<?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-11269155</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:15:27.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NoLiFe ... So Read....</title><subtitle type='html'>Always LEARN from the PAST, TREASURE the PRESENT and PLAN for YOUR FUTURE !!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11269155.post-116853177438166376</id><published>2007-01-12T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T00:09:34.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Personal Experience ----- Never Shower in Menara Axis Fitness First !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never do broadcasting unless it is really necessary and i think this time it has gone beyond the limits i can bear. And i hope you can forward this to as many friends as possible especially friends whom you know has joined Fitness First. If you have doubts with my experience do not hesitate to call me to verify as I will be more than happy to share in more details with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the complaint i have submitted at Fitness First website and i am not sure if they would read it and response to it but i will make sure all my friends knows about the service that are provided by Fitness First. This is not only about not receiving the cake i pre-ordered in Secret Recipe the experience is even worst than not having a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please read and forward. Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NoLiFe&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;The story begins ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a Fitness First (FF) member for more than 3 years now and I have never complaint about Fitness First despite how unsatisfied I was with any FF outlet but today it just got over the limits of my patience and tolerance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Menara Axis, Shower room&lt;br /&gt;Time: 8.45 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario:&lt;br /&gt;I finished by Body Combat class at 8.30pm and right away head for the showers to wash up and head home. I went to the first row of the showers on the first left cubicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first experience (quite sometime back), the shower head (on the first row of the shower on the first right cubicale) was spoilt with no indication of out order sign. There were no water flowing out of the shower head. I had to wrapped out in a towel and start lining up again in the long queue to get a shower cubicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second experience, tonight at Menara Axis was totally UNBEARABLE and it was the WORST experience ever. I already know that Menara Axis has the worst hygiene and cleanliness among all the other clubs i have visited but this is beyond the limits of my tolerance with dirty showers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the final step of washing away the shower cream over my body, out of the sudden some MUDDY, DARK BROWN &amp; STINKY water started rolling down my skin, i thought I was bleeding and when i looked nicely i realise the water came directly from the shower head. and the water kept running for almost a minute or so. I was in shocked and i smelled. I was stunned and did not know what to do. Right away i shut of the shower head and stood one side, i told myself how can i clean myself now. I started the showers again and still there were MUDDY, DARK BROWN and STINKY water flowing from the shower head. Only after about a minute or so .. the water started clearing off. I had to stand aside and water for the water to run clean before i can clean off the MUDDY, DARK BROWN &amp;amp; STINKY water from my body and rushed to get out of the showers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not only unhappy but i was beyond unhappy and unhappy or dissatisfied is not the word to describe my experience or my feelings right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a Fitness centre as famous and well known as Fitness First provides such facilities. Can't you even bother installing water filtering systems for the water in the shower, the sink or even for the toilet. How much would it cost to install 1 unit? Is the money collected from members every month now even enough to cover the cost of installing 1 unit of the water filter or even more? These are the basic necessity for the showers. We use the water to shower our body and to clean our face, how can you ask us to BEAR such MUDDY, DARK BROWN &amp;amp; STINKY water in the showers. Even a cheapo Hair Saloon can afford a water filtering system why not Fitness First with SO MANY outlets in the WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been a member for 3 years or more and I have never even ask for anything extra, despite not even receiving anything extra for staying with Fitness First for so long, there were no discounts on the monthly fees etc. Despite even paying RM175.00 a month, i thought I should be receiving if not TIP TOP facilities or cleanliness or service at least a satisfactory level will do the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is ABSOLUTELY unacceptable, I have also lodge a written complain to the Menara AXIS outlet and even requested the outlet manager, or the club manager to call which i do not even know if there will be any call. Fitness First are more worriied about collecting monthly fees from their members than to ensure they can provide satisfactory facilities, cleanliness or services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At all other clubs I visit is not even as dirty as Menara Axis, there were no cleaners walking around the changing room, there were no one cleaning the sink area, there were no one mopping the wet floors in the toilet or even sweep off the hair falls in the changing room. There were no slippers provided like other clubs do, the floor were always sandy, the place to put your shampoo or soap in the showers were all broken and you have to put all your toiletories on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have visited many other outlets and all other outlets were fine and must i say Damansara Uptown outlet can be ranked No 1 in cleanliness. There were people constantly cleaning the sink area, mopping the wet floors at the toilet, sweeping the individual changing rooms etc. Menara Axis really needs to do something about the cleanliness of their outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you expect me to introduce 7 friends to join me in Fitness First (as suggested by Siva Shanker in the new What's Up Newsletter) when i have such EXTREMELY and TREMENDOUSLY BAD EXPERIENCE in Fitness First. I can't even convince myself to shower again in Menara Axis how can I convince my friends to join me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have phobia showering in Menara Axis now !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to get an answer from the club manager about this case, and I will not keep this to myself as I will make sure all the friends i know in Fitness First or those who do not know about Fitness First knows about this case. I am talking about mass emailing here and it spreads like viruses. I will also submit this to The Star, even if they don't publish there are people who have actually read it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any action taken to improve the situation, I will also ensure that the people whom I notified also knows about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-116853177438166376?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/116853177438166376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=116853177438166376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/116853177438166376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/116853177438166376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-personal-experience-never-shower-in.html' title='My Personal Experience ----- Never Shower in Menara Axis Fitness First !!!!!'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-115193897094601546</id><published>2006-07-03T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T23:09:04.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reply From Secret Recipe ... at least a reply .. and a tray of brownies... haha ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span id="obmessage"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's great to hear that you are one of the mystery shoppers in the F&amp;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;industry, may be you can be one of ours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thank you for your kind understanding and hope all of you have a good time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;even though I can't turn back the clock now to light a candle for your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;friend's birthday but hope her wishes come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lastly, send my apology to her too and all the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jessie Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Subject: (Reply from Secret Recipe ): The So Called "Secret Recipe"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To all buddies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Below is the reply i got from Secret Recipe. Well at least we know they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;doing something about the issue. We can all share the brownies now. Don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;blame me for coming late again. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hi Jessie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thanks for the reply. In fact, I receive a call from the store manager of DU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;outlet on Saturday. He apologized and told me he would look into the matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hope the service will improve further. The friendliness is there, maybe you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;need to improve on the productivity and efficiency. Just for your info, I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;one of the mystery shopper for a fast food chain and appreciates prompt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;response from people like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt; ----- Original Message -----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt; Subject: RE: The So Called "Secret Recipe"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt; Date: Mon, 3 Jul 2006 14:49:01 +0800&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt; Thank you for choosing our brand name Secret Recipe and being our loyal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt; customer all this while. We felt bad and sincerely apologize for all the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt; trouble you have gone through. In addition, writing in such a detailed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt; to us with the good intention for us to improve further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt; As a token of appreciation, we would like to deliver a tray of brownies to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt; you and my manager, Mr. Jacky Lee will be contacting you shortly on the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt; arrangement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt; Lastly, thanking you for your patience and look forward to your continuing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt; patron at our Secret Recipe outlets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt; Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt; Jessie Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt; Financial Controller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt; Secret Recipe Cakes &amp;amp; Cafe Sdn Bhd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-115193897094601546?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/115193897094601546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=115193897094601546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/115193897094601546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/115193897094601546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2006/07/reply-from-secret-recipe-at-least.html' title='Reply From Secret Recipe ... at least a reply .. and a tray of brownies... haha ..'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-115151533271833053</id><published>2006-06-29T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T01:22:12.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret Recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;To Whom It May Concern,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hi there! I would like send in some feedbacks about my most recent experience with Secret Recipe and it's   still fresh and hot from the oven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Secret Recipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I had to admit that Secret Recipe's cakes are amongst the most delicious cakes I have ever tasted before and the variety that Serect Recipe has it really overwhelming. It never fail to open up my taste bud whenever i go to Secret Recipe for a piece of cake. Be it the Oreo Cheese Cake, The Chocolate Indulgence, the Layered Chocolate and Chocolate Layered. It's not only a place where you can enjoy a delicious piece of cake, in fact you can also have a appetizing and sumptous meal in Secret Recipe. The Shepherd's Pie, the Gourmet Pie or even the Asian cooking you have recently introduced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If i had to choose for a birthday cake, Secret Recipe will always be on the top of the list. Even with one birthday each month, I have more than 12 varieties to choose from the list of cakes that secret recipe offers. Amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have recently encounter a superbly bad experience with Secret Recipe which I never thought would happen since Secret Recipe is a well known PROFESSIONAL cake maker with all the secret recipe you all use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;On a Saturday noon (24 June 2006), I made a trip to the Secret Recipe in Damansara Utama (DU) (directly opposite Uptown 5) to place an order for a newly introduce or launched cake "The Apple Crumble Cheese Cake". I have tasted the cake before and suprisingly, this cheese cake is not like any other cheese cake that secret recipe offer, the recipe used or the ingredient used were well combined and the taste blended well together. And i had to say i "LOVE IT" after the first bite. Thus, I planned to get the same cake for a friend's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So, I stepped into the DU outlet and was well greeted by the staff there (I thought "Impressive") then i went ahead an placed an order for a whole cake (6 recipes) - non other than the "Apple Crumble Cheese Cake" I filled up the order form (collection on Wednesday - 28 June 2006) like how i always did (Bear in mind this is not the first time i am placing an order with secret recipe). The staff (Yati) asked for deposit, I told her i like to pay in full and then she said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yati: Why don't you pay in full when you collect the cake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me: Alright, but will you make sure the cake is ordered caused it's meant for my friend's birthday on wednesday - 28 June 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yati: Sure, we will place the order. If you pay in full now our stock will be a little messy (I do not understand why but i accepted her reasons anyway)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me: Alright. Can you also help me decorate the cake with some creams and flowers and also add some text on to the cake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yati: Of coz. There are some customers who do not like decorations, so we do not decorate the cake unless requested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me: I prefer the cake to be decorated. By the way, can i have 2 big candles and 7 small candles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yati: Sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;After that, happily I left Secret Recipe and then i felt "Wow, these days the service level are really good. Impressive"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It was about 8.00pm (Wednesday - 28 June 2006), I went to collect my ORDERED cake at DU outlet. Took out my order sheet and hand it to the counter. The staff were talking softly with one another and then brought my order sheet into the kitchen (or i thought that was the kitchen) and then a store supervisor or manager (i am not sure) came out and to my suprise (Suprise Suprise)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Supervisor: I am sorry miss, we do not have the cake you order. The headquaters/cake disctributor did not send the "Apple Crumble Cheese Cake" to our outlet. It's a new cake therefore the stocks are limited and they only inform us late noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me: What?!!?!!?! What do you mean you do not have the cake? I placed the order on Saturday. How can you tell me that you do not have the cake i ORDERED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Supervisor: I am sorry but they did not send us the cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Silence moment for about a few seconds, I thought with secret recipe's professionalism they have probably found a solution or are about to tell me the solution but to my suprise ....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me: So what do I do now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(No answer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me: If you all knew the cake was not delivered in the afternoon or you knew they were not going to send the cake to DU outlet, why didn't you give me a call (My mobile number was on the ORDER sheet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Silence)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me: Can I collect the same cake from other outlets like SS2? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Supervisor: Sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me: Do they have the "Apple Crumble Cheese Cake"? Can you all call to check for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Supervisor instructed the staff at the cashier to make a call to the outlet, and to my suprise they took about 3 minutes or so to look for the SS2 outlet number (oh my god!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me: Do you know where is the Secret Recipe in SS2 located at? Any landmarks coz I am not sure where the outlet is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Supervisor: I am sorry! I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(How can a supervisor not know where the outlets are located at. I do not expect you to know all the location for all outlets. But SS2 or Taman Tun are the nearest outlet and i guess there are no harm in knowing the location so that they can advise the customers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me: Nemind. I will try to search on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Staff at the cashier checked for the availability of the cake and then told the supervisor the cake is available at SS2 outlet and they have RESERVED it for me and I may collect the cake from them now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me: I said. Alright Thank you (Why should I thank you all in the first place)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Second Collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I was not as frustrated or angry when i left DU outlet as i thought it might have been miscommunication or unexpected reasons. I did not think about it and just let it go. But as i reach SS2, I saw the traffic there, It was so jam and there were alot of car moving around the area, and i had to hunt for the secret recipe outlet. I went round and round and finally found it. It was behind coffee bean row of shophouses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Firstly, I was unable to find parking. I did not even had a chance to park by the roadside and hop into the outlet to collect my Apple Crumble Cheese Cake. I did 3 or maybe 4 rounds (I have lost count) just to find a parking. Finally found. By then it was already 8.50 pm. My dinner with my friends and the BIRTHDAY girl was at 8.30 pm. I was late because I had to hunt for parking, hunt for SS2 secret recipe outlet and also need to wait for them to pack the cake for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;All my friends CC-ed in this email are the ones waiting for me in the restaurant to START dinner. How embarassing was it for me. My friends waiting for me before they could order their food (Dinner) and drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I finally walked into the SS2 outlet and told the staffs behind the counter "I came to collect the Apple Crumble Cheese Cake". The staff then prepared the packing etc. Then I asked the girl behind the counter if they have any comment card / feedback card i can fill in. She passed me a piece of feedback form / comment form which i thought was insufficient because the form was not enough for me to tell you about my exprience and the HELL i had to go through. She then provided me with this email, I hope I get a response from whom it may concern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The store manager / supervisor then came to the counter quickly trying to serve me and asked if i had a problem and why i needed to send in a complain email. So i told him the story and he felt sorry for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyway, the staffs behind the counter then asked is i needed wording on the cake. I said " No need to write anything. I do not have time for it. I am late for my dinner appointment already" They packed the cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And guess what? Being a loyal fan or a frequent "Whole Cake" purchaser of secret recipe, in the past 6 months i bought 3 "Whole Cake" and i was entitle for the i-freeze or i-cold bag (i don't remember the exact name) Anyway does not matter. The store manager then asked if i stay in OUG. I said yes. And then he asked if i visit the secret recipe outlet in OUG often. Then i said yes of coz since i live there. Then he said why did i placed and order in DU. I was so stunned I do not know how to answer. I just ask if the cake is ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Then the staff put the cake into the i-freeze or i-cold bag and then i took the cake and walkout of secret recipe. I guess the staff might have smelled the anger in me, as tried running to the exit first to open the door for me but i think i was much quicker than she did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Conclusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I do not know how professional the staff are being trained to place order or to handle customer's order but what the DU outlet did was totally UNACCEPTABLE. I do not foresee why I should place order many days ahead now when in the end i won't be able to get the cake either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I am starting to have doubts in placing order for any birthday cakes with Secret Recipes. I need to worry about the availability of the cake on collection date. I may need to make calls to follow-up just to make you the cake was ordered. Why should the customer be doing the monitoring when this is Secret's Recipe job to make sure when an ordered is placed, the cake should be there. Even if there was any unforeseen cirsumstances, the customer should be well informed. Anf if the customer was not informed, then the outlet (DU) could have transfer the cake from another out just to make sure the customer's order was processed. And to my suprise, the customer (me) had to give solutions to the outlet (DU) in getting the cake for my friend's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The fact that I did not get the cake was not the only issue here, I was late for a dinner appointment. Everyone was waiting for me at the restaurant and guess what? The cake did not come with any candles. Why? I did not request for it at the SS2 outlet. Why? because i was too angry and only want to get the cake and reach the restaurant as fast as possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The birthday girl made a wish and blow off the birthday candle (oopps .. it turn out to be a lighter). How embarassing was that? A birthday cake without candles. How bad would it look? I could hardly imagine. I had eyes around the restaurant looking at our table or mainly the birthday girl, blowing the lighter!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I really hope some actions are taken here for the fact that an ordered was missed and no solutions were given. My friends (at the dinner) told me, no point sending a feedback email as they have doubts we would receive any reply. However, just trying my luck here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I really hope to hear from you soon. I am only trying to give some feedback so that the service in Secret Recipe can be improved further. You are expanding and with these kind of service i doubt you can last long in the market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This email is also cc-ed to all the attendees at the dinner. I am not sure if they will forward the email to anyone else. As you know, emails spreads like the outbreak virus. It's unstoppable. Of coz, I did not mean to do anything, I only want to have a reasonable answer why my cake was not delivered to the respective outlet? And why the supervisor did not solve the problem before I came to collect the cake? And why if they knew the cake will not be delivered, did not tried transferring the cake from another outlet? All these can be seamless to the customer (me) and you can continue having a loyal customer like me who visits secret recipe frequently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Alright, that's it. Hope to get a favourable reply from your esteem company soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;From a superbly frustrated, unhappy and dissatisfied customer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-115151533271833053?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/115151533271833053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=115151533271833053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/115151533271833053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/115151533271833053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2006/06/secret-recipe.html' title='The Secret Recipe'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-114947308753790298</id><published>2006-06-05T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T10:04:47.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiReD ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Wow ... it's been almost a month or so i have not updated my blog ... i wonder those who visits my blog frequently will feel neglected ... haha ... i am sure not ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Life has been pretty .... erm ... how do i put it ??? been pretty tied up with family matters lately ... and things have not been running smooth ... there were so much to talk about .. but i will just cut it short ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Basically my grannny ran away from home ..... and then my younger sis got admitted into the hospital ... my dad is diagnose with mild heart problem .... and basically my life is full of new excitement .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I don't mind all these happening though .... it's just part of the learning curve ... and i think it actually makes me learn to be a more better person ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i just feel mentally tired ... and do not know if i can handle such challenges .... i feel the burden on my shoulder is getting heavier day by day .... and that ... i will collapse one day .... i am stil hanging on now ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;the fact that my internet connection is down at home is also killing me ... sigh ... why must it be me??? why why why????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i just feel tired .... a short break is really needed .... but when ? i also don't know .... sigh ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-114947308753790298?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/114947308753790298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=114947308753790298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/114947308753790298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/114947308753790298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2006/06/tired.html' title='tiReD ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-114390621946693926</id><published>2006-04-01T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:43:39.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is wrong with Astro lately!!?!!?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Dear Mr Ralph,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I don't think this email will reach your mailbox or your desk, not even at your secretary's desk. Why? Because it's probably taken away by your customer service/care department or so called "solved" by your customer service department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not mean to be a nuisance here but i am just trying to highlight some point to you so that you know what's happening around in your company since you may not know about small issues like the ones i am going to tell you about (But i have the feel that such small issues can lead to a bigger issue in near future). Please bear with my english as it may not be correctly phrased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I like to thank Astro for bringing in so many new and exciting programs to make our life richer. Me and my family enjoy Astro very much and indeed we have support Astro on the first year they launch in Malaysia and until today we have support you guys for 10 years already!(I recently saw advertisements about 10 years with Astro thingy) I have never encounter problems with Astro thus far. However, recently a few issues occured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have indeed written an email to wecare@astro.com.my before and wrote them a complain email. And yes they did responded to be a couple of days later, by giving me a call and to inform me that the accounts department will verify the issues about the billing error. Indeed, the customer service exec informed me that they will contact me to further explain to be about the outstanding amount. She mentioned she would give me a call on the 29 March 2006. However, I have not receive the call but I did receive a reminder notice to pay the outstanding amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, my family does not want to go through the trouble of being disconnected (although your customer service team leader Ms Naomi mention she have placed my family's astro account into the "non-terminable" in any circumstances, well i am not sure if this account exist anyway) ... so we paid the outstanding amount with no question asked although we very much like to know what we are paying for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, recently the reception for Astro has been pretty bad and we were not sure it it's the receiver's problem or the decoder's problem or it's the satellite's problem ... so we decided to seek for professional help from Astro. Of coz, the first thing we did was to make a call to the customer service centre and schedule for the technician to come over and check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First night (29 March 2006)&lt;br /&gt;My younger sister and my uncle tried making calls to Astro Customer Service Centre between 8.00 pm ~ 9.00 pm and believe it or not, there were no one answering the calls. So they gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Night (30 March 2006)&lt;br /&gt;I personally tried making calls to the customer service centre at 9.20 pm, and guess what? There were no one answering the call also. Initially there were the IVR prompting me about how many calls in queue, from 21 calls to 0 calls. When it was 0 calls i thought i would be transfered to the personnel in a couple of minutes and believe it or not, i was not attended at all until 10.20 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you call " We strive to serve you better, with the 7 am - 12 am customer service, making life easier for customer etc" Bullshit! if yes, i would not be waiting there for an HOUR and NOT being attended at all. In between the hour i was also prompt that i will be transfer to the attendant but then it was cutted and i was back to the ivr again and then i was told there are 2 calls in queue. What the heck??!!? I waited anyway, but until 10.20 pm .. i was a little irritated .. i put down the phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Attempt&lt;br /&gt;I called the customer service hotline again, this time same ivr saying i had 12 calls in queue etc. I waited and then finally i get to speak to an attendant by the name Ms Sitt. My conversation with her (actual conversation may vary as i don't remember the exact words):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sitt: How can i help you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Can i please get your name?