighn~0o0o0oh why did i quit the msn without looking at her reply?&lt;br /&gt;1st reason was :Cause i was late for coffee session~&lt;br /&gt;2rd reason was :I scare Instant rejection...&lt;br /&gt;10pm,When to the coffee session and chit chat.&lt;br /&gt;But hor today was really lack of topic to talk about &lt;br /&gt;Why ?&lt;br /&gt;Due to Sunday Nite~tomolo Is Monday Blue~&lt;br /&gt;Many have to Work or Study except me ...&lt;br /&gt;Later at 2pm,i decided to End my stuff In NYP..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,Coffee Session ended at 12 MidNight&lt;br /&gt;I rush home and check whether she`s online or not ?&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately,She was Online but...&lt;br /&gt;Angel was busy with her Vcd..&lt;br /&gt;Sighn...Dun wan to disturb &lt;br /&gt;So I slowly Waited for her to talk &lt;br /&gt;Wanted to call her but Due to some reason (cause she tomolo working)&lt;br /&gt;So i didn`t ...&lt;br /&gt;Now i`m preparing to send a email to her~&lt;br /&gt;(Hope to touch her heart)She`s My Only &lt;br /&gt;The Only one that able to clear the Dark Sky In My Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110115186096259601?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110115186096259601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110115186096259601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110115186096259601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110115186096259601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/11/only-one.html' title='Only One'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110090347179457359</id><published>2004-11-20T06:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T06:31:11.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sian 1/2</title><content type='html'>My leg and arm are in pain.. this`s the first time I experience this type of pain...felt that there is needle poking through both my arm and legs.. I`m in pain ..just now had abit of  headache , anyway it`s 4.59am ..Just finish going KTV and accompany my friend to play pool...didn`t really play pool.. After finishing drink 3 1/2 mugs of beer, felt so blur.... I`m not a good drinker but I had being trouble by stuff for quite sometime and the best way for me is Drink.. Hahahaa.. Sound stupid rite? Finally, Ohana Camp Is Over and now back to the reality. My Life is totally in a mess.. I think i`m the biggest failure in this world.. Sometime what`s the point of living when you are unhappy with who you are? Very SoOn I have to make lots of decision…Important decision…Life changing decision… I have no fear about what happen next but i`m worry about the uncertainties in future.. Do I have the courage to sail through storms? Sighn…I doubt so… I hate my life. Completely …Life sucks…I might be smiling all the time but can you guys imagine how deeply hurt I am? No one knows…there`s a lot of stuff hidden deep inside and I trying to control it before it BLOWS OUT…Just like a Volcano eruption…Completely out of control… I`m a sadistic person rite?&lt;br /&gt;Sighn… Sometime my word can be equal to rubbish but defiantly there`s always a time when I can be completely serious…Dun take me for granted cause I will walk away when u never notice…&lt;br /&gt;Am I hanging on to something that I shouldn`t grab? I think so…I`m unwillingly to give up , unwillingly to face defeat but do I have a choice? Sighn… Soon or later have to give up…&lt;br /&gt;Sighn…Much to be say but just can`t find the proper words to describe this usual feeling…She`s just so lovely and adorable and the next thing is, I find  myself falling for her..it`s been years since I have this special feeling, I know that she`s the one, the one I needed most but is it possible?… Whenever on the phone with her, I always try to keep the conversation running…As a matter of fact,I`m quite unwilling to hang up the phone when she say it`s late and she need to rest… How am I going to tell her how I feel for her? I might be talkative but I don`t really know how to express myself…I lack the guts to do so…How? How? How? I`m running out of ideas…………………….Sometime I wonder, how wonderful the world can be, if the person can know how exactly I feel for her without telling…  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110090347179457359?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110090347179457359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110090347179457359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110090347179457359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110090347179457359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/11/sian-12.html' title='Sian 1/2'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110055131283807616</id><published>2004-11-16T04:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T04:41:52.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AnGels</title><content type='html'>Wow, just finish talking to my Angel on the phone. Kind of enjoying myself talking to her over the phone…feel like knowing every single stuff of her’s but is it possible? both of us live so far apart…she’s such a cute girl with a sweet voice .although she might not be the prettiest of all but to me she’s definitely quite beauty to me ~hahaha. A 19 year old guy have only 1 ex sound pathetic to you people right? Well, maybe because of heart break that’s why I stop myself being for what I am all this year. I got problem talking to guy depend what had happen when I was in primary school. My teacher scolded me retarded when I’m not. Never will I forgive this teacher. How a teacher could say this type of words to a student. I remember when I was in pri6, I could do mental sum very quickly without calculation but yet my teacher accused me being cheating. After this incident all my classmate look down on me and even mock and make fun of me…all because of this teacher. Ever since the incident, I got low confident and started to confuse what’s around me.. I hate her and I swear I will get level with her…One day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110055131283807616?