&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sitt: Sitt&lt;br /&gt;Me: Is this call recorded?&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sitt: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok! Just a quick check? How many customer service personnels are there in Astro&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sitt: 300 of us&lt;br /&gt;Me: There are 300 people/customer service working tonight&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sitt: Yes there is.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wow! With 300 customer personnel , I still need to wait for an hour?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I like to report on bad reception of Astro Service at my home&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sitt: Can i have you account number?&lt;br /&gt;Me: XXXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sitt: Ok, this account is under the name Wong Fatt Kin?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sitt: Are you in front of the TV?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sitt: Would you like a technician to come and check?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes please.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sitt: The technician will come within the next 3 days&lt;br /&gt;Me: Can I please arrange for the technician to come at a certain time coz I can't be waiting for your technician all day long at home since i do not know what time he will be coming over&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sitt: Yes we can out a remark.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Please help em arrange for the technician to come by before 12 pm tomorrow (31 March 2006). I will arrange my uncle to be at home and wait for the technician to come by,&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sitt: Ok, before 12 pm tomorrow. Our technician will call you before they come.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok, please get them to call my uncle at this number 012-XXXXXXX. thanks. PLease make sure the technician comes by before 12 pm tomorrow as we can't be waiting at home one whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sitt: Ok, the technician will call first.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sitt: Anything else I can help you Ms Wong.&lt;br /&gt;(I then told her about my dissatisfaction about the billing error, the 1 hour waiting time to be served etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i expected the technician to be efficient and come by the next day before 12 pm and guess what? The technician did not turn up neither did he made a call to my uncle to arrange for timing etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, we then made a call again and then the customer service mentioned that the technician will come tomorrow (Sat, 1 April 2006) ... Bullshit!!! the technician did not come at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the fact that we are willing to pay RM50 for ther service and yet we get no one to come by our house to fix the problem. We are willing to pay and yet receive crappy service. Is this Astro's culture to serve the customer this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that we have been suppporting Astro for 10 years, we have never receive any rewards from Astro before be it rebates for the subscription fee or special offers or special deals. Astro never reward their customers but instead creating problems for them. So is this the way you treat your loyal customers? Are you all trying to push them away? Which is which?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really dissapointed with Astro's service and until now my Astro reception is still not fix, we are still unable to enjoy Astro this weekend. I scheduled the technician to come on Friday to get it fix so that we can watch Astro during the weekend. And now ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope Astro will take serious action about these matters:&lt;br /&gt;1. Billing Error&lt;br /&gt;2. Customer service waiting time (1 hours, is this the standard time?)&lt;br /&gt;3. Getting a technician to come and fix my reception the soonest possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i want to write any longer. Astro should know better how are your service level. Anyway, should you need further clarification on this email please do not hesitate to contact me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-114390621946693926?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/114390621946693926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=114390621946693926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/114390621946693926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/114390621946693926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-is-wrong-with-astro-lately.html' title='What is wrong with Astro lately!!?!!?!!'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-114205353831647741</id><published>2006-03-11T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T13:06:33.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another complain .... sigh !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;To Whom It May Concern,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To begin with, my family is a Astro Subscriber for the 10th year this year. We have been satisfied with the service so far, no complain or anything. The fact that we can't receive signal on rainy was also not an issue because we are already used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, with that we have been a supporter of Astro for quite sometime and we even subscribe to extra services provided by Astro such as those extra channels like 'Xing He', we do not mind paying the extra dollar to have extra channels to entertain us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, 10 March 2006 (Friday) our Astro service has been disconnected. Why? I don't know either, Astro has to tell me why. According to the bill there is an outstanding balance of RM 190 (with RM10 as late payment charges). Well, to my knowledge, a month back we receive a statement of account stating we owe astro RM 1000 ++ (don't remember the exact figure). Fine, made a call to the customer service and then they say they will do a thorough check to see what's wrong with the statement or our astro account. Great, then was informed we were DOUBLE charged and so the amendments were made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week (March 6 - 10, don't remember which date) we receive another statement stating an outstanding balance or RM 190. I was suprise as from the beginning we ALWAYS pay Astro on a yearly basis and why the sudden outstanding balance. Then i thought we do a check with Astro this week, but before we could even get the account check, our Astro was disconnected. Before i forget, we even persuaded my other family members to subscribe to astro with the promotion package for second decorder and guess what? They were disconnected too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that we are a good paymaster for the past few years, with a good payment records but then astro's ACCOUNT department made mistake to the billing (I understand that nothing is perfect and there bound to be mistakes here and there)if AStro's accounts were right on the outstanding balance of RM190, then i admit it's my mistake but then we were not even given the chance to clear the outstanding amountand the actual fact that the current charges due date stated 03/04/2006 and it's only 11 March 2006 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please tell me where did i go wrong to get my service disconnected? Paying late? or being a TOO GOOD paymaster? Is this how Astro service their loyal customer who have has been supporting you from the year you start offering these services?  Is this how you wanna retain your customers? Is this part of a tactic to fight with other competitors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think it's ridiculous? The fact that one of your customer service attendance inform us and told us the service will be reconnected in 24 hours so we understand but then they told my family member the service will be reconnected in 5 minutes that's even worst right? Giving hope to people on the reconnection but then in actual fact it takes longer than 5 minutes. Why can't they just tell the correct timing? Is that so difficult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, we have been paying on a yearly basis and one of your customer service attendant asked us to change the billing format on a monthly basis. Why would i need to go through the trouble of paying it on a monthly basis when i am capable of paying on a yearly basis which saves me the hassle of going through the monthly payment problem. What are astro trying to indicate here, i really don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just not right and something that should not happen. If you are saying we owe you for a could of months then i admit it's my mistake but then this is not even on that issue here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe this email will just stopped at the customer executive and not able to reach the general manager's desk or email. Call Astro asking for the general manager's email address but was told the general manager do not have one. Fine, then i asked for the serectary's email add and yet was not given. Why? Why is astro being so secretive about email address? Why is astro so worry about customer complain? Isn't it true that through customer complaints we are able to improve better ? and we are able to learn from the mistakes. But why is it so difficult to give away an email address? If you are telling me that astro do not have email system then i think it's even more ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i am a very dissatisfied customer here. Do not know if i will receive any response, i doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, should you require further clarification please do not hesitate to contact me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-114205353831647741?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/114205353831647741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=114205353831647741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/114205353831647741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/114205353831647741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2006/03/yet-another-complain-sigh.html' title='Yet another complain .... sigh !!!'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-114040974957284322</id><published>2006-02-20T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T12:29:09.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complaint to IOI Mall (Parking Management) ....hmp!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I sent an email to the IOI Management, do not know if it will reach the correct person, but i just felt they should do something. I am not as pissed now but stil .... )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Whom It May Concern:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a frequent visitor to IOI Mall Puchong, my nephew was staying near by and he like to go there for window shopping thus I brought him there. The place’s quite alright, the popular book store there is really huge and I was impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then took the escalator downstairs to visit other store, little that I know that it’s furnished with pharmacies, fastfood chain, breadstory and in near future fitness first gym centre. I was thrilled when I found out Fitness First will be starting it’s operation there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did our little shopping in popular bookstore and also bought a drink at A&amp;W Fast Food. Then we were heading back to our car at the rooftop, IOI Mall uses autopay parking system which is very common in all shopping mall these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hopped into the car, started the engine and then headed towards the nearest autopay station. Got my nephew to do the paying while I wait in the car, surprisingly he came back telling me he could not make any payment. I thought it must be a mistake then, so I told him to wait in the car while I line up to make the payment at the autopay machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the autopay machine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I inserted the card as the slot, was waiting for the machine to read the card, surprisingly the screen display “Unreadable Card”. What the heck? How can it happen? Well, I do understand that maybe one in a thousand would have a faulty card. So I was not pissed but then I drove down from the rooftop and headed towards the exit. Why? I thought they may have a parking cashier counter there to make payments for faulty parking tickets. When I was at the exit, I saw a booth which looks like a cashier counter. Walk toward it and I heard whistle blowing and I turn around and saw the parking attendant. So I told him what happened to the card and guess what? It seems like a norm though, because he can advise me immediately what I need to do, and then told me to make my parking payment at the parking cashier counter in the mall near to the entrance at Starbucks.  So I asked him why can’t I make payment at this cashier counter then? Then he explain and said he is not allowed to accept any form of cash payment from customer. (I respect his working attitude, some unethical people might have just taken my cash and let me off the parking lot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So feeling a little pissed, I had to make a u-turn and then drive back to Starbucks which was not that near by, approximately about 500 meters away. Had to park my car at the entrance and then walk into the mall (leaving my nephew in the car alone) and then make my parking payment. And the cashier seems to be dealing with such faulty card so often they immediately know what needs to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My concern here is, such a big corporation like IOI Group, providing facilities like IOI Mall, IOI properties, IOI resort etc but they can’t even provide a proper auto parking system. And there were no indication should the parking ticket have faulty where they can head to. And in usual case, there should be a proper cashier at the exit to assist in case of such incidence. But there wasn’t any, customer had to drive all the way back into the mall and then pay at a cashier counter (located INSIDE the mall).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you all thought about the logistic of such incidence? I do not know about the rest but I feel it’s so troublesome to make a u-turn to make payment at the cashier counter. It’s not like I forgot to pay at the autopay machine but then it’s the card that’s faulty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know if this email will be able to reach to the right person, and I do not know if any actions will be taken. But I feel it’s something that the management should improve on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scenario 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine if I go for a midnight movie and then I had the same problem, would the manual cashier counter be still open? If not, then where can I pay my parking fee? Does this mean the parking attendant will accept my money this time (cause it’s already late at night, and let me off the parking lot), is this promoting illegal collection of parking fee? This is a question we do not have answer for accept the management of IOI Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only midnight movies, in near future when Fitness First start its operation in IOI Mall and now that the operation hours have extended to 11.00 pm, does that also mean if such incidence happen again (faulty parking ticket), will there be a manual parking counter to make payments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope that the management will do something about their autopay machine, systems or tickets. Or set-up a booth at the exit for ease to the customers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-114040974957284322?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/114040974957284322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=114040974957284322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/114040974957284322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/114040974957284322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2006/02/complaint-to-ioi-mall-parking.html' title='Complaint to IOI Mall (Parking Management) ....hmp!'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-113983901018042324</id><published>2006-02-13T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T21:59:39.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Smitten-ed ... with my new found IDOL !!?!??!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/34/4035/640/Baby_Zach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/34/4035/200/Baby_Zach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;My new found IDOL !!!!! Gorgeous !!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I bet everyone will be jealous ... haha ... this gorgeous little baby is my new found IDOL ... his name is Zachary Chiew .....  he is amazingly gorgeous ... huggable ... kissable ... check out his smile ... how many baby can smile the way he does??? He is superbly unique .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;And that's not all ... he is also my little god brother ... haha ... ain't he gorgeous ??!!?? Everyone on my msn just love him ... and everyone wanna get a pinch of him ... i am not gonna let you people torture him ... haha ... coz he is MINE .... MINE .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;By the way .. this picture was taken while i was hugging him ... haha ... he love me too .... hahaha ...... i think i am over excited ...... but just can't help it !!!! Gonna put him on my friendster .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-113983901018042324?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/113983901018042324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=113983901018042324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113983901018042324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113983901018042324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-smitten-ed-with-my-new-found-idol.html' title='I&apos;m Smitten-ed ... with my new found IDOL !!?!??!!'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-113807741806110462</id><published>2006-01-24T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T12:36:58.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So true ..... meaningful to share ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Receive this message on my friendster lately .... quite true ... and good to share with all ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Learn to love&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Message: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Learn to love the people who are with you at present. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Forget the people in the past and thank them for hurting you, which led you to love the people you have right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;When you love someone, you'll do crazy things you can't explain, you'll deny the truth and believe in lies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;When you love someone, you sacrifice, give everything you've got and don't think twice. You risk it all no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Everything in life is temporary because everything changes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;That is why it takes courage to love, knowing it might end anytime... having faith will make it last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Friends are not the one who laughs when you laugh and cry when you cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;They are the ones who make you laugh and stop you from crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Love is the feeling we fall in and out of, and every time we fall off, we learn to hold on tighter... hoping that next time, we may never have to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;They say when love knocks at your door, open it. But do you know that sometimes love enters through the back door and before you begin to notice it, it's on it's way out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Have you ever loved only to let it go?.. Have you ever hated someone and loved him so?.. Have you ever missed someone so bad it made you cry?.. Have you ever seen someone left alone without knowing why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;True: Lucky is the man who wins the first love of a woman but luckier is the woman who wins the last love of a man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Love is not the right word to say when you feel guilty nor the right word to say when you like a person but love really matters when we share our thoughts, our minds, and our hearts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Life has a way of changing things but not the joy that friendship brings, for friendship is like the shining moon, makes each night a brighter one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Love is not for beauty or color of the skin, but for a heart that is loyal within, for beauty fades and the skin would grow old but a heart that is loyal will never turn cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;If someone hurts you, betrays you, or breaks your heart, forgive them for they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious to whom you open your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;A love is easy to feel, so hard to explain; so easy to get, so hard to let go; so easy to spell, so hard to define...and yet everyone is still taking the risk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;That's love!We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in love in mutual weirdness and call it LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Never be afraid to fall in love. It may hurt a lot, it may give you aches and pain, but if you don't follow your heart; in the end you will cry even more for not giving love a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;If someone loves you, love them back not only because they love you, but also because they are teaching you to love and opening your heart and eyes to things you have never seen or felt without them.The past is meant to be used as a tool for the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Bad experiences indeed make you bitter but the lessons learned should make you better.On letting go: it hurts to see someone you love happy with somebody else; but wouldn't it hurt you more to see that person unhappy... with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;When you find arms that will hold you at your weakest, eyes that will see you at your ugliest, lips that will kiss you in both instances, and a heart that will love you at your worst, then you have found true love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Someday, someone might come into your life and love you in a way you always wanted. If your someday was yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-113807741806110462?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/113807741806110462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=113807741806110462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113807741806110462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113807741806110462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-true-meaningful-to-share.html' title='So true ..... meaningful to share ...'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-113802795868403811</id><published>2006-01-23T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T22:52:38.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope he's alright ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I has the weirdest conversation ever .... i thought getting in touch with friends are difficult but then i guess trying my best to keep in touch with friends are even harder .... I had this conversation with a friend ... whom i met online ... and whom i met in real .. and whom i think is a real nice guy ... well i have no intention of stalking him or whatsoever ... just wanna keep in touch with all my friends and know about their beings ... but it seems i might have offended them someway or the other ... i hope things are alright with him now ... do not know what happened to him ... but am hoping things turn out ok for him ... may god bless him ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;mr busy&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;what's up?&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;nothung much&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;checking to see when u r free for 15 mins&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;on &amp; off yeah&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;wat time do u get off work&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;current where is ur site ?&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;i run around&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;this week ?&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;usually around which area ?&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;balakong, shah alam, klang&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;so wide spread&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;what time u usually reach home ?&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;what time u get off work&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;sharp 6 om ?&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;pm&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;depends&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;erm .. wed&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;n thurs&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm really not sure yet&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;salesman just drive around the city&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;no definite location&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;u r the salesman ?&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;since when ?&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;i thought i told u long time ago, if not, sorry&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;u r a salesman now ?&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;alright then u can always drive aroung&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;around&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;and sneak around right ?&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;like i said, depends&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;aiyah&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;then tomolo&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;which area will u be ?&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;tomolo's schedule u know ke gua&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i'll be in the office&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;until somebody calls&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;what time u reach work then ?&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;8.30&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;good&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;where is ur office ?&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;puchong where ?&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;me wanna come have breakfast with u&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;is tat ok mr ?&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;next time lar&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;aiyoo&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;y so poh ma&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;i only need 15 mins&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;or maybe less la&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;don't so po ma can or not&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;next time lar&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;how can u be a man like this ?&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;i also dun understand&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;weird&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i'm weird&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;where about is ur office&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;for once&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;i mean just ONCE&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;give me 15 mins&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;or maybe less&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;and for ONCE&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;stop being weird&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;what do u need?&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;15 mins&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;next time&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;for ONCE stop being weird can or not ?&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;is that oke to just be nice for ONCE ?&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;so is that ok ?&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;harlowwww ....&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;like i told u, i'll call u out on one fine day, then it's up to u to if u wanna come out or not, i won't force u&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;but right now, please don't force me ok?&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;i am not asking u to go out out&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;i just said it's 15 mins&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;nothing long nothing short&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;ok end of story&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;i need to go already&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;have a good nite&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;and its not like i am asking u to have lunch or dinner or breakfast with me&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;what is wrong with u &gt;&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;why can't u just be nice for once&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;is this how u treat ur friends ?&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;this is like madness&lt;br /&gt;JOE says:&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm born to be mean ok?&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;why do u have to say that when u r not&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;i just don't understand&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;is that so hard just to meet up for like 15 mins&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;is like as if u will die&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;and i will die after meeting u&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;it's not like i am gonna stalk u around after that&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry if u think i am forcing u or anything&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;u make me feel as if i am begging u to be my friend&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;and as if i am like pestering u to please me&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;friendship is suppose to be both ways&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;it's more like me clapping on my own .. loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;and not receiving anything from u at all&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;it's not easy to find friends these days&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;and not easy to find friends who wanna keep in touch ...