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110055131283807616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110055131283807616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110055131283807616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110055131283807616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/11/angels.html' title='AnGels'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110052058382601555</id><published>2004-11-15T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T20:10:47.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A camp that make a different from the rest</title><content type='html'>A camp that make a different from the rest&lt;br /&gt;(My Angel was a Beauty but I’m a Beast)&lt;br /&gt;When I first reach home, immediately the first thing that got to me is update what had happen in this exciting yet dramatic camp. This camp teaches me problem that I happen never really tackle. I believe as I grow, the better me appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before the camp(11/11/04), I didn’t really get to sleep .I was in the school whole night, trying to crack my head for my game station. Lots of thing had been forgotten after the examination and I really had a hard time to recap my idea. Although lots of preparation had been done before the camp but I felt worry and uneasy. Maybe is the confidence I lack of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the first day(12/11/04) of the camp started . Wilson and I was told to station ourself at the Ticket booth inside of Sentosa .Our duty was to assure that the primer will know how to find their way to the station during the morning. We reach there 1 hour earlier then we expected so I sat at the bench next to the ticket booth and wait slowly. Roughly about 8.30 most of the Primer had reached the ticket booth. I’m so glad that I could see some of the Primer can make it even thought they are working to support their family. I always believe that the more people we had, the more fun it will be. Anyway, get to make new friend (Zoey) on my way to the High element station. Walk quite a distance from the bus stop and while walking, I realize that I left my only bottle at the ticket booth. Felt like going back but the high element was about to start so Zoey and I went to the 7-11 store and got our individual drink. While walking back the sky seem to be darker but fortunately it didn’t rain until we completed the high and low element .The high and low element was easy then I expected but I had to said that I’m scare of height too but I learning to overcome my weakest .Lol. Actually what pastor William said was right(can’t remember exactly due to STM but I summaries his words) True courage is when you are unwilling to face something but u chose to face it. Just like Pam (my mentor) she’s afraid of height but in the end she still completed one of the station.(it took her half an hour to do so). The objective of the high and low element was to make us believe of team cooperation. With team cooperation come great success but yet I alway forget the lesson of it.Sighn.&lt;br /&gt;The Chaplin address started at night,pastor William started to discuss what will be happening the next half year. Everyone contriubated some of the idea and soon the angel mortal started .Each of us were ask take out a paper out of the box and who ever name I pick will be the mortal and I’ll be the angel of his/her. My mortal was hazel unfortunately during some point of the day ,she have to go.So I have not much time to show her kindness.But however my Angel did show me lot of kindess.lol.I really wonder who`s my that special angel.i start asking around the people their name cause there is lots of new looks at the camp.however still I can`t find my angel….&lt;br /&gt;The big 2 started at 9.30pm and every single committee was involve in this game.Each of us took a quarter of the card deck and spread ourself. Every team have to get pick one single from every committee member and the team will have to do something for the committee member.I ask to do simple task such as singing with action and remember number. Some of the group really enjoy themselves while other were too tire after the high and low element..We were told to hide somewhere but where ever with hide they still mange to dig us out so instead of hiding myself , I decided to approach them to ask them to do task.lol. I ask them to silly like sing song with action and of course my favourite recalling number.hahaBy the time big 2 ended, it was almost 11+. Then Zhen Zuan and her cousin came to school. As soon as finish their attachment both of them came to the camp. Surprisingly, Zhen zuan got her father to cook fry rice for me.abit touch by when she bring the fry rice for me.(actually she owe me fry rice due some reason) hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;The debrief of the first day nite was tiring; the committee was actually discuss whether it’s possible to carry on the programme . I kept quiet and listen as I wanted to learn and experience through the camp. I always believe that even now I make the deadliest mistake and fall but the never die spirit will make me stronger through the past experience. Hahaha. Sound stupid rite ~&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;What had I learn&lt;br /&gt;-taking lots of different point view into consideration&lt;br /&gt;-dare to speak out&lt;br /&gt;-flexible with the programme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of the camp (13/11/04)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a stressful day for me but glad that my Angel wrote me a letter to cheer me up. haha. It`s just so coincident that my Angel birthday was on 13/11/04.the whole bb primer happily celebrated her birthday together with Pei Yan.&lt;br /&gt;First time in the camp addressing to the whole camp. Although it’s few minutes but it’s more than enough to learn from it. I have to slowly learn from it.Something nasty occur between me and a friend ,I think most probably that “A” didn’t realize that I was offended by what “A” says. I was totally bad mood for the rest of the morning until my Angel send me a short letter message. For the first time realize that my Angel was a female because of her handwriting .the note she wrote was nicely draw and decorated.I was curious and start to walk around asking who is my angel.. then while asking I came across a blur but violent girl(shi Hui). Shi Hui was alone then I walk toward her.i keep forgetting her name .i got this special feeling that somehow she might be my Angel. When I asked her whether she was my angel and she say no but her friend say yes ,she is .She kept saying no but somehow I guess she might my angel. Anyway during the linking park, I started to get tire and worry for the station game so when I reach the 3th check point in the AMK central, I decided to leave one hour earlier. On the way back, I started to think about my angel and the note she wrote me this morning so I decided to buy her gift. I went into a gift shop in AMK and slowly look at the gift. While looking ,suddenly came across a very adorable holder so I bought her the gift and told the friendly sale assistant to wrap the gift nicely. I quickly rush off from the store and went back to school to prepare my station game. I knew that every committee member is busy with their individual duty so I decided to set up the game station by my own. there are five station to be set up which is allocated mainly in Blk E and Blk F. I quickly set up the station but suddenly it rain. Most of the area Blk E was used up, I had to walk around the school in order to search for a indoor one. When I almost done with the first section, the rope ran out , so I asked Wilson to went out and get it for me .I’m glad that he is willing to help me. I went to the next station and begin carry chair but before I can lay my hand on it. Ding Yao ask me to go inside the conference room because pastor wanted to address the whole campers. I went in and sian ½ because lots of stuff is waiting for me. Time is running out and Aileen ask me to relax and calm down. Pastor started talking about his thoughts and lots of dramatic event happen but it was too and another learning experience for the committee member. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then pastor ended his words with prayer and the programme continue. The committee suddenly has a meeting straight after the pastor went off. I was ask whether to decide on whether to continue the game station. Although I wanted to continue and it but the setting haven’t been prepare yet. Immediately my thought was empty and I pray to Him, I ask lord that will all my hard work goes to waste ? (my tear rolling down while praying). Will everything be empty ? I was totally tire for the past few night because of the planning .I was unwilling to give up but the set up was incomplete but Him and Aileen given me hope. Aileen ask me to give it a shot so I decide to give it a try&lt;/span&gt; and I quickly ask Wilson to help me to move table and chair to set up the game station. I told the rest of the committee what they have to do and within 20 minute I finish setting the last station. Actually there was 6 station but deal to time constraint I decided to remove one of the game.I got back into the room around 3.15pm and told them the number of station available and location of it. Everything was such in a rush, while carrying those table, my finger was cut and it keep bleeding so I apply pressure on my fingers and carry on with the events. hahaha. Everything went well and smooth due to the blessing of the lord. Everybody seem to be enjoying themselves. Some of the team had problem finding my station because I give them the wrong address .. hahaa.. My station is to cross over obstacle and all the team member are to be blind fold.3 team completed my game station and they find it very challenging although it`s an old game. was about to. the last two group came in was shi hui group . hahaha. I keep on disturbing her when she wear her blind fold. Well, the team did pretty well.. haha.. the next mass game was dog and bone. My number was 21 and shi hui number was 17..the game master shouted 17 all the way till 21 .. but only me and Shi hui came out. hahaha. We were told to grab the balloon hammer.. the plastic hammer was nearer to her so I rush and slide down to grab the hammer. but she was quicker then me.. kanna caught unaware ,She whack me with the balloon hammer and I was eliminated by her. . .Argh so unfair . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night finale was fun, together we dance the mass dance…hahaha…I was so tire that I sort of no mood for the mass dance. . .While dancing, I keep on disturbing Shi Hui ..i pestered her and keep asking her whether was she my Angel and she keep saying No… On the day itself was Shi Hui birthday , everybody was happy to celebrate her birthday with a Mango Cake...Yummy…(my favorite) hahaha, somehow I manage to eat one slip of the cake.. haha.. again debrief.. Debrief was long as on the third day and there’s a lot to be done (clean up, Mini O and AGM)It took along time to debrief …so after the debrief was O.T.O.T hahahaha .. We play Some game .. haha I came up with one game call electric current ..it was so fun playing with the primer.. felt that the primer was like a family to us..heehee.. keep arrowing yi hui and Shi Hui..i just enjoy disturbing the birthday girl..hehee.. I make lots of stupid mistake in the game but who care it’s a camp and we are suppose to enjoy ourself..hahaha.. We slept at 3 am. Totally fall flat at the group after the game..Wow, such a tiring day for me ..&lt;br /&gt;Third day of the camp&lt;br /&gt;Woah, wake at 7am .felt very fresh and alert..At 7.15 nobody woke up only me,ben and roger were siting outside the room.. Haha.. breakfast was suppose to serve at 8 but at 7.45 there’s still many people sleeping in the room so Ding Yao decided to postpone it 15min.. hahaha.. I was in charge one of the Mini O station hahaha.(so fun) After the mini O was the review of Angel and Mortal.. Very nervous about it .Keep on wondering who’s my Angel ..I was at the back and stoning … Who is she ? Who is she? Who can she be? Keep on asking myself..Sian ½ while waiting… Finally my angel review who she is …she is actually Shi Hui…I was like stun ? huh ? She’s my Angel ? Argh Argh… she cheated me …Woah, my Angel was so cunning … I was actually glad that she was my Angel .Very thankful to her.After the angel mortal , the year 1 committee was ask to introduce their duty to the camper and although I play a small role in the committee I was happy to be inside the committee. Haha.. Finally I know my Angel,get to know her even better during the clean up and packing of bag..Angel help me count the sleeping bags and also accompany me up to bring the sleeping bags up to the BB room at 4th floor.On the way back ,my silly Angel wanted to sit on the trolley so I push her all the way back…heehee… So silly of her…hahaha..I push her from the bb room 4th floor till the 3rd floor.haha.. that silly Angel had problem getting down the trolley.. luckily she was not that “Heavy”. I manage to carry her down..haha..During the AGM, I sat beside my lovely Angel ..I was talking to her all the while. Kind of enjoy myself while talking to her. Talk and talk..heehee..I Ask a special request to take photo with my Angel.the photo taken was when I hair was extremely mess up and also when I was suffering from sunburn. The picture that came up wasn’t that great.. hahaa.. I’m a beast standing beside my Angel.. Sighn… haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Give thanks ~&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Committee~I must thanks the committee for giving this chance and to learn so much from this camp. Glad that I’m in the committee .Although I play a small role but I’m happy to do what ever can done to help the camp progress ..Good job ..Committee :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group5~ thanks for the song u delicated during the camp..hahaha.. You people certain play an important in team .. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aileen~ thanks for the word of encouragements . You really given me that extra push that I needed .. thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Angel~ heehee so much to be say but must personally thank you. Hope you enjoy the birthday celebration during camp..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110052058382601555?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110052058382601555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110052058382601555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110052058382601555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110052058382601555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/11/camp-that-make-different-from-rest.html' title='A camp that make a different from the rest'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-110002930387674519</id><published>2004-11-10T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T03:41:43.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring life </title><content type='html'>Sighn~ Just finish making the latest time table for the camp and now it’s already 2.37am. Tomorrow have to wake at 8am to get NYP.been so busy this few days .sort of tire and restless. Ever since Hp kanna stolen, I had been restless. I have completely no mood to go out and even places like nearby mama shop, I also can’t be bothered to go.&lt;br /&gt;Went to play soccer last Friday night, during soccer my left leg was injure by some buffalos, who try force me banging onto the walls. The injuries cause wasn’t as serious as I thought but it did cost me some inconvenience. I could barely sprint for the first two days. Every steps I take, I could feel the pain even till now.