&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;and wanna keep the friendship lasting&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;i may have offended u in some ways&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;or u may have woken up the wrong side of the bed today&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;or something had happen to u recently&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;or u had a plastic surgery to the extent u don't even wanna meet ur friends&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;or ... u r only doing it to me ..&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;if u r only doing it to me ... i really wonder why ... am i born to be bullied by friends ...&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;or am i more suitable for u to be mean to&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;friends don't come easy but they go away very easily&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;so i cherish all my friends now ... age is catching up and it's not easy to find true friends&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;i do not know if u r reading now&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;or u don't even bother reading&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;no point saying anything since u think i am like pestering u&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;just hope u really woke up the wrong side of bed today ... and things were not the way u wan them to today&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;hope things get better for u tomolo&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;anyhow ... sorry if u think it's embarass to have a friend like me&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;to the extent u don't even wana keep in touch&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;anyway ....&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;hope things work out fine for u soon ...&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;hiding away is not the solution...&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;i may not be ur best friend .. but i am one of those who cares ....&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;am putting this conversation in my blog .. asking for opinion&lt;br /&gt;V(^(..)^)V NoLiFe: Again??!!!?? says:&lt;br /&gt;anyway .... please take care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; do you think i was wrong to keep in touch ? do u think i was forcing him to meet up with me ? do you think i should just back off since people do not wanna have friends like me .... real friends are already scarce ... now is even worst ... sigh ... let's put our finger crossed for the better ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-113802795868403811?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/113802795868403811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=113802795868403811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113802795868403811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113802795868403811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2006/01/hope-hes-alright.html' title='Hope he&apos;s alright ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-113734233808107576</id><published>2006-01-15T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T00:25:38.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again ??!!?!?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Wow ... it's been a real long time since i update my blog ...  initially i planned to update the blog during my one week christmas break .... but guess what ? i had to work that particular week and my leave was still counted .. no replacement at all ... oh well .. can't be too calculative i guess ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Work has not been all that smooth lately .... either i am getting too demanding or ... i get bored too easuly .. not even sure what kinda job really suit me ... sometimes i wonder how the older people stay with a job for almost 10 - 20 years without changing ... big question ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I don't remember writing this in my blog before ... or even if i had .. it must have been quite sometime back .. it's about my bosses feel insecure about my capabilities .. they think i will go behind their back an open a company to be their competitor, but i have never intended to .. how can an employee continue working in such environment ... no matter what they still have the thinking i will go behind their back and open up another company with the supplier / vendors and then be their competitor ... i don't think i would do that ... but if this is what they think i don't think i can help it ... all i cay say it ... i will do whatever i can to help them in their business and if i have already done my best i don't think i have any regrets at all ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I don't feel guilty for saying so ... and i don't think i should ... coz i feel if they don't trust me it's their loss and not mine ... working in such environment really makes me feel ... when it comes to money .. i don't think even the strongest friendship can hold ... it's always money come first ... do you all agree .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;maybe i am getting older or something ... i feel i get tired easily  during work .. and i get really stressed ... thus causing me to have tension migraine ... which i think it's not good for my health ... and yes ... i have made plans to leave this job .. maybe after chinese new year ... need to check on my opportunities first ... not sure what i'd llike to explore further ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;wish me luck ...... and pray hard ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It happened again ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It happened to me again ... i had the feeling of lost again .. i told my kor kor 'JC' about it ... and he thinks i am really stupid to feel so and think so much about for ... but i could not help it ... it just happens .... sometimes i wonder how long it takes to take it off my mind .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;the feeling of sadness is really tough to measure ... it could reach to the extend where tears will not roll down your cheeks anymore ... and it will also make you feel so empty ... like an empty shell ... and no matter what you tried filling the shell with ... it will not hold ... it will still be empty .... the only option available is to change the shell totally ... but is it that easy to find another shell?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;last week.. i had the feel for short of breathe again ... and yet again the feel of heartache .... as if no blood is pumping into the heart .... people may think i am the strongest girl ever ... but the truth is ... i maybe the weakest link here ... i sometimes wonder how it would be if my mum is still around ... would she be here to console me ... to give me support ... and to give me the advise i needed ... i suddenly feel i miss my mum alot .... i mean alot ... wonder how she's doing and all ... wondering if she knows her daugthter misses her alot ... and her daugther is not doing so well in all areas ... and her daughter met lots of failure  ... does she know it ? and watch over me at wherever she is .... how much longer do i have to be in this .... how much longer? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I have never demanded for anything extra ... just a some will do the trick ... just some ... that's all i am asking for ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-113734233808107576?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/113734233808107576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=113734233808107576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113734233808107576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113734233808107576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2006/01/again.html' title='Again ??!!?!?!!'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-113508001576582084</id><published>2005-12-20T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T20:21:31.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Distance - Janice Wei</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;When I'm feeling blue, lost without a clue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Sparks between our eyes, nothing can be as true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Sing my life for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Painting that I drew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;One plus one makes two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;How i wish to caress you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Tell me where we're heading to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;What we do may seem so crude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Where's the good in our goodbyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The time you leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The time you break my heart in two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;*Even though we're far apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Send my love with all my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;When you miss me at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Look at the star shining bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;For the time you pulled me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;All the things I do for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Running tears from my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Thinking how will I survive next goodbyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Lovely song ... very good indeed for a newbie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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Wei'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-113423279760177896</id><published>2005-12-11T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T00:39:57.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANDY LAU is AWESOME !!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;10 of December 2005 .. the day i will always remember .....Wow .... it's so ... so .... unbelieavable ... i can't never felt happier .... hahahaha ..... it's the day ... the day .... he came by and made my day became the brightest ever ...... people may not believe me .. because they don't feel it as much as i do .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;My started out alright ... could not sleep last night ... could be due to too much gym sessions .. or i was too excited .... but i forced myself to go to bed ... i think i slept at 3 am ... i dunno ... maybe ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;anyway .... i did my usual routines today .. went to gym and all ... came back home and was so so prepared to go for the concert ... haha .... my friend who was suppose to go to the concert with me called me a couple of times ... haha ... asking me if i was ready ... i told him ... never been more prepared ... haha ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;then came about 6.30 pm ... i engaged my younger sis to send me to Merdeka Stadium ... but ... something came up .... so then my elder sis had to take over the task to send me there ... when we hit old klang road ... it was alright ... but then when we hit mid valley they jam started ... so we thought .. the people must be heading into mid valley ... but to my horror ... they were not ... the cars were all heading towards KL ... and the jam was .... i dunno how to explain it ... it made me feel so anxious ... by then it was about 7.15pm ... i was so scared that i would be late for the concert and all ... but little did i realise .... my brother in-law is a really good ferrari driver (if you know what i mean... hehe ) ... anyway .. i reach the place in time and then met up with my friend 'L' ..... and then we walk into the stadium together ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My first impression ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I felt awesome .... the stage was huge ... the setting was so good ... he brought the whole staging from Hong Kong (i think) over to KL .... and it was so good .... by the time we were seated ... it was about 8 ish ... then my friend 'L' said that he will probably only start at about 9 ish ... i say ... nope .. i think he will probably start at about 8.30 pm ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;there were loads of people ... i mean loads .... on our way in we were given a pack of tissue .. i was thinking ... such cooling weather i doubt i would sweat as much ... but little did i know what the tissue was meant for ... it was to wipe the wet chairs .. hehe ... before the concert begin .... rain was pouring all over ... hehe ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The show ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The lights were off .... and then the spotlight were on the stage ... music came on and ... the door opened (i thought i was a sliding door... but it was not ) ... haha ...then .. the smoke .... the dancers .... and then finally .... ARGH &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Andy was in the middle of the stage ... oh my god ... he look so gorgeous .... with that moustache ... he look so mature ... and still so handsome ... he is just so so so so ... good looking ... and stylo .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;He started singing .... and i started shouting (i could feel my throat a little itchy now ...) ... i enjoyed it so much .... the best part is ... with all the song practice i had ... there were actually playing the lyrics on the projection screen ... hahaha ... how good is that ? awesome !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;My friend 'L' took a few snapshots and also a few videos ... hopefully i can get it as soon as possible ... hahaah .... can't wait can't wait ... hahaha .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i dunno how to write about the concert here ... coz i am so so out of words now ... there was one part ... he was changing his clothes on stage ... ARGH ...... could see his thighs ... his butt ... he feet (with socks) .... it took him a short while to change only .... but he was so COOL ... i mean he look so good even with the sweat dripping all over his face and forehead and arms and all ... he is just too good to write about ... hahahaha ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;he sang quite a number of songs .. i could hardly keep track .. i was so into the concert ... at one point of time .. he was showing snapshots of his old movies ... it was so cool .... he showed a few ... full throttle, Lee Rock, Infernal Affairs, and also snapshots where he won the best actor in Hong Kong Film .... everyone shouted and screamed all their hearts out ... i did the same too ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Then he showed snapshots of a film 'Running on Karma' then i knew he was gonna wear his muscular suit out and sing us a song .... and i was right ... he did ... he still look gorgeous with that multi-layered muscular suit ..... and then he sang his latest song 'Cai Yi Che Shuo Wo Ai Ni' .... Argh .... love him love him ... awesome ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;not only that... he even played us his latest MV with 'Li Xing Jie' ... with the song title 'Kai Chuk Tam Qing' ..... we were the first few people to view the MV ah ... his album is not even out yet .. but we get to view his MV already ... hahaa ... how cool is that .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;then then .... he sang and sang ... he invited 2 special guest .... 'Lam Ka Tung' and also 'Wong Yat Wah' .... they both could sing quite well ... suprisingly .. and jokingly Andy said that he will allow 'Lam Ka Tung' to release an album ... hehe .... cool hor ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;What more can i say .. he can sing, he can act, he can draw crowds .... and he can joke ... he is humourous ..... he is cute ... he is good looking .. he is ... just everything ... hahahaha ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I wish i could write more ... but i just dunno how to put my feeling into words ... it's just too hard to describe ... i am worry if i write it all out ... the feeling my slip away ... i wanna have a good night sleep dreaming about him .... and the concert ... and i dunno ... anything to do with him .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;he ended the concert with one final song '17 years old' .. one of my favourite song ... he sang it so well ... love him love him ... all the audience were singing along with him throughout the concert .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;then ... it was the finale ... and guess what ... i never expected this.... there were fireworks ... right on top of my head ... i have never seen fireworks that close .... and it was so so beautiful ... with the fireworks and all .. the door started closing .... and it was called a night .... but .. it was the most spectacular concert i have ever been to ... a full 3 hours of show ..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;He will always be ... the one and only person i adore before .... now and in the future .... for he is not only a good person ... but he is a person who can bring sunshine and smiles to my life ... never been happier .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It was a really enjoyable night ... and i enjoyed myself very much ... awesome ... just too awesome ... no words can describe the way i feel now .... no words .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-113423279760177896?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/113423279760177896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=113423279760177896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113423279760177896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113423279760177896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/12/andy-lau-is-awesome.html' title='ANDY LAU is AWESOME !!!!!!'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-113388041171181162</id><published>2005-12-06T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T22:49:47.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's either me or the instruction ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I have not been good at updating my blog .... why ? sometimes i am lazy ... sometimes i have nothing to write about .... or maybe i only write when i have the inspiration to ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Creative Writing Workshop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I attended a creative writing workshop at Subang USJ the other day ... so i thought i would learn things about improving my writing skills ... but then it's more to that ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The invited speaker was John Ling (whom is an author in overseas at places like UK and US.. but aren't famous here) ... he's really cool ... he is only 23 years old but he is already an author ... i guess lady luck was on his side ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;anyhow .. he provided some really good practical skills for people who are interested in writing and also taught us how we can get our stories published .... interesting hey ... i was thinking about it ... will my writings be publish some day ... then i thought ... neahhh ... no way ... i am writing just for my own pleasure ... don't think i can write a short story, or novella, worst still a novel ... haha ... over tens and thousands of words .... i don't think i have the ability to ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;anyway .... yet to read books written by John Ling .... just like to know how Malaysia author fair in writing novels .... interesting hor .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Instructions ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Today I was given a task to check out some pubs and bistro around klang valley .... as per my understanding i was suppose to look for pubs and bistro with oriental feel, like in the 50's or 60's .... as we need to suite our latest theme of our latest proposed event .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;so i thought i only need to hunt for such pubs and bistro ... so as i finished my last stop ... i realise i only visited 3 of these kinda places ... so then i sent a text message to my boss ... telling her i finish all the places i need to go and ask if she have any other suggested place .. and guess what she replied .... "Look for other suitable places to fit 100 pax, and take snap shots " ... i was stoned for a moment ... since when i had to look for other criteria ... my boss should have told me earlier ... and i could have just visited other so-called related place ... so i replied "I left Hartamas already and the places there are not suitable and the places are quite small not presentable to fit 100 pax" .... and then she replied "Why didn't you give us a call first before leaving any places, instead of checking the places once, we have to go twice, it's a waste of time ... we should have backup in case the suggested place is not agreeable "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Haloooo ... i was only taking instructions ... i.e 'to look for a place with oriental feel' and since when i had to look at other criteria .... sometimes i feel my boss just don't trust me or something ... as if i will take the time off and go some other place ... and not doing what i was suppose to do ... that frustrates me ... i was lost in KLCC (and yes i was ... i dunno where i was turning to ) ... then i took a wrong turn and then ended up in Ampang (i was totally lost there ... no signage no nothing ... i did not know where i was heading to) .... then finally i found the way out ... then had to head to hartamas ... take a quick peek .... but there weren't any suitable place there .... then i went to phileo to check out a place .... by then it was almost 7 plus ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;If i were to cheat or even trying to sneak out and 'snake king' .... i would just drive home and rest ... and how can she say it's a waste of time to just visit a few places ... how can u expect your employee to visit all the pubs and bistro in Klang Valley .... and by the way ... i only left my office at about 3 pm ... how much time do i have ? Officially i get off work at 6 pm .... but i was not even being calculative .... this really frustrates me .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;anyway .... it does not matter ... as i don't quite care what they think ... so long ... i get all my work done in time ... and everything was handled properly ... i don't give a damn about what other people thinks ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;one of my bosses think i am beginning to be more comfortable at work ... but nope ... i don't think so ... i am happier only because of other elements .... not because of work environment ... but anyhow ... it does not matter that much .... so long i feel happy .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;well .... letting out frustration through blog sometimes makes me feel good .. and much more relax .... don't feel as tense .... not bad ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;alright ..... it was a really tiring day today ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-113388041171181162?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/113388041171181162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=113388041171181162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113388041171181162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113388041171181162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-either-me-or-instruction.html' title='It&apos;s either me or the instruction ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-113262645796707619</id><published>2005-11-22T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T10:27:37.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates on my experi-perience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reply from Nando's&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I'm happy to see your reply.&lt;br /&gt;After reading your e-mail, I really feel proud. You are Nando's loyal supporter. With the advice and support that you give to us, we will try our best to improve ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, can I offer you 4pcs Chicken Meal voucher, can I recruit you as my mystery shopper? I'm really appreciated your kindness &amp; support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your info, every Quarter of the year, we will recruit people to help us to do mystery shopper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will consider my request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Thanks &amp; Regards, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Kylie&lt;br /&gt;" Nandos Chickenland Malaysia "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----Original Message-----From: Feng Feng [mailto:wyfeng@lycos.com] Sent: Monday, November 21, 2005 5:56 PMTo: kylieCc: Jeff ; 'Keng Swee'; jason@nandos.com.mySubject: RE: My experi-perience !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;br /&gt;Your mail has been scanned by InterScan VirusWall.&lt;br /&gt;***********-***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Kylie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the prompt reply. I read this email last Friday but did not have the time to reply. I am glad Nando's is concern about the food quality and doing something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I received a call from the restaurant manager in Sunway Pyramid, if not mistaken i think her name was 'Ms Maya'. She apologized to me and invited me to Nando's in Sunway Pyramid again for either lunch or dinner.(On Nando's treat) Appreciate it very much but I rejected her, not because i was mad or angry, i just thought that an arranged dinner or lunch will always be the best of the best. I prefer an imprompt to visit to the outlet on my own with my friends. At least i get to know if the quality was improved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'd like to take the opprotunity to thank you for listening to my long story about my experi-perience and taking action to investigate about the issue. Looking forward to have the same old quality and taste of chicken again. (be sure to keep the quality and taste of the side dishes as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i have anymore unpleasant experi-perience with Nando's i will write again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-113262645796707619?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/113262645796707619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=113262645796707619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113262645796707619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113262645796707619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/11/updates-on-my-experi-perience.html' title='Updates on my experi-perience'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-113231634425692123</id><published>2005-11-18T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T20:19:04.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Replies from Nando's Chicken Land</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Below are the replies i get from Nando's ... really wonder if they really do a follow-up .... interesting hor ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;From: kylie &lt;kylie@nandos.com.my&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="ft" href="http://mymail01.mail.lycos.com/scripts/addr/addressbook.cgi?showpaddress=1&amp;popup=0&amp;amp;mnum=1132313187&amp;folder=INBOX&amp;amp;order=Newest&amp;mstart=1&amp;amp;mview=a&amp;msg_uid=1132313187&amp;amp;mprev=&amp;mnext=1132279877&amp;amp;action=add&amp;email=kylie@nandos.com.my"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;[Save Address]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="ft" href="http://mymail01.mail.lycos.com/scripts/mail/blocksender.mail?show=yes&amp;amp;pbox=0&amp;folder=INBOX&amp;amp;msg_uid=1132313187&amp;msgret=%26folder%3DINBOX%26order%3DNewest%26mstart%3D1%26mview%3Da%26msg_uid%3D1132313187%26mprev%3D%26mnext%3D1132279877&amp;amp;email=kylie@nandos.com.my"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;[Block Sender]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="ft" href="http://mymail01.mail.lycos.com/scripts/mail/reportspam.mail?show=1&amp;.popup=0&amp;amp;folder=INBOX&amp;msg_uid=1132313187&amp;amp;done=%2Fscripts%2Fmail%2Fread.mail%3Fpbox%3D0%26folder%3DINBOX%26order%3DNewest%26mstart%3D1%26mview%3Da%26msg_uid%3D1132313187%26mprev%3D%26mnext%3D1132279877"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;[This Is Spam]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:wyfeng@lycos.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;wyfeng@lycos.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;CC: "Jeff " &lt;jeffrey@nandos.com.my&gt;, "'Keng Swee'" &lt;kengswee@nandos.com.my&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: RE: My experi-perience !!!&lt;br /&gt;Date: Fri, 18 Nov 2005 18:32:20 +0800&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Dear Yin Feng,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for taking time to contact us with regards to your unpleasant experience at Nando's Sunway Pyramid . Please accept my sincere apology with regards to the bad experience there. We have noted your details and immediately directed to our Operation Team for investigation.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;At Nando's, we have always believe that nothing is more important than customer satisfaction. In order to achieve this objective, it is necessary that we provide superb product together with an excellent level of service. It is only loyal customers such as you remain in contact with us that made us aware areas in need of urgent attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m very happy and very welcome your feedback to us. It’s a valuable feedback to us. Our Operation Team is doing the investigation now and once we have the result, we shall feedback to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you once again for your feedback for giving us the opportunity to rectify our mistake. Please accept my apology for the unfortunate incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need any further assistance, please do hesitate to contact me at 03-2032 4988 or e-mail me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Thanks &amp; Regards,&lt;br /&gt;                Kylie&lt;br /&gt;" Nandos Chickenland Malaysia "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----Original Message-----From: Jason [mailto:jason@nandos.com.my] Sent: Friday, November 18, 2005 12:03 PMTo: KylieSubject: Fw: My experi-perience !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kylie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls reply to customer, copy to restaurant and Business Manager.   also let&lt;br /&gt;the Patrao decide what would be the approriate actions to take and win this&lt;br /&gt;customer back.  Thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-113231634425692123?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/113231634425692123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=113231634425692123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113231634425692123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113231634425692123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/11/replies-from-nandos-chicken-land.html' title='Replies from Nando&apos;s Chicken Land'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-113228304317589284</id><published>2005-11-18T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T11:04:03.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complain Queen ... hmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Recently, I made 2 complains and i suddenly felt like i am a complain queen ... but i am just trying to voice out my dissatisfaction...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Second complain : Nando's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To Whom It May Concern,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 17 November 2005 (Thursday), I visited Nando’s in Sunway Pyramid. I am proud to say that I am a fan to Nando’s Chicken.