&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, One bunch of us was playing police and thief. When I said playing police and thief, it mean the police was actually trying to catch us and we ran away.Haha( Don’t get me wrong Pal). I didn’t commit any serious offence. It’s just that  the whole bunch of us were playing soccer at mid of the night .It must some KPO. Who call the police. Anyway it was not the first time we trying to run away from the police. During the game , whenever we saw police car approaching, immediately we stop the game and instantly we grab whatever we could grab.&lt;br /&gt;Sighn ~ Camp Is coming and I am the time keeper for the whole camp. Hope I can have the confident to speak freely infront of 60 people. Must keep telling myself that I can make it ~! ( I had present my project in the lecture hall before so this doesn`t scare me !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Md noor I going for a camp this past few days (on this Thursday till Sunday) take care =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-110002930387674519?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/110002930387674519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=110002930387674519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110002930387674519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/110002930387674519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/11/boring-life.html' title='Boring life '/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-109941973015056762</id><published>2004-11-03T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T02:22:10.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notting Hill </title><content type='html'>“I’m just a girl, standing infront of a boy, asking him to love her”, quote from Notting Hill. What more can a guy ask for? Seriously, what’s more can u demand from a girl who’s willingly to accompany you through the rest of your life with no regret? I’m quite certain that I will never even consider loving someone because of her exterior beauty. Exterior beauty will fade through time. Can you ever imagine facing someone who you admire her great beauty 20 years ago but has now become an “auntie” taking care of few kids! Looks and figure can never replace the true beauty of Inner character. Through true inner beauty, she will stand out from the rest and emerge as a true winner! I ask nothing much and I hope for nothing much but to die with the person I love deeply~&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/8805135-109941973015056762?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/109941973015056762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=109941973015056762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/109941973015056762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/109941973015056762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/11/notting-hill.html' title='Notting Hill '/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-109889711709853412</id><published>2004-10-28T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T01:11:57.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hp Stolen</title><content type='html'>HP lost! How can it possible happening on me? KNN, when I open my bag after that 3 hour killer paper, I just couldn’t find my hp…My handphone was stolen…Why everything bad had to be happen on me ! I just couldn’t understand why! What else can I do beside swearing and cursing , to those who stolen my phone .Whenever there’s a missing phone laying around, the first thing that came to my mind is return the phone. I’m not that kind hearted but it’s just that I knew exactly how people feel after losing their phone. Right now, the most important is to allocate all my friend numbers. Most probably, some of the contact will be gone forever...after all, it might not be bad losing my hp.In some way ,it make me less dependant on my phone and save my bills.Alway look on the bright side of life …Haha…Md Noor email me your home and handphone number… any whoever say this notice , pls email me your number… thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-109889711709853412?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/109889711709853412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=109889711709853412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/109889711709853412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/109889711709853412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/10/hp-stolen.html' title='hp Stolen'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-109880575637028541</id><published>2004-10-26T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T23:49:16.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><content type='html'>If this had never happen before, I will never react in this way but it did happen before. Anyway, I disappointed in you.. Don`t wish to talk it. In poly you hardly find someone you can even trust on, most of them shut their doors and unwilling to speak out. Your best friend in poly might simply backstab behind you as  he/she know you deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-109880575637028541?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/109880575637028541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=109880575637028541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/109880575637028541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/109880575637028541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/10/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-109872612239470070</id><published>2004-10-26T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T01:42:02.