&lt;br /&gt;The taste of the chicken are delicious, the choice of side dishes are good with options of  Mediterranean Rice, Peri Chips, Greek Salad, Coleslaw, Old Style Chips, Peri Corn. One of my favorite is Peri Chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my visit to Sunway Pyramid’s Nando’s was a horror. I ordered my usual Lemon and Herb Chicken Thigh with Mediterranean Rice and Peri Chips. When the food was served, it’s looks really good. The chicken was outlined with the grilling marks, the aroma was appealing, the peri chips can be seen as just got out from the deep fryer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the rice looks awful, my first bite was to take a spoonful of rice and to my horror it tasted so bad. The rice was overheated (been cooked since morning and the rice keep reheating in the rice cooker) causing the rice to dried up. And the green peas turned color from fresh green to olive green. The rice was supposed to be yellowish but it turnout to be brownish because of the dried rice included in to the same pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not mind, I then started feasting into the chicken (my favorites of cause). The first bite tasted really good, like all other outlets I have been to. Then I poured in some Garlic flavored sauce on to my plate and continue feasting on my chicken. My second cut to the chicken was a nightmare to me, I saw that the chicken was not thoroughly cook, and there were still blood clogs (reddish color) at the inner part of the chicken. I was shocked as it never happened to me before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately I asked for a change, the service was really good. There were no questions asked but they agree to change it for me. I waited for about 10 minutes of so, still no sign of the chicken. I then asked the same waiter, he then asked me to hold on and 2 minutes later he came back with the plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy and thought I can feast on the chicken again. To my horror, I notice that the same plate (my first plate) was used to serve me with a new piece of chicken with new scooped rice. How did I realize? Well, if you remembered I poured in some garlic sauce onto the place for dipping and the same garlic sauce was still on the plate. Geeeeesssshhhh .. how could this happen? Alright, I did not mind and thought well it’s my plate from the beginning after all. So I started with my chicken again to make sure it’s thoroughly cooked. Then I started the rice, how can I say? This time the rice was soft like porridge and the color was not even, yellow and white and the taste were so blend. It does not even taste like the usual Mediterranean Rice I used to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I thought that isn’t so bad so I started to eat my peri chip. When I fork touched it, the peri chip hopped out from the plate as my fork could not get through the fries as the fries were cold and hardens. Geeeeeessshhhh … my friend who was having dinner with me said it’s really not your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my concern is really the quality of the meal I am having in Nando’s. I have been to many Nando’s in other outlet but this happened to be the worst I have ever visited and I was reading through the feedback form and realize there was this ‘The Escudo, A Symbol Of Our Promise’ which was suppose to keep the promise to give excellent quality and flavor. I have never doubted the quality of Nando’s  as I have visited outlets in Mid Valley, Citrus Park and even in Penang Airport, the taste were still good despite how busy the outlet was. But this is the worst outlet I have ever experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend told me that even if I wrote a long essay or complaint, Nando’s will not even bother reading it and would not even response to it. I hope he is wrong, I am not hoping to get anything in return but just want to tell you about my my every chirp and burning experi-perience at Nando’s and see how you can improve them in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-113228304317589284?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/113228304317589284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=113228304317589284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113228304317589284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113228304317589284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/11/complain-queen-hmmmm.html' title='Complain Queen ... hmmmm'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-113078286592290975</id><published>2005-11-01T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T02:21:05.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The feeling of flying FFK ompared to 747 or an Airbus ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It's been a while since i last update my blog ... 2 reasons ... i dun have the time to ... and i was a little lazy when i have the time to ...  too many things happen lately ... sometimes it's hard to put it in words .. or when you finally wanna put it down in words ... it does not feel the same anymore ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Well .. my topic for today is about FFK .... true enough .. i am one of those people who flies FFK ... but then even if i fly FFK ... i know when to apologize and also make up for it ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Recently, i gotto know a new friend through the internet, how i got to know him?? Well... recently i joined a forum .. and yes it's the Andy Lau forum ... =P .... I can never run away from Andy Lau can i .... haha ... just love him love him ... anyway ... so i joined the forum ... so in order to download some new mvs, mp3s or even video clips, we have to be a member .... so there is like a memberlist or something where you can view all members of andy lau forum ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So happen on one of the Tuesday .... someone added me in MSN .... the nick does not look weird or anything ... it was 'mangfu' ... which reminds me of Andy Lau .. so then i decided to add him in my list and check out who he really is ... so added and then we started chatting ... and little did i know ... Andy Lau have got really loyal fans out there ... i am not trying to promote Andy Lau here though ... this mangfu is actually 2 years younger than me ... but he is a reallly loyal fans .. he goes for his concert. listens to his songs, buys his merchandises etc ... all a fan would do ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I know of many guys who like Andy Lau but not a guy like him ... but it was fun though ... cos we have many common topics to talk about and it's all mainly about Andy Lau ... so what happen was .. i made booking for an Andy Lau's new movie 'Wait Till You're Older' ... and was suppose to watch it with a friend .. but he has got last minute request which requires him to do some work ... so he had to fly a FFK for a  valid reason ....  so then .. i was a little dissapointed ...  i made bookings for a thursday show ... and i had no one in mind i like to go for the movie with .. and so happen i was still chatting with 'mangfu' so i invited him for the movies instead ... (bear in mind ... i do not know him .. and i have not met him ... ) so ... i do not know what has gotten into me ... i just invited him for the movies lor ... i then realise .. fudge .. what have i gotten myself into ... darn .... nothing else i could do ... i asked for his IC number, his full name and a pic of him .... haha .. and sent it to a good friend of mine .. telling her i am going out with this stranger on thursday ... if she dun see me on friday .. she will need to go to the police station to make a report ... haha =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Anyway ... i went to the movies .. safely .. and i am still alive and kicking ... and updating my blog .. =P ... we could click during out first meeting ... and i thought we did become good friends ... so atter the movies .. we sms or call each other .. and he will tell me about his love for this girl name 'AC' ... so it was kinda fun anyway ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;so then ... after a 2 weeks or so .. we became quite good friends ... that's what i thought .. and with Andy Lau's new movies screening again ... 'All About Love' ... so we made a deal that we will watch it together ... and we AGREED to watch it together .. coz it's not easy to find some other people who are also interested in Andy Lau's movies .. anyway .... during the week when the movie was screened, both of us were busy and tied up with work .. so we decided to watch it the week after ... but he had to go to Penang .. then i say .. maybe during the weekends or something .. and he mentioned he will inform me ... (this conversation about the movies was on a Sunday afternoon at about 1 pm ....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Little did i know .. when i reach home at night ... this new found friend of mine ... had the guts to come and tell me ... 'Guess what? I just got back from Andy Lau movie .... very nice .. i am sure you will like it' ... Gosh .. what was my reaction suppose to be .. so i said 'GOOD' .... and then he was trying to tell me the plot .. then i told him off ... i said 'I am sorry and i don't feel like talking to you' ... and he asked me 'why' .. so i told him off again ... he was suppose to watch the movie with me ... but he went and watch the movie ... without even telling me ... and have the guts to come and tell me after watching the movie .. and how good the movie was ..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;He then told me ... 'don't like that .... i was it with 'AC' ... so ...' .. so then i told him .. its ok ..... i just don't feel like talking to him ... so he kept messaging me .. i was a little pissed .. i told him to stop messaging me .. else i will block him off my msn list ... so he did stop messaging me ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The next day he message me again .. pretending nothing happened ... i was even angrier ..... i am angry not becos be din watch the movie with me ... i am angry becoz .. he could have just sms me or call me to tell me he is watching a movie with 'AC' and they might be watching 'All About Love' and he is sorry ... he will make up to me .. by watching other movies ... but .. NO ... he did not do that .. worst of all he DID NOT ... and i repeat ... he DID NOT even apologize to me for such incident ... not even once ... saying he is sorry ... he din not tell me he is watching the movie with some other people ... harlow ... we don't make deals or promises if we can't fulfill ... unless emergency ... and yes i know he likes ' AC' and would be thrilled to watch such a romantic movie like 'All About Love' with her ... yet .. he could have just told me when he already decided to watch the movie with her .. and not making me wait like a fool .. to watch it with him .. despite my other friends who have invited me to watch the movie together with them ( my friends offered becoz they knew i love Andy Lau and for sure i will watch the movie) ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Without taking into consideration about how i feel ... and yes i am a playful person .. i joke about almost everything ...  i do not know why Shy means .. it's not even in my dictionary ... i can be really open minded ... etc ... Still i prefer people to respect me to a certain degree and not taking things for granted ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;this is like the biggest FFK ever flied .... to make things worst ... it's been 2 weeks .. and he had not even apologize to me ... and i am still treating him cool .. talk less with him ... never sms him ... and when he ask me questions i only answer with one word ... and if required will answer with more words .... i told myself ... am not treating him as a friend .. not until he apologize ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I may sound childish but i think it's a type of manners .... and people like him should learn ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This story tells us not to fly FFK or 747 or even airbus for no valid reasons .... really do hope mangfu realise soon ... don't wanna make enemies .. just prefer to have more friend ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;but may god bless those who flies FFK .... they are really brave to do so with even an apology ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-113078286592290975?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/113078286592290975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=113078286592290975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113078286592290975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/113078286592290975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/11/feeling-of-flying-ffk-ompared-to-747.html' title='The feeling of flying FFK ompared to 747 or an Airbus ...'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-112843628075663615</id><published>2005-10-04T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T22:31:20.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying 'I Love You' Once More .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;If you were given a chance to say 'I Love You' once more ... who would you say it to and why ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I am sure many people will think of their ex-bfs or ex-gfs when it comes to this question .. and most of you will wanna say 'I Love You' once more to your ex-bfs or ex-gfs ..... it's natural though ... or should i say .. it's the malaysian ... or would it be the asean style .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;As for me ... yes i admit ... the first person that pops up in my mind is actually one of my ex-bf .... and the reason why i thought of him is because i felt regret not telling him how much i love him and how much i appreciated him ... but then ... after a while .... i realise ... NO .... he is not the person whom i wanna express my love to .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;In fact the person i like to express my love to .... it's not around anymore ... and i have never told her how much i love her .... or how much i appreciates the things she had done for me ... and how much i wanna let her know that ... i am independent and capable of taking care of myself ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;the person is actually my mum ..... my mum passed away 4 years ago ... when she died ... i was not in Malaysia ... i was in Australia ... and i had to take the earliest and the fastest flight possible to get back to Malaysia ... i was only there for one month .. or even less ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I never had the chance to speak to her .. neither did i had the chance to hold her hand .... not even the chance to hear her breathe .... i felt regret and guilty ... regret for not listening to her ... and being stubborn to go overseas to study ... i felt guilty for being her burden while i am oversea .. and she had to pay for all the expenses ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;She had done so much for the family and she never had the chance to enjoy life .... i felt regret for not telling her how much i love her .. and how much i appreciate all she has done for me and the family .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I guess it's not common for asians .... they never express their love for their family ... and they never tell their parents how much they love them ... probably these are practice in the new generation .. but not in my generation ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;With that i feel more regret ... regret for not taking care of my mum when i had to chance to ... regret for not respecting her when she is still around .... regret for not obeying her when she asked me to ... and many more ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;All that has passed .... the clock can't turn around anymore ... i will never ... i meant NEVER EVER have the chance to tell her how much i love her and how much i appreciate her ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;All i can do to compensate back her goodness is by taking good care of my dad ... and making sure he enjoys life now ... respect him no matter what ... and agree to all he has to say about anything at all .... that's my goal now .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So if i were given one more chance to say 'I Love You' .... i will say it to my mum .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUM......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-112843628075663615?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/112843628075663615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=112843628075663615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112843628075663615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112843628075663615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/10/saying-i-love-you-once-more.html' title='Saying &apos;I Love You&apos; Once More .....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-112831369001674307</id><published>2005-10-03T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T12:28:10.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincidence or what ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Meant to write this issue some time back ... but was either lazy or did not have the time ... not sure which reason already ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Recently my company hired new telemarketeers .... and there is this new telemarketeer which when i first met ... i stoned for about 10 seconds... maybe less maybe more ... anyway .... the reason why i stoned was ... he looks so much like 'him' ... is it coincidence or what ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I really dunno if it's really fated or what .... it's just so freaky ... whenever i am almost there to forget about things ... there will definitely be things or issues around to remind me of 'him' ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This chap in my office ... resembles 'him' so much .... i could hardly take my eyes off when i pass by him ... (on my way to the washroom) .... but .. they have the similar looks .... but many other different things ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I was thinking of listing down the difference between the 2 of them but then i felt ... it's does not really matter to me now ... does it ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;But the chap in my office really reminds me of 'him' ... the rabbit tooth, the now and then goatie, the broad shoulder, the slight baldness, the chubby side of him , the age ...almost everything ... except the height ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;sometimes i feel .... why do all these happen ? why are there similar looking people around the world ... i have already accepted the fact that the world is really small ... and it's round .... which makes whats goes around comes around ... but this is like ... unexpected ... wanna left go thoroughly and start anew ... but then ... why ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Do any of you know why ?? i really wonder ..... seriously wonder .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-112831369001674307?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/112831369001674307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=112831369001674307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112831369001674307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112831369001674307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/10/coincidence-or-what.html' title='Coincidence or what ???'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-112826569552838383</id><published>2005-10-02T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T23:15:03.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam's B'day celebration .... fooo yuhhhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/combine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/combine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yummy Yummy .....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This is just a temporary picture .. trying to add some captions to it ... more pictures to come ... stay tune ... hehe ... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-112826569552838383?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/112826569552838383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=112826569552838383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112826569552838383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112826569552838383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/10/sams-bday-celebration-fooo-yuhhhhh.html' title='Sam&apos;s B&apos;day celebration .... fooo yuhhhhh'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-112779314961921529</id><published>2005-09-27T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T11:52:29.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Andy Lau ... WoooHoooo ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Oh my god .... Andy Lau is coming to KL and he's gonna have a concert in December ... the one and only concert in SEA ... haha ... i am so excited ... can't wait till it's december ... it's gonna be awesome .... of coz .. i made bookings for my tickets already .... and of coz it's the most expensive one ... RM 350 ... muahahahaha ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;and i found someone to watch the concert with me ... haha ... initially he was suppose to sponsor me for the ticket ... and then my 'meanie' friend 'MW' reminded me of something ... a normal friend would not sponsor another normal friend a RM 350 ticket .. unless he ... ahem .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;so it kinda got me thinking a little ... and then realise ... 'yeah hor ... why would he ?" so then i decided ... maybe not ... let's just pay for our own tickets ... haha ... besides .. i have 5% discount .. it's not alot ... but ... better than nothing ma .... muahahaha ... can't wait can't wait ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Also .. it's the 27 Sept today .. and it's Andy Lau's Burfday ... he's probably in HK right now ... celebrating his burfday with his parents and all .. .. and i doubt he read this blog ... but i just wanna wish him a very 'Happy Burfday" and hope that everything goes well with him ... he need not worry .. i will definitely support his new movie 'Wait till you're older' .. how can i not support .... No way !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Last saturday ... was passing by Jalan Hang Tuah ... and something caught my attention, the Monorail pillars .... arghh !!!! they have Andy Lau's picture all over them .... haha ... he became of of the ambassador for a swiss watch 'CYMA' ... and they are having promotions now ... so his pictures are every where ... gosh !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Then, on Sunday .. i dropped by at City Chain near my house to check out on 'CYMA' watches ...  =P ... haha ... saw a bunting at the entrance of City Chain ... then stepped in and asked if they have CYMA watches for women .. and of coz they do .. so i was browsing ... and the sales assistant showed me a watch .... really nice ... nothing special .. besides having the numbering in romans .... its light, flat and .... nothing else .... so then i asked for the price ... it cost RM 999 with 10% discount ... my jaw almost dropped ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;By the way ... i never knew about this brand ... until i saw them on Jalan Hang Tuah with Andy Lau ... haha ... so i never knew the price ... but i kinda expected it to be a branded watch ... so then i asked further ... the sales assistant said ... with this purchase you get a pair of freen pen, postcards, posters as well as the bunting at the entrance ... hahaha .. special offer for me =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;that got my adrenalin running wild ... but then .. i think again .. is it worthy ? my answer is NO ... so in the end ... i told him i have to think about it ....  conclusion ... it's just an obsession ....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-112779314961921529?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/112779314961921529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=112779314961921529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112779314961921529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112779314961921529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/09/andy-lau-wooohoooo.html' title='Andy Lau ... WoooHoooo ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-112779234194016811</id><published>2005-09-27T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T11:39:01.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Old Times ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;My buddy was back from Shanghai for a couple of days ... and i was so glad to have her around ... only to realise how much i miss her ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;She reminded me about alot of thing .. . all the happy moments we share when we were still studying ... the problem free days ... clock cannot turn around anymore ... but its only memories we can keep .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It's funny .... when you were studying .. you wish you were working ... and when you are working ... you wish you were studying .... when will one person be satisfy with whatever they have, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I read a blog recently and there was this phrase he used that was so true .... "It's so easy and simple to write 'Ren' in chinese character but then it's so difficult to be one" ... i find it kinda true in some ways ... and i like the phrase very much ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Well .... catching up with my buddy again was awesome ... having her around during meals .. like having a bowl of asam laksa, kangkung sotong, lin chee kang etc ...strolling along in pasar malam ... it's relaxing .... but the trip was a little too short for her and for me ... was hoping she could stay longer ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;but she changed alot ... for the good of coz ... she became more mature .... and she knows how to take care of other people ... including her family members, her bf .. and also her friends .... i am so glad she is happy with her life right now ... and most importantly she enjoys it ... and i know that 'C' .. her bf will take good care of her ... through her ... i feel that 'C' is a totally different 'species' from all the other bf she ever had ... from the outlook, to his character, to his behaviour etc .... he could just be the one .... let's cross finger and pray for my friend ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;sometimes i miss her so much .. i wish she were here with me .. even just by giving me a hug ... that's all i need ... in fact she actually bought me a pillow .. in a human shape ... with a little note saying that .. whenever i feel sad or lonely .. i can hug that pillow and imagine her hugging me ... though the pillow is not big enough to hug the 'whole' of me ... but it was good enough to comfort me whenever i feel down .... that's what's important .... the thought of her comforts me ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;She back in Shanghai now ... ain't sure when she will be back again ... most probably during cny ... kinda miss her though .... hope she's reading this ... and replies my email ... hehe =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-112779234194016811?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/112779234194016811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=112779234194016811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112779234194016811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112779234194016811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/09/good-old-times.html' title='Good Old Times ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-112779130164254222</id><published>2005-09-23T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T11:21:41.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Dead Cat"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Why dead cat? Well, encounter some incidence again... had to swallow two huge dead cat ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Dead cat No. 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;We had an event which was really troublesome due to many people making decisions and no final decisionare made in every meeting .. so things are everywhere, here and there ... by right it was suppose to be my project but then in the end my boss handled it ... and i became the assistant ... there were couple of meeting i did not attend so there are thing that were not update to me ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;so during the event day ... there were suppose to have 3 barrels of beer to serve the people but we did not order .. why? my boss had a meeting about ordering beers and wine etc but then she forgot to inform me about the order so it was not communicated to the hotel people thus ... no beers ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;so .. the blame was on me coz i was the person who communicates with the hotel .. and the clients were showing me faces about not ordering beers etc ... i was not even in the loop and somehow the blame was on me ... how terrible is that ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Dead Cat No. 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;We had to send an invoice to a partner and i do not issue invoices as this is the account's job and i usually forward the invoice to client ... so my colleague prepared the invoice already ... but it's partially my fault ... i did not check before forwarding ... so i forwarded a wrong amount of invoice to the partner ... and this partner who always think they are big ... one of the big IT company .. starting with 'I'  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;They started calling clients and tell them about how careless we were and thing like that ... so then the client called me directly screaming at me .. saying how stupid i was for sending the wrong invoice to them and all ... and i had to tell her it was me who invoice them wrongly, it was me who inform account the wrong amount etc .. putting all the blame on me and all ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So i emailed my colleague .. asked her to change the invoice amount etc ... and told her about the complain from client and all .. but she did not even apologize for her mistake ... instead i had to get all the screaming and shouting from my boss and also from the client .. sigh ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;dead cat really taste bad ... and it's difficult to swallow ... with the furs still attach ... almost choked .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;sometimes i feel ... this kinda thing can be avoided if proper communication was done ... but there is always communication breakdown between .... i do not know where went wrong ..  i guess my company's procedures are still not firm .. and causing alot of confusions ... and some clients are just so difficult and so uncertain .. not sure of what they want ... and in the end .. putting the blame on us again ..  where is the logic? is customers always right? how right can the customer be? can customers be put off? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;all remained ... unanswered ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-112779130164254222?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/112779130164254222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=112779130164254222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112779130164254222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112779130164254222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/09/dead-cat.html' title='&quot;Dead Cat&quot;'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-112623592549120560</id><published>2005-09-09T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T11:46:34.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>原来我最爱的人是你不是他</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;当您離開的时候&lt;br /&gt;没有任何的理由&lt;br /&gt;心里有一点痛&lt;br /&gt;如果 时间能回 头多想抓紧你的手&lt;br /&gt;不要让你走&lt;br /&gt;突然看见我和你的胶片&lt;br /&gt;反复一切回到我的身边&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来我最爱的人是你不是他&lt;br /&gt;心里的无奈都希望能够对你说明白&lt;br /&gt;原来我最爱的人是你不是他&lt;br /&gt;对你的昔年永远都看不见&lt;br /&gt;到底 爱要这么说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我译者以为时间能把一切都 带走&lt;br /&gt;不沉 想 过要回头&lt;br /&gt;如果我 们的爱还没到 镜头&lt;br /&gt;只想靠近你我不想放 你走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来我最爱的人是 你不是他&lt;br /&gt;心里的无奈都希望能够对你说明白&lt;br /&gt;原来我最爱的人是你不是他&lt;br /&gt;对你的昔年永远都看不见&lt;br /&gt;到底 爱要这么说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Been hunting high and low for this song ... and YES! I finally found it ... but it's a few months too late i guess ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I always have this hope that 'He' will sing this to me .. and me considering the 'go back' ...  and it would be the happy ending story again ... well guess not ... it's a few months too late ... but still i think this song is superb ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-112623592549120560?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/112623592549120560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=112623592549120560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112623592549120560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112623592549120560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='原来我最爱的人是你不是他'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-112503223997265663</id><published>2005-08-26T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T12:58:19.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>URTI... Upper Respitory Tract Infection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;URTI ... sounds to jargon .... It actually means Upper Respitory Tract Infection ... I was diagnosed with URTI yesterday ... did not know what it was ... but then did some reading online .. it seem harmless but it just takes longer than usual to recover .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;more information can be obtain through this site:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.patient.co.uk/showdoc/23068999/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;http://www.patient.co.uk/showdoc/23068999/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Quite and informative site .... that would explain to you what URTI is... the symptoms etc ... alot to learn ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Client Complain ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I seriously think bosses these days thinks that their employee are either robots or they already sold their life to the company ... but i am sorry to say that i did not sell my life to the company .. so what if the client complains and say we did not send update or did not follow-up on certain things ... we are humans .. mistakes are done ... and we learn through mistakes ... that's for sure ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was on MC for 2 days ... and my bosses asked me to delegate my task ... well .. i do not have anything that urgent i need to report to ... or need my assistance on ... so i told her .. so far nothing important yet ... it should be able to wait till i come back from my mc .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Back from my MC and out of courtesy, my boss will ask if i am ok ... how am i feeling? etc ... then the actual message will come ... client complain we did not response to them, acting slow ... and it seems as if everyone starts complaining already ... complain about what ? i don't understand either .... is it true that people who works for the big shots like 'I', 'C' , 'M' or 'H' acts like they are big shots too .... personally i think they do ... but what the heck... it's none of my business ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway .... i can't be bothered much though ... have no say ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-112503223997265663?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/112503223997265663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=112503223997265663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112503223997265663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112503223997265663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/08/urti-upper-respitory-tract-infection.html' title='URTI... Upper Respitory Tract Infection'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-112463579324705368</id><published>2005-08-21T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T22:49:53.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever that pops up ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I just realise something when i was reading my blog ... my posting does not flows .... haha ... why ... maybe becoz i just write whatever that pops up in my mind ... and never read back my posting ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Most of the time the posting are written in the office early in the morning when i have not started my work .... hehe .. so usually i don't read back whatever i have posted .... but its kinda fun though reading back ... then i realise the story does not flow ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i pity those who follows my blog .. or even if there is anyone out there who does ... they probably think .. what is this fella trying to tell ... or what message is this fella trying to convey ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i don't know either .... i just type whatever that pops up in my mind .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;from the beginning this blog was only meant for me to record incidence that had happened to me that i feel like sharing with people ... indirectly .... but it seems ... whenever i feel frustrated or unhappy ... i will post a message here ... sorta like releasing all the anger and frustration ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;rather than keeping it ... and then later explode like a volcano .... i used to be those type of people who keeps everything to myself ... until i started my blog ... and write all that i feel in here .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;its public ... but not everyone reads it ... and ... somehow .... all that i have recorded over here might event get lost ... maybe one day blogger decided to close down the site and then stop operating ... where will all my posting go to ??? no where ... probably get deleted or something .... hahaha ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;anyway ... i got off the posting title again ... just typing whatever i feel like typing ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Nirvana Memorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I went to Nirvana Memorial today .... to pray my mum .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I was a little pissed on Friday when one of my boss told me that ... we should show respect to those who are still alive and not the dead ... i felt it's like insulting me in someway ... who does not know that ... but humans won't realise it until when they are gone .... so lesson learned ... and now i respect my dad very well ... but ... paying respect to my mum is also essential ... i guess not many people understands .... i don't tend to explain either ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;No one will be able to understand the way i feel ... not even my family members .... only me, myself and I ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Meeting the unexpected .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Well ... i knew i might have a chance to bum into 'Him' at Nirvana ... and yes i did ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I did not go up to 'Him' to say Hie or anything .... i saw him from far ... more like peeping at him from far ... at one point i was standing directly behind 'Him' .... but when he turn around ... i quickly turn and walked away ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;What does it feel like ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Seeing 'Him' again made me realise .... he is not as stunning, charming etc as i thought he is .... i just start to realise what i fool i am ... to fall for someone like 'Him' .... it amazing huh ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;He look different though ... he put on some weight .... he look bigger in size ... but i was standing near by for quite long .... i do not know why i peep at him ... or i even bother peeping ... maybe i just wanted to know how he was doing ... and how he has been ... he seems to be doing pretty well ... and i guess he has moved on ... and so must i ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i finally realise i still have a little bit of feelings for him .... not alot .. but enough to make me think about 'him' .... this will probably go on until .... dunno when ... maybe when i found someone new ... and divert all my attention ... as of now ... i still care .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;humans i guess ... full or emotions, love, care .... etc ... the list goes on and on .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Am waiting for the day where i can totally let go ... and start anew !!! still waiting ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-112463579324705368?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/112463579324705368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=112463579324705368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112463579324705368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112463579324705368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/08/whatever-that-pops-up.html' title='Whatever that pops up ...'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-112441757087517789</id><published>2005-08-19T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T10:12:50.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Healing Hands ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Lately been catching up a new TVB series ' Healing Hands 3' ... its a good series ... not only teach you about how the hospitals operates but it gives us examples of everyday life encounters ... i learn alot from the series ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I would say it's like a motivational series .... hehe ... =P .... I personally like the series ... the character build in the series were good ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I learn something really good from there last night .... i learn that ... to be able to find a person who trully understand you is really difficult .... and even if you found .... for the person to be able to accept for whoever you are is even tougher ... But ... there is always a 'but' ..... but ... if we have faith in ourselves and put in effort ... things will not be in the best mode ... but it will be in a better mode ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Yes it's true ... you can never find that perfect person who can understands you and accept you for who you are ... but with tolerance, patience, compromises etc .... i guess it can workout fine .... humans are just too selfish ... they only want the best for themselves but they never think about the people around them ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I had a friend 'Ed' who agrees that guys are bad and girls are greedy .... i told him i don't agree ... i just feel that guys and girls are just selfish ... do you all agree? Many of you might not agree with me but then ..... it's just my point of view ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;In fact .. 'Healing Hands 3' also made me realise .... these days ... 1 out of 5 people actually have emotional / problems (in all different types ... like ... depression, stress etc) .. just that they are not aware ... and they do not know they have such problems ...  why are they like this? I don't know either ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I admit i probably have such problem ... hehe ... during my last posting ...  i mention the sudden feel of crying ... it could be a symptom ... never know ... but at least i am still sane enoughto be writing this .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;well ... to me life is like living on a boat floating in the sea .... you have to go through alot of obstacles like .. storm, waves, rain  etc .... which is equavalent to the problems you have to face everyday .. be it a good one or bad one ... someday .. the boat will be able to find the right port to settle down .... it's just matter of time ... and like i always say ... patience is all you need .....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-112441757087517789?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/112441757087517789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=112441757087517789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112441757087517789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112441757087517789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/08/healing-hands.html' title='The Healing Hands ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-112433604853971760</id><published>2005-08-18T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T11:34:08.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Have you ever felt like crying for no reason? Have you ever cried so hard that it makes you feel much better afterwards? Have you ever felt so down that you don't know what you want to do? Have you ever felt so uncertain about everything around you? Have you ever felt like giving up everything you own now and start anew? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Suddenly so many questions pops into my mind .... yesterday night ... was listening to this song by a Korean Singer (The Mask) ... and it's amazing ... while listening to the song .... i felt like crying .... and without me noticing ... my eyes very teary .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Was chatting with my kor kor 'JC' online ... and we were talking about him flying to US and all for a year or so ... for setting up some development centre .... then i felt kinda sad coz .... he seems to be getting further and further away from me .... from Singapore to Hong Kong to Taiwan .... and now to US ...it's like ... wow ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Then i told him .... the song made me cry ... and he say .. 'Silly Mei Mei' .. that's when i told him ... i suddenly had the feeling i wanna cry .. for no particular reasons ... tears just roll down my cheek .... for an hour or so ... i could not control it .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;But after crying i felt relieve ... like some heavy burden was removed from my shoulder .... and i felt much lighter ... i was a little uncertain about things that are happening around me .. and i was a little confused ... and yes i still am confused ... about many things ... personal, job or career (career seems a pro word ..... not up to say i worry about my career yet) .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I guess humans are like that ... they will never feel satisfy with anything .... as chinese saying 'fan yan' ... literally 'trouble human being' ... have to go through alot of obstacles and trouble ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Sometimes i feel like being a child again ... or even a 3 - 4 years old kid .... nothing to worry about ... don't have to think about so much things .... can do whatever you like without thinking about the consequences ... it's amazing isn't it ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Oh well .. it's part of life i guess ... going through all the thinking ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-112433604853971760?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/112433604853971760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=112433604853971760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112433604853971760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112433604853971760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/08/have-you-ever.html' title='Have you ever?'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-112429206585759051</id><published>2005-08-17T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T23:22:27.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>面具 - 安七炫</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;改編:司捷\張彰&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;聲音突然哽咽 也說不出心意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;淚水慢慢堆積 失去行走能力&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;視線裏 圈住已走遠的你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;無力挽留 我的呼喊 已經淹沒在結局裏&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;心已經被撕碎 散在空氣裏飛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;像花朵已枯萎 無法再次收回&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;從沒有 讓你感覺到快樂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;原諒我心裏 瘋狂的執著&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;*不要回頭看我 不要戀戀不捨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;跑著離開我吧 以後好好過吧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;眼前 你越來越遠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;騙自己 讓你更遠一點&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;這麼遲鈍的我 可能有點懦弱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;讓你選擇逃脫 也許這樣沒錯&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;忘記所有經過 寧願在痛苦中受折磨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;要把回憶 慢慢的遺落&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;請照顧好自己 現在說對不起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;曾經有過甜蜜 為何還要離去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;離開前 請結束我的生命&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;失去了你 一天也不能繼續生存下去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;你知道 現在我已不能退&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;走到無法挽回快要崩潰&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;你卻還能從容面對&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;怎麼會 是我哪裡不對&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;你 為什麼一定要離去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-112429206585759051?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/112429206585759051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=112429206585759051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112429206585759051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112429206585759051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post_17.html' title='面具 - 安七炫'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-112415897426790515</id><published>2005-08-16T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T10:22:54.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;How do people these days deal with frustration? Do they let it out right away? Do they keep it and then explode later? or do they just take it as an opportunity to improve themselves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I felt a little frustrated today .... due to work of coz ... sometimes i feel that ... though you are working in a service line .. and having set your mind that ... 'Customers are always right' ... well to me it true in someway ... not everytime the customer is right ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Example: Given a situation where a customer request for a quotation ... and it requires a few things such as backdrop, opening gambit, games, entertainment etc ... being in an event management company (more like a middle person) ... most pricing you need to obtain from third party .... therefore time is needed here to get the costing in ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;But these client would actually want to have the quotation ... say ... within 48 hours ... yes true enough it's not impossible but then ... the costing may not be as accurate ... one week or so should be given to obtain the pricing and provide them with the best quotation ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i think this is not entirely the customer fault either .. it's also part of my company's fault .. being ... never make it clear to the client that .. we ain't Saints nor God .. who knows everything that's happening around ... we need time to get things done ... i think my bosses needs to make it clear that at least 2 weeks or fastest 1 week to prepare the quotation and also proposal (which needs time and also brainstorming) for a certain event ... but nope ... the bosses won't do so ... why ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Because they feel, if they don't send the quotation asap... they probably lost the bid for the job .. and that means earning less there ... and so they rather struggle .... chase suppliers, vendors etc to obtain for quotation .. even if it's not accurate ... for the sake of sending them the quotation ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Is that right ? I can't answer it either .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I am a little frustrated because of this ... but i guess like my friend said ... look at it this way ... look at it as an opportunity .. and learn from this mistake .. making sure .. i won't do it when i have my own company ... or find other ways to do a better one .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;With that ... it made me started thinking .... and i became less frustrated ... and then i think about this phrase "Love Your Job But Never Love Your Company Because You Will Never Know When Your Company Will Stop Loving You" - Narayana Murthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Cheerios ... and have a great day ahead ... consoling myself .... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-112415897426790515?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/112415897426790515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=112415897426790515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112415897426790515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112415897426790515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/08/frustration.html' title='Frustration ...'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-112368179018302223</id><published>2005-08-10T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T10:21:53.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>無賴 - 鄭中基</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;作曲：李竣一填詞：李竣一&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;編曲：Ted Lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;監製：Gary Chan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;我間中飲醉酒很喜歡自由&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;常犯錯愛說謊但總會內疚&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;遇過很多的損友 學到貪新厭舊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;亦欠過很多女人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;怕結婚只會守三分鐘諾言&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;曾話過要戒煙但講了就算&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;夢與想丟低很遠 但對返工厭倦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;自小不會打算&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;但是仍唯獨你愛我這廢人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;出錯你都肯去忍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;然而誰亦早知不會合襯&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;偏偏你願意等&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;為何還喜歡我我這種無賴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;是話你蠢還是很偉大&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;在座每位都將我踩 口碑有多壞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;但你亦永遠不見怪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;何必跟我我這種無賴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;活大半生還是很失敗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;但是你死都不變心 跟我笑著捱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;就算壞我也不忍心 偷偷作怪 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;沒有根的野種飄忽的命途&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;誰像你當我寶甚麼也做到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;舊愛手中一匹布 在這刻寫句號&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;只想跟你終老&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;在地球唯獨你愛我這廢人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;出錯你都肯去忍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;然而誰亦早知不會合襯&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;偏偏你願意等&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;為何還喜歡我我這種無賴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;是話你蠢還是很偉大&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;在座每位都將我踩 口碑有多壞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;但你亦永遠不見怪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;何必跟我我這種無賴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;沒大半生還是很失敗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;但是你死都不變心 跟我笑著捱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;就算我也不忍心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;還喜歡我我這種無賴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;是話你蠢還是很偉大&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;在座每位都將我踩 口碑有多壞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;但你亦永遠不見怪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;何必跟我我這種無賴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;活大半生還是很失敗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;但是你死都不變心 跟我拼命捱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;換轉別個也忍心 偷偷作怪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-112368179018302223?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/112368179018302223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=112368179018302223' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112368179018302223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112368179018302223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title='無賴 - 鄭中基'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-112297603380583854</id><published>2005-08-02T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T17:47:13.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confirmation ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So ... it's the day i receive my confirmation .... it's been more than 6 months .... haha ... i was not anxious either if they want to confirm me or not ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It's so true with the saying ' The grass is always greener on the other side' ..... I won't say i am unhappy working here nor am i extremely happy ... but .. it's serious .... a job is still a job ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I will do whatever i can ... finish whatever task that is given to me .... but i know that i will start looking for a job after one year ... this is not the line i wanna build my career ... i prefer something less taxing .. where i can relax my body, mind and soul .... and have my own time .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It's really difficult to decide what field one person wanna explore .... i can't ... but i know for sure ... events is not what i like doing ... it's just a job to me ... friends asked me before if i regret leaving my ex-company .... nope ... i din regret .. but then i miss the people and the environment there ... the bond i had with the people are special .... we go out for movies, hikings, shopping, dinner, etc .... it's really an experience .... it's memories i will keep ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Oh well ... since it's confirm ... then i need to give one month notice if i ever decided to resign .... need to keep an eye on job posting .... need to find a job that interest me ..... which is difficult ... but will try ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Advice: Never work for a friend ... it's different when they are bosses and when they are friends .... they could be great friends but not good bosses ..... but there are those who fulfills both ... and that's my ex-boss Gxxx .... he is one of its' kind ... i love working with him ... that's for sure ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-112297603380583854?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/112297603380583854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=112297603380583854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112297603380583854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112297603380583854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/08/confirmation.html' title='Confirmation ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-112201803649931914</id><published>2005-07-22T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T15:40:36.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely - Akon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Lonely im Mr. lonely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I have nobody,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To call my owwnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Im so lonely, im mr. Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I have nobody, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To call my owwnnnIm so lonely, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Yo this one here&lt;br /&gt;Goes out to all my playas out there man&lt;br /&gt;ya kno&lt;br /&gt;they got that one good girl whose always been there like ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Who took all the bullshit and then one day she cant take it no more and decides to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I woke up in the middle of the night and I noticed my girl wasn't by my side, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Coulda sworn I was dreamin for her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I was fainting so I had to take a little ride, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;back tracking over these few years, trying to figure out wat I do to make it go bad,&lt;br /&gt;cuz Ever since my girl left me, my whole life came crashing and Im so lonely so lonely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Im mr. Lonely mr. Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I have nobody I have nobody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To call my own girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Im so lonely so lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Im mr. Lonely mr. Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I have nobody I have nobody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To call my own to call my own girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Cant belive I hadda girl like you and I just let you walk right outta my life,&lt;br /&gt;after all I put u thru u still stuck Around and stayed by my side,&lt;br /&gt;what really hurt me is I broke ur heart,&lt;br /&gt;baby you were good girl and I had no right,&lt;br /&gt;I Really wanna make things right, cuz without u in my life girl Im so lonely so lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Im mr. Lonely mr. Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I have nobody I have nobody &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;to call my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To call my own to call my own girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Im so lonely so lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Im mr. Lonely mr. Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I have nobody I have nobody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To call my own to call my own girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Been all about the world ain't never met a girl that can take the things that you been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Never thought the day would come where you would get up and run and I would be out chasing u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Cuz aint nowhere in the globe id rather be,&lt;br /&gt;aint no one in the globe id rather see&lt;br /&gt;then the girl of my dreams that made me be so happy but now so lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So lonely so lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Im mr. Lonely mr. Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I have nobody I have nobody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To call my own to call my own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Im so lonely so lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Im mr. Lonely mr. Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I have nobody I have nobody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To call my own to call my own girrll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Never thought that id be alone,&lt;br /&gt;I didnt hope you'd be gone this long,&lt;br /&gt;I jus want u to come on home,&lt;br /&gt;stop playing girl and Come on home,&lt;br /&gt;baby girl I didn't mean to shout, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I want me and you to work it out,&lt;br /&gt;I never wished Id ever Hurt my baby,&lt;br /&gt;and its drivin me crazy cuz...Im so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;lonely so lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Im mr. Lonely mr. Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I have nobody I have nobody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To call my own to call my own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Im so lonely so lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Im mr. Lonely mr. Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I have nobody I have nobody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To call my own to call my own girll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Lonely, so lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So lonely, so lonely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Mr. Lonely, so lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So lonely, so lonely, so lonely, Mr. Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-112201803649931914?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/112201803649931914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=112201803649931914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112201803649931914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112201803649931914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/07/lonely-akon.html' title='Lonely - Akon'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-112143204919337818</id><published>2005-07-15T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T20:54:09.