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over react ?</title><content type='html'>Something unhappy happen yesterday while I was chatting with one of my friend online. A friend, who knew me for years, can’t take a joke! Everybody know that getting a F9 for O level can’t bring you to poly, yet she took it so serious when I say she got F9 for English. Hey, so what you get an A1 for your N level! It’s that a big deal? Hey I dun give a F..K. I know that my academic performance is not as great as you &amp;amp; so what and I’m a retain student. Doesn’t mean that you can pee over my head! We had been friend for so long and yet you hurt my feeling. Let me tell you straight to your face, everyone has its past and its failure. Do you need to tell everybody I fail my O level last year? Seriously, I super disappointed in you! Anyway just now when for coffee session and I kanna bombard by those "senior cizten".It’s just so fun to hangout with them. Some of their life experiences are so exciting and fun. They seen much thing and think wider than me .lol.Alway having a good time chatting with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-109872612239470070?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/109872612239470070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=109872612239470070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/109872612239470070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/109872612239470070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/10/over-react.html' title='Over react ?'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-109862930424268052</id><published>2004-10-24T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T22:48:24.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring </title><content type='html'>Whether success or even failure,it`s all about my life. I have no regret about what I chose because it’s my STORY! I start from an empty book and end with excitement. Maybe not a success one but at least with happiness and great joy! Today stuck at home for the whole day. Rain , rain and rain for the whole day but indeed it was refreshing after the rain! Somehow the rain ,make me remind of someone ..Whenever I think of her,my heart started to ache ..hahaha.. Anyway it`s the past, no point digging it out.That bloody Md noor cheated me once again, always never call me ..it`s hard to ask him out sia.. feel like burning his butt with charcoal ! Argh, forget it , it`s good to rest after what happen yesterday !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-109862930424268052?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/109862930424268052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=109862930424268052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/109862930424268052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/109862930424268052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/10/boring.html' title='boring '/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-109856468530698049</id><published>2004-10-24T04:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T04:51:25.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>restless day</title><content type='html'>Such a tiring and restless day, woke up early in the morning to participle a game event call xi zhi ru co (food link).The game itself is more of an amazing race because some of the station was given no clue for us to find and we had to spend hours just to dig out that stupid person hidden somewhere in outram park. Unexpected, I was the oldest in the team.. Haha..Most of the member age between 13-17.Their behaviors was totally even worse than a primary school kid. As usual, I prefer to be the last man walking behind whenever I play food link as I got use to head count and minor details which some people didn’t bother. The most important attuide when play food link is to RELAX yourself ! Wining or losing is never an issue when you and your team enjoy the game. Total team coordination is one of the main factors to win. Never left your team behind and chase after someone just for the sake of wining ! Remember you are not fighting one man battle ! The whole team is behind giving you necessary support ! Well, Carmen did very well in playing her role as a senior member, she give lots of support and guidance to the young leader. Along the road, the team got shatter, Carmen continue push them ahead ! (Carmen please learn to relax abit)haha. I went off around 3.30 instead of 5+. Human always never notice of beautiful thing beside them, instead they admire something that is beyond their reach. Simple is beautiful, just spend alittle time on your love one and it`s enough ! As a few year friend of  Md noor,all I can say is ,his such a nice friend of mine ..Lazy..gayish..Dumb and irrating but overall his such a caring and loyal friend ! Always willing to buy me dinner .You can’t find such a good person like him around this pathetic world !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-109856468530698049?