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk only ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It's weird ... there are people out there who are NATO members ..... No Action Talk Only ..... this also apply to bosses or even friend or even anyone ....  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I feel really frustrated ... and in fact i am learning not to feel frustrated and try to make sure all these does not affect me ... but it's not easy .... i do not know how long i can stand .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I was being put in a situation .... and being question why i did not make any suggestion and all .... first of all ... when they all were asked to go for the rehearsal ... they did not attend .... instead asking me and another colleague to attend .... and when we come back with the problems ... and try to tell them asking them to give suggestion .. instead we are being blame .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It just sucks so badly ... it's so hard to predict .... as if u have to be able to read other people's mind .... it's ... hard to explain .. don't know how to explain ... sigh ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;working with people who don't seem to know anything when u ask the is even worst ... no matter how responsible the person is .... or how trust worthy they are .... it's stil a fact that .... if they were given a task ... and before even trying ... the answer is also 'i don't know' ..... it's really frustrating to hear that .. it's not as if i was born to be able to do all task ... i learn as well ... if you don't know ... ask ... don't keep saying don't know .. or ' i forgot how to do it' .. etc ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;On another issue .... my pay cheque got bounce back ... and it's even more frustrating ... receiving the pay late is one thing .. and cheque being bounce is also another thing ..... and it's really frustrating ... because i have cc bills to pay ... transferring money to my dad and sis .. etc ... we ain't no financial agency with loads of money in the bank .... sigh ... don't know how to explain or say .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;anyway ... this post was written out of frustration from the office ... i have 5 more months to go .... and i don't think i will be here long ... not sure where i am heading to either .... let the God lead me the way ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-112143204919337818?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/112143204919337818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=112143204919337818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112143204919337818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112143204919337818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/07/talk-only.html' title='Talk only ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-112072063634942122</id><published>2005-07-07T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T15:17:16.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is not what is inside that defines you, it is what you do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Well.... it's been a week already ... he is gone for a week already .... the world is really small ... and it's round ... i remember my ex-boss 'GC' once told me .... Never do / say anything bad or unpleasant people even if you are on the top with many subordinates... the world is round and what comes around goes around ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I miss 'EP' very much ... sigh ... it's really true that if you love someone or you care for someone, you should always show them or tell them how you feel... even if you love that someone who does not love you .. tell them ... you never know what will happen ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I recently went to MPH .... and then was browsing for some 'scrapbook' magazine ... and yes .. i am planning to do scrapbooks .... i had all the materials ready .. just waiting or .... hoping i don't get too lazy ... and start working on it ... hands - on ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I then .. bought a candle for a good friend of mine 'JT' .... she always mention that the things around usually does not have her name and also the meaning of her name ... but somehow i manage to find ... now waiting for her mum to visit her in Shanghai before i send her the candle ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Secondly, i bought a 12 seconds voice recording thingy ... cool stuff ... i plan to record my voice . and tell her that i missed her and i love very much ... don't misunderstood ... 'JT' is a girl .... love does not only apply for the opposite sex ... it also apply for good friends, family members .. etc....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;My topic for today "It is not what is inside that defines you, it is what you do!" .... not sure if you know where i got this ... well .. from the movie 'Batman Begins' ... i think this phrase is really true ... for me at least .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This phrase is almost similar to the phrase from CSI "What you are never changes but who you are never stops changing" ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Look at what 'He' did to me ... not that i like to mention but i think it's a really good example .. with all the things 'he' did tells me what kinda person he is ... not only i felt not knowing him at all ... it makes me feels glad now that it's over between me and him .. and i have moved on and all ... and it also tells me that ... it's only the memories that i had with him are what i wanna keep and nothing else ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i don't wanna remember what he is like inside ... what he does just defines it all .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;anyway .... i have thought it through and learned it through .... so let's all pray .... i find someone worthwhile .... and someone who loves me as much as i love him ... wonders when .. (giggling ...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-112072063634942122?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/112072063634942122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=112072063634942122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112072063634942122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112072063634942122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/07/it-is-not-what-is-inside-that-defines.html' title='It is not what is inside that defines you, it is what you do!'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-112012930567717378</id><published>2005-06-30T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T19:01:45.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is so fragile ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I received an SMS yesterday ...  about petrol price increase 20 cents per litre from 12 am onwards.... so then i confirm the information with this friend of mine 'EP' .... he say it's really true ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So... out of courtesy ... i forwarded the message to all my friends in my phone book ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This morning woke up and receive SMS telling ... 'Hey where got price increase?' .... so then ... i message 'EP' and told him ... 'You lied, there is no price increase also?' ..... after a couple minutes, i receive an SMS from him .. "Please come to Hxx Wxx's house to pay him a last respect this saturday--from the gf Jxxxx &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I got a shocked and i thought he is playing a fool and reply and sms saying 'Don't play play ... i was just joking la ... i was not angry with you' ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Then the phone rang ... the gf called and told me all about it ... i was even more shocked and i was stoned ..... the gf was crying badly over the phone ... i do not know what to do or what to say ..... i was not very close to 'EP' ... i don't even know the gf ..... but i felt it for her ... as i have been through the situation before .... and i know how much it hurts ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I told her to be strong and told her that ... she needs to help to take care of the family members ... she need to be really strong to go through it ... and moral support is all she needs ... and it's all i can offer .... i was really speechless .. i really don't know what to say ... and i do not know what happened exactly ... and i do not know ... how i can help her .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;She talked to me for about 30 minutes or so ... and asking me to come and pay respect to him and all .... i then told her i will come ... and i will be there to support her morally ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;After talking to her ... my brain went dead .. i do not know what i should do .. i have so much workload lately .. it's making me stress and causing me to have tension migraine ... doc says i need rest and also given me some muscle relaxant ..... with all that and with the news i receive ... i went totally blurred .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I start to realise life is just so fragile ... and life and death its bits and parcel of life .... one may never escape ... but why is it so unfair that ... the good people will die at such early age .... it's really unfair .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I do not know what else to say .... i am only praying for peace within him ..... and pray for all my friends out there to enjoy life as much as you can .... and never take anything for granted ... if you love that person ... make sure you tell them .. and if you hate one person (just like my situation) then ... learn to let go ... nothing is forever in this world ... and nothing is definite ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;There maybe no balance in life ... but as a friend of mine 'Tiger' said .... balance of life is only within the heart ... you need not show it to anybody ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-112012930567717378?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/112012930567717378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=112012930567717378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112012930567717378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/112012930567717378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/life-is-so-fragile.html' title='Life is so fragile ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111994273768719913</id><published>2005-06-28T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T15:12:17.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balance in Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Was having a discussion with a 'virtual' friend of mine 'F' .... about 'Balance in Life' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Well ... i did not get his permission to publish this ... but sharing interesting information with my fellow friends is what i like doing .... He actually read about this survey done by a group of socialist in the Europe in a magazine while he was on the plane either going to somewhere or coming back from somewhere .... (did not ask in details .. y? cos ... don't need to know as it is not important)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So the summary of the survey .... all from the summary of his reading .... (i only copy and paste hor .... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"Many people wants to strike a balance in their life; hoping to achieve a good balance between career and personal life..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"In actual reality, such balance does not exist. Unless the person is willing to maintain a lower pay job, which does not require the level of mental dedication that a career requires"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"an entry level, 9-to-5 job allows the employee to 'switch off' their working mind during non-working hour. However, at the higher level of the job market, various issues, such as day-to-day problems, self improvement, or even to stay competitive in the market requires a professional to keep thinking about ones work as long as he is awake."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;At the end he quoted this too "as the job market gets more competitive, ppl who wants a balance eventually will be disqualified by ppl who dones't mind not having a balance." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Not sure if its part of the survey summary or his personal opinions .... i should think its his personal opinion .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;After chatting with him about this topic, I feel it's partially true ... balance in life does not exist ... and ... oh oh .. he also quoted this "life cannot be measured by a balancesheet" ... how true ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I am also one of the people looking for balance in life ... mmmm ... i guess it takes a lot more than i expected to be able to reach that level .. or worst still not able to reach that level .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So... are you one of the people who are looking for balance in life too? Do you think it exist? Do you think anyone have achieve that before? How long can the balance last? How long does it take to reach that if possible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;NoLiFe ... puzzling .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111994273768719913?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111994273768719913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111994273768719913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111994273768719913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111994273768719913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/balance-in-life.html' title='Balance in Life'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111936696397177235</id><published>2005-06-21T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:16:26.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Treat - The King's Meal ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/Table%20Setting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/Table%20Setting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Table setting for the night with the wine glass &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111936696397177235?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111936696397177235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111936696397177235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936696397177235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936696397177235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-day-treat-kings-meal.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Treat - The King&apos;s Meal ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111936692064194850</id><published>2005-06-21T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:17:27.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Treat - The King's Meal ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/Dessert%204%20(Fruit%20Platters).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/Dessert%204%20%28Fruit%20Platters%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert 4: Mix Fruit Platter &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111936692064194850?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111936692064194850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111936692064194850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936692064194850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936692064194850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-day-treat-kings-me_111936692064194850.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Treat - The King&apos;s Meal ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111936694010513131</id><published>2005-06-21T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:17:06.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Treat - The King's Meal ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/Menu%20for%20the%20Night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/Menu%20for%20the%20Night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menu for the Night &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111936694010513131?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111936694010513131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111936694010513131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936694010513131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936694010513131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-day-treat-kings-meal_21.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Treat - The King&apos;s Meal ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111936684144766019</id><published>2005-06-21T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:18:43.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Treat - The King's Meal ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/Dessert%202%20(Fried%20Guai%20Lin%20Gou).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/Dessert%202%20%28Fried%20Guai%20Lin%20Gou%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert 1: Fried 'Guai Lin Gou' &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111936684144766019?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111936684144766019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111936684144766019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936684144766019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936684144766019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-day-treat-kings-me_111936684144766019.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Treat - The King&apos;s Meal ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111936686139463153</id><published>2005-06-21T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:18:19.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Treat - The King's Meal ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/Dessert%201%20(Apple%20Pie).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/Dessert%201%20%28Apple%20Pie%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert 2: Apple Pie &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111936686139463153?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111936686139463153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111936686139463153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936686139463153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936686139463153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-day-treat-kings-me_111936686139463153.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Treat - The King&apos;s Meal ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111936688967583043</id><published>2005-06-21T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:17:48.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Treat - The King's Meal ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/Dessert%203%20(Corn%20Tong%20Sui).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/Dessert%203%20%28Corn%20Tong%20Sui%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert 3: Corn 'Tong Sui' &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111936688967583043?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111936688967583043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111936688967583043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936688967583043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936688967583043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-day-treat-kings-me_111936688967583043.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Treat - The King&apos;s Meal ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111936680055266160</id><published>2005-06-21T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:19:00.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Treat - The King's Meal ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/Main%20Course%208%20(Fried%20Noodle).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/Main%20Course%208%20%28Fried%20Noodle%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Course 9: The Fried Noodle &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111936680055266160?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111936680055266160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111936680055266160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936680055266160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936680055266160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-day-treat-kings-me_111936680055266160.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Treat - The King&apos;s Meal ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111936672064316586</id><published>2005-06-21T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:19:39.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Treat - The King's Meal ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/P1010107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/P1010107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Course 7: The Combination Satay Stick (Close-up) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111936672064316586?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111936672064316586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111936672064316586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936672064316586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936672064316586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-day-treat-kings-me_111936672064316586.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Treat - The King&apos;s Meal ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111936676501519563</id><published>2005-06-21T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:19:23.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Treat - The King's Meal ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/Main%20Course%207%20(Vegetable).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/Main%20Course%207%20%28Vegetable%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Course 8: Mixed Vegetable with 'Lin Ji and Pak Hup' &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111936676501519563?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111936676501519563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111936676501519563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936676501519563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936676501519563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-day-treat-kings-me_111936676501519563.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Treat - The King&apos;s Meal ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111936667778385619</id><published>2005-06-21T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:20:06.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Treat - The King's Meal ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/P1010102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/P1010102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Course 7: The Combination Satay Stick &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111936667778385619?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111936667778385619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111936667778385619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936667778385619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936667778385619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-day-treat-kings-me_111936667778385619.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Treat - The King&apos;s Meal ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111936662575971122</id><published>2005-06-21T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:20:35.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Treat - The King's Meal ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/Main%20Course%205%20(Prawns).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/Main%20Course%205%20%28Prawns%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Course 6: Prawns &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111936662575971122?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111936662575971122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111936662575971122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936662575971122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936662575971122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-day-treat-kings-me_111936662575971122.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Treat - The King&apos;s Meal ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111936654953900391</id><published>2005-06-21T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:21:06.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Treat - The King's Meal ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/P1010091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/P1010091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Course 4: Suckling Pig &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111936654953900391?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111936654953900391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111936654953900391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936654953900391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936654953900391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-day-treat-kings-me_111936654953900391.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Treat - The King&apos;s Meal ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111936659385343275</id><published>2005-06-21T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:20:51.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Treat - The King's Meal ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/P1010084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/P1010084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Course 5: Steam Homemade Tofu &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111936659385343275?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111936659385343275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111936659385343275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936659385343275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936659385343275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-day-treat-kings-me_111936659385343275.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Treat - The King&apos;s Meal ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111936649528038764</id><published>2005-06-21T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:21:25.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Treat - The King's Meal ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/Main%20Course%202%20(Fish).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/Main%20Course%202%20%28Fish%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Course 3: Seven Star Fish &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111936649528038764?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111936649528038764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111936649528038764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936649528038764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936649528038764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-day-treat-kings-me_111936649528038764.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Treat - The King&apos;s Meal ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111936644826177582</id><published>2005-06-21T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:21:42.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Treat - The King's Meal ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/Main%20Course%202%20(Abalone%20and%20Mushroom)%20-%20Close%20Shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/Main%20Course%202%20%28Abalone%20and%20Mushroom%29%20-%20Close%20Shot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Course 2: Abalone with Mushroom &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111936644826177582?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111936644826177582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111936644826177582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936644826177582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936644826177582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-day-treat-kings-me_111936644826177582.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Treat - The King&apos;s Meal ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111936639370833142</id><published>2005-06-21T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:22:03.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Treat - The King's Meal ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/Main%20Course%201%20(Shark%20Fin%20Soup%20with%20Mushroom).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/Main%20Course%201%20%28Shark%20Fin%20Soup%20with%20Mushroom%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Course 1: Shark Fin Soup &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111936639370833142?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111936639370833142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111936639370833142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936639370833142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936639370833142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-day-treat-kings-me_111936639370833142.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Treat - The King&apos;s Meal ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111936630063177746</id><published>2005-06-21T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:22:35.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Treat - The King's Meal ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/Appetizer%20(Peacock).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/Appetizer%20%28Peacock%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appetizer : Peacock Platter &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111936630063177746?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111936630063177746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111936630063177746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936630063177746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936630063177746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-day-treat-kings-me_111936630063177746.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Treat - The King&apos;s Meal ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111936634370770276</id><published>2005-06-21T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:22:16.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Treat - The King's Meal ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/Appetizer%20(Shredded%20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/Appetizer%20%28Shredded%20%27SengKuang%27%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appetizer - Shredded 'Seng Kuang' &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111936634370770276?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111936634370770276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111936634370770276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936634370770276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936634370770276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-day-treat-kings-me_111936634370770276.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Treat - The King&apos;s Meal ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111936627273359831</id><published>2005-06-21T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:23:16.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Treat - The King's Meal ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/Appetizer%20(Lotus%20Root).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; 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BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/Appetizer%20%28Japanese%20Cucumver%20with%20fried%20cuttlefish%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appetizer - Japanese Cucumber with fried cuttlefish &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111936617342894977?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111936617342894977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111936617342894977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936617342894977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111936617342894977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-day-treat-kings-me_111936617342894977.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Treat - The King&apos;s Meal ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111902610963683790</id><published>2005-06-14T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:23:46.