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/109856468530698049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=109856468530698049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/109856468530698049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/109856468530698049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/10/restless-day.html' title='restless day'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-109847336790591650</id><published>2004-10-23T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T03:29:27.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slacking days</title><content type='html'>Hahaha today was a totally slacky day for me. I didn’t go for something important!(somthing that can make a different in NYP).haha.Even if i go,most probably will fail so what for go.. I guess I’m mentally prepare for the new challenge ahead. I known that lots of uncertainness is going to occur but with proper adjustment.Nothings going to stop me.It`s My Life! Who`s going to stop me if I determine on something ! ....lalalala....Let’s hope that a better tomorrow will come (crap, crap and crap )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-109847336790591650?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/109847336790591650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=109847336790591650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/109847336790591650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/109847336790591650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/10/slacking-days.html' title='slacking days'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-109837595306061900</id><published>2004-10-22T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T00:25:53.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Had You ever dream of reaching for the Impossible ?</title><content type='html'>Well, today i did nothing today except for having common test (PCQ). . . Haha. . .i finish the paper in one hour and left 20 marks of Question empty.Anyway I had confident that i will pass this stupid meaningless paper..As for tomolo,it`s my math 2. .supposely it`s time for me to study but i already known that i`m going to fail so what`s the point of study ? Right now ,my world is hollow and shallow.Nothing seem to be all right for me.My main concern are my friends,problem seem to alocated them and they are struggling to cope these problem .I alway like to help friend even it means go beyond my limit but never take me for granted cause i will leave anytime.. I had a long afternoon nap,I dreamt of those impossible stun.Example , Jumping from one building to another and ability to withstand explosion..(sound to You like Hollywood movies right ?)haha..Hey people, I`m not despo(ok ?) I just want to have someone to stand by me especially at this moment ! it`s not that easy to face all these setback alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-109837595306061900?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/109837595306061900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=109837595306061900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/109837595306061900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/109837595306061900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/10/had-you-ever-dream-of-reaching-for.html' title='Had You ever dream of reaching for the Impossible ?'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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-8805135.post-109828993838344607</id><published>2004-10-21T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T01:29:12.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought 0f the Days</title><content type='html'>!~This is the sTory Of me ~Nothing HIddeN~! Time 04:15 am Date : 20/10/04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I slowly enter my Prime age, I started realizing that getting older mean having more responsibility and burden .I knew that certain stuff are beyond my limit and in order to reach for these impossible, handwork and sacrifice must be done. We all know that tears and sweat is main ingredient for success but setback over turn the whole pot. My life is not that sweet and tasty as seen to others. I been through tough tides and overcame obstacles but who know how many strong wave I can endure before my whole world tremble and collapse. At times even the wisest person will fall and someone will watch over their back. I believe at the toughest point of my life, my special One will pick me up from the ruin and keep me save from harm but what do I have to return for her kindness? IÂ’m seeking way to escape grip from the harsh realties but realties seen to hunt me back and never let me go. Trouble and problem always flood down my gate and peaces are out of my range. Soon reaching my 20s, hope and future look dim .Should I enter NS to mould my character or shall I continue my studies In RP instead of NYP? Who know what will happen next, I certainly hope to see a brighter tomorrow and a cheerful smile from You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805135-109828993838344607?l=daddypal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/feeds/109828993838344607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8805135&amp;postID=109828993838344607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/109828993838344607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8805135/posts/default/109828993838344607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daddypal.blogspot.com/2004/10/thought-0f-days.html' title='Thought 0f the Days'/><author><name>daddypal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15153149690340782644</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>