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its just things ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It was a bad day ... and i felt so moody ... i came home .. i din even eat anything for dinner .... and then i went online .... and i started to chat with some friends ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I could not help it but cried ... and i cried so badly .... i could not breathe ... and i could not even talk properly ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It just hurts to think about my things being thrown away ...and i feel unappreciated ... but then i start to realise .... it's just things only ..... and thing can't be kept forever .. and i doubt he will keep it forever ... he may throw it someday without my knowledge ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Just that this time .. he told me upfront and i felt it .. and it shattered my heart ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Well ... i thought it over ... and it's just things only .. things that i can't bring with me when i die .... so why should be so sad over it .. if he does not appreciate it ... then it give me an even better determination ... that i let go him at the right time .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i know now that its the memories i have that will follow me till i die .. and it's memories i shall keep ... because memories can never be forgetten ... and it will keep coming back ... the good and bad thing about me is ... i have really good memories .. and i can remember alot of things ... be it good or bad ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So from today i learn that .... though people do not appreciate me ... but i shall be more determine to be a better person ... and also prove to them ... 'Nothing is Impossible"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111902610963683790?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111902610963683790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111902610963683790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111902610963683790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111902610963683790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-just-things.html' title='Its just things ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111902519143667178</id><published>2005-06-14T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T00:19:51.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why .... why can't I ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Something unexpected happened today .... I was in such a good mood today ... maybe i woke up from the correct side of the bed ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I was even teasing a friend 'RK' about his toothy .... He went to the dentist and got one of his toothy remove ... and i was teasing him about the way he talks .. may sound a little different ... but he didn't ... haha ... and then i also tease him about making dentures at the age of 3x .... haha .. and then he admitted he is getting kinda old ... anyway .. it was really funny ... i enjoyed myself teasing him though ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;At 5.38 pm ... something unexpected happened ... my phone .. the old number (5162) rang ... and it was 'Him' who called ... well .. i was brave and i just ended his call .... then ... a different number called .. starting with 019 ... then i told myself ... hmmmm... it could be 'him' again .. so i ended the call too ... but this number kept calling .. so i thought it could be some of my friend who newly change number or something ... so then i send a SMS to the 019 number asking 'Who are you?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The reply "Haha .. I am G***'s gf Stella ..." Then i replied and say .... "I am no longer his gf .. and you can look for his current gf Ivy" .... then she send me another sms ... "I am moving into G***'s house .. and I am cleaning his room, would you like to take back the things you have given him?" .. i din reply ... then she send another sms .... "Are you collecting your things back .. if not we are going to throw it away" .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Upon receiving this ... my heart shattered .... i then call the 019 number ... and a girl pick-up the phone ... I say "It's up to you all, you can throw the things away ... i don't want it anymore" ... and then i put down the phone ... then she called back "You sure you want us to throw it away and you don't want to keep anything, if you want.. I can send it to your house ... or pass it to you ... else we will throw it away ... as you know i am moving in with him already ... to futher our relationship .. and do not what ur things to keep us apart, we have been arguing recently becoz of the things that you haven given to him that he's been keeping all along ... you are girl and i am also a girl .. you should understand what i mean ... and i don't want auntie (his mum) to find out about this ... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I replied her and said " It's okie.. i don't need the things anymore .. just throw it outside the house .. and if i am free i will come and pick up in front of the house .. if i don't come then just throw away .... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;She asked " are you sure? is it okie for us to out it opposite the house for you to pick up?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I said " No .. it's okie .. i don't need them anymore .. and don't have to worry .. i won't look for him .. and in fact i have moved on "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;She said " That's good .. becoz we do not want to argue becoz of you anymore"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I said " Okie no problem"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;She said " Fine .. take care then"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;And i just put down the phone ... my heart was shattered ... my hands were trembling .. and i could feel my adrenalin rushing so badly ... it's like i could hardly breathe ... like a rock was on top of my chest ... i took the courage to call 'him'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I asked why did he allow his gf to call me ... he can do anything with the things ... don't have to even ask my permission or inform me at all ... i am not interested ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;He seems 'Blur' .. not knowing what's going on ... and i told him his gf called me ...and then he said he din know she was cleaning his room and throwing away the things ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Then i said .. no problem .. it's ok with me what he wants to do with the things ... but i hope it was him who told me and not his gf ... and i told him i have never demanded for anything ... why must he do this me .. and hurting me again and again .... (I was crying while talking to him) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;And i told him i have already 'Let go ... what else does he wants me to do ? And i have never demanded for anything from him at all ..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Anyway .... i ended the call .. when he said he had customer ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Sigh .. it was such an unexpected incident .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I cried and cried ... then i called 'A' and told her about .. and i told her .. i have already moved on .. but then why is 'he' not giving me a chance to live in peace ..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Why ...... Why can't I moved on with my life without 'him' ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111902519143667178?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111902519143667178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111902519143667178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111902519143667178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111902519143667178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/why-why-cant-i.html' title='Why .... why can&apos;t I ?'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111776580272608148</id><published>2005-06-03T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T10:30:02.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace and Happiness Within ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;How many of us found peace and happiness within ourselves ....  i guess not many people really think about it ... i did not either ... but after my yoga session yesterday .. i began asking myself ... have i found peace and happiness within myself ? The answer is ... No .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I have an old friend 'DW' ... i sent him an SMS to check how he's doing and he replied telling me 'Never been Better' ... and he asked how i was doing .. i said 'Never Been Worse' ... and he replied this .... ' Life actually does not go better by itself. It's all in our hands and how we see it. Optimistic, Confidence, Sacrifices and etc does it. A clear mind is essential'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;He got me thinking .... how well did i try making my life better? In what form should my life be better? What is that would really make me feel happy? Is it big cars? Is it big house? Is it wealth? Is it all measured with the amount of things i own? There are too many questions to be asked ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Human are born with many many characteristics ... greediness is one of them ..... oneself will never be satisfy ... first you wish for a car ... and when you own one ... your demand will increase .. and you wish for a more expensive and luxurious car ... why do human keep demanding? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;One of the reason i can think of is ... peer pressure ... we are surrounded by the same kind of people ... you then start competing against one another .... when will it stop .... it will only stop when you have found peace and happiness within yourself ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i do not know why i am really writting this ... but i am trying to look for peace and happiness within myself too ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Let's all work towards that ... let's pray that we find peace and happiness within ...... and life will be better ... only when we perceive it to be better !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111776580272608148?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111776580272608148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111776580272608148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111776580272608148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111776580272608148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/06/peace-and-happiness-within.html' title='Peace and Happiness Within ...'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111715989494207424</id><published>2005-05-27T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T10:11:34.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tight schedule .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The whole month of May was pretty quite .... not much event ... but when i look at the white board in my office ... June is packed!!! Anyway .... with the extra time i have .... manage to plan my schedule properly ..... but then it seems a little packed for me ..... let see if it is ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Gym : 10.00 am - 12.00 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Badminton : 2.30 pm - 4.30 pm (Occasionally)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Mandarin Class : 8.00 pm - 9.00 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Gym : 7.30 pm - 9.30 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;My only free day ... kinda reserved for wednesday movies ... Cheap! i guess .. haha =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Gym (Yoga) : 8.30 pm - 9.30 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Swimming : 7.30 pm - 8.30 pm (New)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Gym : 3.00 pm - 5.00 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Seem pretty tight huh .... i thought so too ... but i kinda enjoy it ... i enjoy it more than my job ... haha... some of my friends call me a gym freak now ... not exactly ... i just enjoy the fun .... once my kor kor 'B' told me before .... if we can't love what we do .... we have to enjoy what we do ... so i enjoy gym and exercise very much .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;And nope ... i don't have an excellent body or whatsoever .... i am aiming for good health .. and losing weight ... toning my body are just by the way results ... at least i feel healthier now with the amount of exercise i get ... well at least i am happy .... important right ? i thought so too ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;But all these are just planned schedule ... only if time permits me ... if i have event or projects going on ... i doubt i will have the chance to go for these exercise ... but then i will still make sure i go on saturdays and sundays ... why ? i am a 'kiamsiap' girl ... i paid so much for gym ... if i don't utilize the facilities .... i think i am wasting my money ... my granny and mum always remind me not to waste money on unnecessary things ah .... =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Will see how long this schedule can last ... hehe ... =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T.G.I.F&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Was telling 'A' and 'DT' .... i suddenly had the craving for fish and chips from T.G.I.F ...... don't know why .... just the sudden ... hehe ... so we decided to for there for lunch on sunday after my gym session ... and do a little bit of shopping ... need to buy shoes for a good friend of mine 'P' .... well she has got really odd size ... so only malaysia have it i think .... anyway ... it's nothing too troublesome .. i can still handle geh ..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Shall update my blog about the fish and chip ... will make sure i have my camera to take pictures of the fish and chips .... ahahaha .... talking about it makes me hungry ... though i just had Hong Kong Chee Cheong Fun for breakfast ... hehe =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;anyway ... gotta head back to work .... Thank God It's Friday .... adious ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111715989494207424?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111715989494207424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111715989494207424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111715989494207424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111715989494207424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/05/tight-schedule.html' title='Tight schedule .....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111639261868935123</id><published>2005-05-18T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T14:03:15.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincidence ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow .. it seems ages since i update my blog ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway ... i start to realise my blog is usually about sad things ... nothing much about happy things ... maybe there isn't much happy things that happens to me ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;However ... it does not really matter though ... i just thought it would be good to update my blog from time to time ... do not know how many people reads it .... or come back here to read my blog ... it does not really matter though ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The email .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, received and email from 'HIM' and realises .... i should not stay in the past ... i should move on ... He has moved on ... with a better environment and with someone else ... and i think i should move on too ... I still feel sad .. but then ... it's the part and parcels of life i have to go through i think .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am a grown up .. i may not be friends with him now .. but i might be able to accept him as my friend later ... i just need time ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The coincidence .....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Been going to the gym quite often lately ... and i told myself ... and i a health freak or gym freak ... could not answer the question though .... but i feel good about going to gym .. despite the distance i have to drive from work to gym (Cheras to Damansara) and sometimes from home to gym (OUG to Damansara) .. calculated ... it's about 13 kms one day ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aaaa ..... far huh? Not really though .... do not know why i am so into gym ... haha ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The other day I was going for Body Combat (one of my favourite class) and usually i stand in the middle of the class not because i want to attraction attention but just want to make sure i can see the movement from the instructor ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So then, i was looking around the room ... and then i notice someone .. a guy of coz ... and i don't usually look twice but this time i turn around again and took another peep... it was like a mirror image ... I saw this guy who look so much like 'G' .... his hair, his rabbit tooth, the body type (athletic), the clothings ..... wow ... almost 70% resemblance ..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Then .. i just din bother much ..... again yesterday ... i was going for Body Combat class ... this time i was late ... i quickly change, wore my shoe and ran into the class ... the class was almost full ... so i had to stand at the door .... it was almost starting .... i had to bend down to tie my shoe lace, then tie my hair, adjust my shorts properly, pull my socks nicely ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;when i was ready .. and in combat stand ... Oh my God .. it's him again ... he was about 1 metre away from me ... err... practically standing next to me ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Usually i have full concentration in the class because its one of my favourite class but then ..... yesterday i felt a little uneasy and uncomfortable .... don't know why .... i lost my concentration .... he just reminds me so much about 'G' .... it's always the case ... just as i was about to forget ... something will happen ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Is this a coincidence or what ? Why him ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I told 'A' about him .. and she laughed said ... maybe i should get to know him and see how he's like ... and if he is just like 'G' but better ... i should give it a shot ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I thought ... not really ... i don't think i am ready for any right now ... but i am leaving it as it is ..... if it's meant to be then ... it's meant to be ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Anyway .... it's really up to me ... i guess TIME will give me the answer .... Patience is all i need ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111639261868935123?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111639261868935123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111639261868935123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111639261868935123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111639261868935123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/05/coincidence.html' title='Coincidence ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111505083984590153</id><published>2005-05-03T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T10:50:30.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Badminton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/P1010003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/P1010003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Shuttlecock for 2 hours of Badminton session! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Amazing ... this is the first picture i took with my new digital camera ... and it's a picture of a shuttlecock .... haha .. all of you must be asking me why .. well ... i had to tell this ... was using this shuttlecock for my badminton session on sunday ... for 2 hours .... we finished all the shuttlecock and did not manage to buy a new one .. therefore ... we had to use this throughout the whole session ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;thought of buying new ones at the place where we play badminton .. but the guy is actually selling the same brand we are using .. which we think its not good ... so then we decided not to buy any ... haha ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So .... i told 'A' i will take a picture of this and then post it up in my blog ... so .... here it is ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111505083984590153?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111505083984590153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111505083984590153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111505083984590153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111505083984590153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/05/badminton.html' title='Badminton'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111358097274745871</id><published>2005-04-15T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T00:02:52.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's it ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;That's it ... I ended my birthday with nothing .... without any celebration ... haha ... first time in my life .. everything has to be postponed ... sigh ... how sad is that ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Anyway .. just some final thoughts before the end of this so-called 'BIG' day ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Job makes my life possible but then job is not my life .... it is so true .. but then .... does everyone follow this ? No ... we always feel obligated .. and we make it as if job is our life ... sigh ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Anyway ... gotta head back to work ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Big applause for myself for having the most quiet-est so-called 'BIG' day ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111358097274745871?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111358097274745871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111358097274745871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111358097274745871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111358097274745871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/04/thats-it.html' title='That&apos;s it ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111356370436507137</id><published>2005-04-15T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T10:49:26.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The unexpected .... caught me off guard ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh my god .. the unexpected happened ... caught me off guard ah ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's about 5.10 pm ... and I was talking to a HSBC personnel on my handphone (old number - 162) ... then i had an incoming call .. so i told her to hold on .. and i accepted the other call ... it was a private number .. so i said ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello! Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks! But who is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; G***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; G*** G***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh ... hie ... thanks ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; Working ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; No .. (i lied) .. at a friend's place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh ... how's things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Ok.. fine... I never expect you to call ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; I send you sms this morning but you din reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh .. i read your sms at about 9 am ... quite early wor u send ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah .. i send you the sms when i woke up in the morning .. without brushing my teeth and wash up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh .. never expect you to remember ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; Why not? What makes you think i will forget? Give me 3 reasons why i will forget...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Err.. Just never thought you will remember ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; So how's things with you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Ok .. health not very good lately .. cold weather .. sinus problem hit ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; Take good care of your health...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; I will ... your birthday is also near by wor .. 19th right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Many people celebrate for you lor ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; No la ... going for celebration tomorrow at atmosphere .. have a friend who is born in the same month ... so celebrate together ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Good .. and then you have your gf to teman also &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; No la .. where got time ? I work 24 hours .. you know also ma ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; Never see you online for so long keh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; I don't online anymore ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh .. how come ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; No purpose to online .. (i lied . i blocked 'him')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh .. ic ... Not going anywhere tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; No .. no one date me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; Sure or not ? If you ask sure got many people wanna date you ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; HaHa (sarcastically ...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; Laugh (not sure was it sarcastically or jokingly...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; How's things with your gf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; Errr... i talk to you another time la .. i gotto do work .... talk to you some other time ... you take care then ... take care of your health ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Ok .. i will ... bye ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; bye .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hung UP !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What was that suppose to mean ? what is he really trying to do .. i am dying already .... God please help me !!!! sigh ... why must it be today ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My korkor 'P' thinks .. 'he' wans me back .. or he only wanna be friends but most like he wans me back ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My good friend 'A' thinks i should talk to him but then i am not ready yet ... i don't wanna put in hope anymore .. i wanna be freee .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What should i do ? ... arghhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Only God will know .... i leave it all to you ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111356370436507137?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111356370436507137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111356370436507137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111356370436507137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111356370436507137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/04/unexpected-caught-me-off-guard.html' title='The unexpected .... caught me off guard ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111353659254241211</id><published>2005-04-15T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T11:43:12.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The so-called 'BIG' day ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Well ... it's the so-called 'BIG' day ... nothing much special... just a day wiser ... haha ... but this is the day you will know who your good friends are ... i received a number of sms-es .... from friends I have not seen in  a long time (mostly my tarcian friends) .. and i guess it is time to get together and chit chat again ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It was suppose to be a good day ... but I was still at the office until about 3.30 am on the 15th of April ... how sad is that ? However, everything feels smooth until this moment ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Went to the market, got some fruits (grapes and star fruits) .. then the most unexpected thing happened ... i receive an SMS at my old number (162) .. the message wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"Happy birthday hope ur dream will come true ur health is always fine. Enjoy ur birthday party today yah. muaksss. T.Care :-) " from this number (0055)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I was shocked or rather suprise ... never knew "he" would remember despite all the things that had happen ... told my good friend 'A' about it .. like .... what is he trying to do here ? What is he trying to say ? Is there any hidden message here? .. or am i thinking too much ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Well like 'A' say ... some people are just not worth the time to think about so many things ..... and 'He' seems to be one of the 'some people' .... however ... whether i am able to do what i say is another issue ... conflicting huh ? i thought so ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Celebration ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Have a few appointments to attend ... but with the workload i have .. everything has to be delayed ... made lunch and dinner appointment on saturday and i have another appointment yet to be schedule for 'A' and 'DT' .... also a few more friends .. close friends that is ... everything can only be confirm after the 19th April ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Obligation ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Once again i am back to the obligation issue again .. it's the obligation to stay at the office until late at night because everyone else does ... though .. i have to admit i have work to be done .... therefore need to stay late .. but then at time i finished my work but then .. it seem that my bosses are passing the message saying ... i should stay back late to help in anyway ... mmmm ... should it be this way? Is this the way how we are suppose to work?  Is this how we build our profile? Is this how we wanna impress the clients, bosses, vendor etc? What are we trying to prove here ... seriously? Have you all thought about all this before? Have you all? These are the questions I keep asking myself ... sigh ... and answers yet to be found ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Making sure ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I am writing this blog to make sure i don't miss out on this special date ... we can't turn back the clock .. before i got myself into paperwork ... i should write everything i feel now ... maybe will log in again later before end of the day ... and see if my mood changed or not ... haha ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Well ... best wishes to myself .. and may all my wishes come true ... be it in career, wealth, health and ... 'l***' .. not hoping for that much though ... haha .. but we are just normal human ... greediness is in everyone ... hahah .... ciao ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111353659254241211?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111353659254241211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111353659254241211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111353659254241211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111353659254241211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-called-big-day.html' title='The so-called &apos;BIG&apos; day ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111305631382276554</id><published>2005-04-09T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T22:18:33.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Hard ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Wow ... it's been a real long time since i last wrote my blog .... not because i forgot about it but it's because i did not have the time to ... why ? work of coz .... sigh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Sometimes i really wonder why are we so dedicated to work ... and to the task given to us .. what are we trying to prove here ... the money we earn or the income we get .. is it enough to cover all the cost ... not only in monetary terms but in other terms ... is it enough ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;time, freedom, sleep and etc ... all these are to the things we need to sacrifice in order to finish the task given to us at work .... in my opinion i don't think the income i get is not enough at all ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;But .. what am i trying to prove here? .. i asked myself .. then i realise .. i am trying to prove to my clients that i could do it .. and that i am capable of completing the task given to me .. and to show that i am a responsible person .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Besides recognition and experience ... there nothing else i get out of working so hard in completing a task given ...Well that's work ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The past week had been pretty hectic for me .. i had less than 10 hours of sleep in 4 days ... i could feel my eye lid closing whenever i was looking into the computer ... but then i still had to work ... i had to prepare all the necessaries ... indeed it was a success .. i manage to finish my task and the event was successful ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Missing "Him"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;During the past week, when i was feeling to stressed up, tired and demotivated .... i had the thought of "him" ... i do not know why i thought of him .. but then i told 'JC' kor kor ... maybe i miss his smile, laughters, voice, touch, and even his kisses .. or the fact that i know i could get the kind of comfort i need from 'him' ... maybe i thought he can comfort me when i am feeling really down or demotivated ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I was trying so hard not to call him or sms him or even chat with him online ... there was one time when i was chatting with him online ... i felt the shiver ... my hands were shaking while typing on the keyboard, my whole body was shivering .. and i could hardly breathe ... and so 'A' said that i am emotionally disturb and should not think about 'him' anymore ... and the fact that i still love 'him' that much ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I told 'A' ... the day i can talk to him normally again would be the day ... i don't have feelings for him anymore ... and i do not know when would that be .... it's been so long and yet i could still feel 'him' around me ... is it that hard to forget about someone? is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friendship with 'J'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I had a problem with this friend recently, nothing major ... he was having some problem with a girl later .. some psycho we name as ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So we kinda got close and chat really often online .. we chat about everything we can think of ... and i treat him like a big bro of mine ... though he disowned me as the sister already ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;anyway .. there was one day i told him i just woke up at about 5 pm or so .. then i told him i was super hungry and was having a can of shandy .. well .. he sounded me for having shandy and nothing else when i woke up .. understood ... the shandy immediately took effect .. i had tummy upset right after that ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;then i said no worries i will have my gastric pill and then have proper dinner ... so the next day i saw him online .. and he asked if i was ok .. so is say yeap! .. and out of curiosity and i was asking him jokingly ... 'You were worry about me har' ... just like that ... and then he ignored my question ... and then just changed to another topic .. and then din even message me back .. i wonder what went wrong ...  well it does not matter to me now .. i could not care more ... i have so much to think and care about ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;What's so difficult to tell your friends that you worry about them ? I tell that to my friends so often i could hardly keep track ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Anyway ... i guess .. it's up to individuals ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111305631382276554?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111305631382276554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111305631382276554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111305631382276554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111305631382276554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/04/working-hard.html' title='Working Hard ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111133300542975210</id><published>2005-03-20T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T23:36:45.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sound of Music ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Wow ... i am getting lazier day by day .. haha .. seldom write my blog ... but here i am again ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It's not everyday you get to write alot of stories you know ... and sometimes it's hard to put certain incidents into word .. with my poor english .. sometimes it's hard to explain ... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;For my mum ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It's 20th of march today ... and its the anniversary of death for my mum .. she's been away for four years now .... time really flies .... unexpectedly .... i thought about her the whole of last night ... and i missed her .. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Anyway ... i guess she is in some place where she need not suffer anymore .... i will pray for her ... pray she have peace, freedom and happiness where ever she is now ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The walk ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Slept at about 2 am last night ... and had to wake up at 7 am for my morning walk in bukit kiara ... when i went to bed .. it started raining .. so cooling ... and it was a very good sleep ... shut my eyes ... and it seem only a few minutes (maybe more =P) .. my alarm rang .. and i had to drag myself out of bed and get ready ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Picked 'DT', 'A' and her mum ... reach BK about 8-ish ... we started our walk .. we were so 'semangat' initially .. but before we reach the entrance gate ... we joked .. maybe we should turn back .. haha .. anyway .. we continued ...  we finished the full around ... probably about 3 - 4 km walk ... not really sure though .. but we were proud of ourselves ... haha ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It could be due to lack of exercise ... all of us (youngsters) had this itch on our legs... initially i thought it was mosquito or insect bites .. but then 'DT' said it's not .. its the blood circulation that's on our legs .. it's working actively ... and it's like adrenalin rush .. i could feel the itch so badly ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;By the time we finished the walk, we stopped by this organic stall outside the entrance .. wow ... i could feel the itch and almost wanna scratch it badly .. but 'DT" said it will leave marks .. so we were really obedient .. we din scratch at alll ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;After that, we went for breakfast at TTDI...  and then the 3 of us decided to go for Sound of Music at 3 pm ... but the 2 of them had student card but i don't .. (though we are no longer student .. but our student card are still valid .. =P ) So they asked me to search high and low for my student id ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So went home, first thing ... search for my student id ... hahaha .. and guess what .. found it in my personal safe deposit box .. seriously .. i do not know what is it doing there .. haha ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Then ... went for lunch with 'G' and his wife at Mongkok Cha Chan Teng ... talk about some business issues ... talk and talk .. and it was like almost 2 pm ... so we said our goodbye and left ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Sound of music .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Went to pick 'A' and 'DT' ... and rushed down to KL .. thought we gonna missed it .. coz by the time i picked 'DT' it's about 2.20 pm ... so we thought if we missed it then we will go for next week's show ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Anyway .. reached there just in time .. about 15 minutes more before showtime .. the place was packed with cars .. and all of them were looking for parking ... we like stuck there for 5 minutes or so .. we were anxious .. and then the guards were not helping at all ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So 'DT' suggested .. wind down the window and ask the guard ... so i did ... but the guard just ignored us ... so then i wind up the window .. then 'DT' say .. wind down again and ask .. so i did .. but none of the guard responded .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Then i went 'Oh .. o .... the window is stuck .. can't wind up .. neither can it wind down' .. so then .. we parked the car ..and 'A' was trying to help me push the window up .. but it din work .. so i told them .. just leave it ... then we tried all sorts of way to cover that window ... then they were worry about the car getting stolen and etc .. so i told them it's okie la .. just leave it ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So then ... 'DT' suggested to tell the guards .. so we told one of the guard .. and the guard is eithr stupid or being ignorant ... or arrogant .. dunno which .. and he said ... 'Open the door and wind it up .. so we told him cannot ... coz it's stuck ...' and guess what he says ... 'how can .. people who come and watch the shows here ... how come can't afford to fix the car ' .. we look at each other and look at him .. feeling extremely weird ... then we just ignore him and figure out a way by ourselves ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So we found a plastic bag in my car .. tore it open and cover that window ... fuh ~~~ after going through all the trouble .. finally ... then we rushed in to purchase tickets ... had some hiccups while purchasing tickets .. but manage too ... We got the so call best seat in student category .. not so bad ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Show started ... we enjoyed ... initially the 3 of us were sweating .. with the effort of covering the window and all .. under the sun ... but as the show started .. the air con gets colder and colder .. fuh ~~~ chilling ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Well .. what can i say .. the 3 of us enjoyed the show very much .. and our favourite character is 'Gretel' ... she was so adorable ... hehe ... love it ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;For those who have not seen if yet .... or have never went for such show before .. should try .. it's nice ... but make sure u bring a shawl or jacket .. coz the air con is freezing cold ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111133300542975210?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111133300542975210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111133300542975210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111133300542975210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111133300542975210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/03/sound-of-music.html' title='The Sound of Music ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111098978966110969</id><published>2005-03-16T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T00:16:29.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obligation ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;People say 'Enjoy study life as much as possible, as you will be working for the next 40 years'... When old people tell you that, you just thought they were saying it for fun .. but then i believe it now ... experiencing it now ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Sometimes i feel like .. just going up to my boss and tell them 'Hey .. I am resigning' .. throw the letter in front of them ... and then walk out ... but how many people can do that? ... I'll be the first ... i can't ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;At work recently ... it's just frustrating .. and not because of work stress or work load .. but the obligation to stay at the office until late night ... which i don't think i should feel that way should i ? why should i feel obligated ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To start off ... sometimes i get off work early to go to gym or go for my mandarin classes or even go for a movie with a friend ... i get off work about 6.30 ... or 7.oo ... nothing earlier than 6.oo pm ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Everyone in the office goes home pretty late .. maybe about 8.00 pm or so ... but then .. i finished my task, send whichever email that i need to, and send whatever report i am instructed to ... what's wrong with leaving office early ... i feel obligated sometimes and then ... i will be late for some of my appointments ... even late for gym and missing my classes ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;However, i realise today that .. i won't feel obligated anymore .. as .. 'Job makes my life possible BUT job is not my life' ... I have my own life and i have my own interest ... i can't make job as my life ... if it's gonna be continuously like this .. i think i rather quit .... the day i quit .. will be the day i realise job is becoming my life ... NEVER ever make that happen ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;As of now i can still tolerate ... but to what level can my tolerance go ... i wonder .... patience is all i need right now ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dreams .... any meaning ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I had a dream last night .. a dream i never thought could happen ... it's all kinda blur .. but what i remembered clearly was .. i was hugging 'him' from behind... leaning against 'his' back .. i could smell 'his' body odour or was it his cologne ... it seem so real ... we were so happy ... we were on a holiday or something ... i could see 'his' face so clearly ... and feel 'him' close to me .. but it's all a dream ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Well .. the dream made me realise .. i have not been able to get over 'him' yet .. but then .. i am trying my best to .. with help from my friends 'A' ... my kor kor 'JC' and 'P' ..... it's all the courage and advise they have given me ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I won't be able to accept 'him' as my friend not .... maybe in the future ... which i don't know when ... the time will come ... time heals ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Message for 'JT'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Leave everything as it is .. nothing you can do about .. there more important things out there that needs your attention ... and time is all you need ... time will prove everything ...  only you can understand yourself best ... let it flow .. challenges always come .. and it never stops ... like what CSI say ... 'What you are never changes BUT who you are NEVER stop changing'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111098978966110969?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111098978966110969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111098978966110969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111098978966110969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111098978966110969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/03/obligation.html' title='Obligation ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111082027896403549</id><published>2005-03-15T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T01:14:51.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I had my second lesson of mandarin class today, initially I have this lesson with a friend of mine 'L' but then ... i think i am causing too much pressure, decided to have one-to-one session instead ... oh well ... i am okie going for this lesson on my own .. i am not learning for becoz of other people .. but i am learning for myself ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do we act like our age?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Last friday, me and a few friends 'A', 'DT' and 'D' went to tesco for grocery shopping. Well me and 'A' had to do some grocery shopping and the other two was there to hang out... but then .. turn out 'D' did a little bit of shopping too ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The shopping was fun though ... we went there after my gym session about 10-ish .. reach there about 10.30 pm ... yeah ... we had like a midnight shopping thing ... and we were suprise we stayed in tesco until about 12-ish ... fuh ~~~ =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;There were many hilarious moments in the shopping session, one i will always remember ... 'D' was told to buy shower soap for the family... and was told to buy 10 ... was not sure if it was 10 packets or 10 bars ... bought 10 packets (3 bars per packet) ... so i asked ... how many bars of soap you need a month ... answer: averagely about one bar per month .. so i laughed and say .. 'wow... you have shower soap supply for the next 30 months ... no need to buy shop for the next 3 years ' ( it was a joke) ... and it was so so .. farnee .... hahaha !!!! anyway .. 'D' .. hope u dun mind ... but i had to share this ... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The truth is out ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I did a really stupid thing today ... unexpectedly .... i called 'Him' ... i was having this really painful tummyache .. was not sure if it was the gastric or just plain tummyache .. and i was in so much pain ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;the past few days, i had dream about 'him' ... which i never thought i would ... and i do not know what gave me the courage to make that call to 'him' ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;and yes .. i did ... when 'he' asked why i called ? i was speechless ... helplessly .. i started crying .. i got a little updates about 'him' ... it was a casual talk ... and for the first time ... 'he' did not lie to me anymore ... 'he' told me the truth ... a truth i was prepared for a long long time ... a truth i long waited for 'him' to tell me ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;after knowing the truth .. i was not sad ... neither was i happy ... i felt nothing ... but a little pinch to my heart ... helplessly .. i felt my heart stopped for a few seconds ... which i kinda expected ... i would be telling lie if i say i am not hoping for something out of this call i made to 'him' .... 'he' told me ... 'you understand me better than anyone else'... what does it suppose to mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;oh well... i told 'him frankly ... i cannot accept 'him' as my friend now ... for what 'he' has done to me .. and i do not know how long i need to forget all about the past and move on to the future and start a brand new friendship with 'him' .... it will be a really long time before i can have the courage to do so .... definitely not now .... and not in the next few month ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;anyway... i sincerely hope ... 'he' lives a better life without me .... because i am learning to live a better life without him ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Love is not about gazing into one another but it's about looking into the same direction together ...... me and 'him' failed to do so .... hope the rest of you are able to ..... Good Luck !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111082027896403549?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111082027896403549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111082027896403549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111082027896403549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111082027896403549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/03/lesson-2.html' title='Lesson 2'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111050896618788399</id><published>2005-03-11T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T10:54:58.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Hurt ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I had my Yoga session last night and Dr Dhillip convey a really nice message to us;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be grateful to those who have hurt you,&lt;br /&gt;For they reinforce determination in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I thought about it and asked myself, why should i be grateful to those people who have hurt me? I should be feeling revengeful, unhappy, and have hatred in me. Dr Dhillip then explain we should be really grateful for those people who have hurt us before, for they reinforce determination in us. Determination here means, we are determined to live a better life than him/her, we are determined to do much more better than him/her not in a competitive way and it also means that we are determined to prove to him/her we are able to bring ourself up again even though they have hurt us ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he explain, he also told us this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you lose faith in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You will lose control of your emotions.&lt;br /&gt;When you lose control of your emotions,&lt;br /&gt;You will die within youself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so true that, when you lose faith in whatever you do ... you will lose control of your emotions ... and when you lose control ... you tend to do stupid, dumb, unneccesary things which does not benefit youself or anyone at all .. why should we torture ourselves? why should we feel sorry for ourselves? why do we wanna die within ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you spending our time wisely, we should live everyday as happy as it is rather than feeling sorry for what has happenned and thinking about things that are not worth our time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know since when, i started to realise this or since when i take these inspirational and motivational messages seriously. All i know is, these messages are the ones that woke me up from many uncertainties, many mistakes i have made, many unhealthy thoughts and many many more.&lt;br /&gt;You may not believe it now, but it's believing in yourself that will lead you to a healthier, happier and problem-free life ( err... problem-free maybe not ... but i do hope for ... =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all my beloved friends .... Always Believe In Yourself, For I Believe In You !&lt;br /&gt;If William Hung can do it, why can't we? HaHa !!! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111050896618788399?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111050896618788399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111050896618788399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111050896618788399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111050896618788399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/03/getting-hurt.html' title='Getting Hurt ....'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111042307345224981</id><published>2005-03-10T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T10:57:38.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/640/kamwonton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/4035/200/kamwonton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'JC' Kor Kor ... This is Wan Tan Mee ....&lt;br /&gt;Yum Yum !! =P &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111042307345224981?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111042307345224981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111042307345224981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111042307345224981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111042307345224981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/03/jc-kor-kor.html' title=''/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111038192652026528</id><published>2005-03-09T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T23:25:26.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>G.S.I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gossip Scene Investigation......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;How much gossip is too much ? It's everywhere ... at home, at work, between friends, at the gym etc ....  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Sometimes gossip can lead to misunderstanding, hatred, embarassment, discomfort etc .... and why do people still gossip ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I have to admit that i am one of those people who gossipsssss... hey i have to admit that some gossips are very interesting ... example: Underground relationship ... the most popular topic in big office .. HeHe !! Then, there are dissatisfaction with colleagues gossip and so on ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Hmmm.... why did i start the gossip topic today ... Well .. i was having a discussion with one of my ex-colleague .. we talked about those happy and happy incidents in the office (which are mainly gossips) ...involving dissatisfaction, anger, hatred, unappreciated, disappointment and many more....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Life would be less entertaining without gossip ... I am sure alot of people will agree with me ... HeHe!! =P Nevertheless, just becareful who you gossip with ... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111038192652026528?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111038192652026528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111038192652026528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111038192652026528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111038192652026528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/03/gsi.html' title='G.S.I'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111029947214436155</id><published>2005-03-08T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T00:31:12.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wan Tan Mee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Something really funny happened today, I was chatting with my pet bro 'JC' on yahoo messenger... he's from hong kong and now working in singapore. I was telling him about me having 'Wan Tan Mee' for lunch ... he kept asking me 'What is that?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I was trying so hard explaining to him, and the pc in my office does not allow me to type in chinese ... HaHa!! Thinking about this makes me laugh .. so i told him .. 'Wan Tan Mee = Cloud Swallow Noodle' .. he showed me the question mark emoticon .. so i translated the words one by one .. 'Wan = Cloud , Tan = Swallow and Mee = Noodle' ... yet he still showed me the question mark emoticon ... so i asked him what's cloud in cantonese... and then .. he reliased what i was trying to tell him .. HaHa !!!! He is so funny ... i hope he is reading this ... but this 'Wan Tan Mee' thingy is really classic ... hope all of you reading this had a great laugh ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come and Go ....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;People come and people go ... it's amazing how fast these things happen ... i dunno when i started to feel writing blog is like expressing myself ... or even feel that blog is like recording all the things that happened in a day ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i lost of one my pet bro today ... i don't have many pet bros though ... 2 in hong kong (excellent pet bros ... who are always there to hear me out) ... 2 in KL ... that's all i have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;so ... i lost one of the KL pet bro 'J' ...  being a elder pet bro is not easy i think ... you have to listen to all the mei mei's problems, be there for her when she needs you to, provide advise, worry about her being and all .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I guess 'J' has had enough of 'Nolife' ... 'Nolife' = 'Trouble" / "Worries" .... anyway ... though it's the end of bro-sis relationship .. but we can still be normal friends ... so ... no more sms-es, no more calls .... the journey has come to an end ... but it's a beginning to build a different relationship&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111029947214436155?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111029947214436155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111029947214436155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111029947214436155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111029947214436155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/03/wan-tan-mee.html' title='Wan Tan Mee'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111025068019519851</id><published>2005-03-08T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T11:01:24.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; had my first Mandarin Lesson last night. Was late on my first lesson, due to unforeseen circumstances... what else could it be? Work-related of coz ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was funny in the beginning as the tutor asked me and my friend 'L' if we mind learning kindergarden and also primary syllables ... We looked at each other and started laughing as we find it funny. 20+ years old and we are learning kindergarden syllables. HaHa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, we have to start from some where and kindergarden level seems right for us .. Gotta take things slow ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should have been a 2 hours session but i think for first lesson 2 hours can be quite a challenge ... HaHa !! So ... we only had 1 hour session for the first lesson... Bravo !! As you know .. when you grow older, absorption level for knowledge tends to get slower. HeHe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psychotics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;What has the world turn into ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Was chatting with my pet bro 'J' ... i was shocked to know that there are alot of psychotic people around. I have to admit I used to be one of them =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;When 'He' hurt me... i felt i became a little pyscho. 'Revenge' was all over my head ... I wanted to make sure he fails in his business and he fails in every little thing he does... I even wanted to buy over his shop so that he can't operate his business... my pet bros and friends advise me not to .. as it is not healthy ... but then at the moment ... all the advises don't seem to matter ... 'He' ruined my life and I wanted to make sure i ruin 'His' !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My pet bros and friends said that I was wasting my time, energy and money on something that is not worthy ... But i never realised that until i read the book The Present. So ... kor kor ... hope you are reading this .. recommend this book to that person .. it might be able to help&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111025068019519851?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111025068019519851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111025068019519851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111025068019519851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111025068019519851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/03/first-lesson.html' title='First Lesson'/><author><name>NoLiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00370991808264253099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11269155.post-111012019700429486</id><published>2005-03-07T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T23:09:27.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NoLife .. So Read ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This is my first time using blog, I was introduced to blog by a mutual friend of mine ... Roy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he's been writing it for many years and I thought it would be kinda fun if I have my own blog too ... so 'ta daaaa'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite knowing Roy for many years .... he never mention about me in any of his blogs ... so I thought it will be nice if I mention his name in my first blog ... just to make him feel guilty ... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My title .... Nolife... So Read ... in fact this was given to me when i mention to my pet bro 'J' that i was planning to open a book rental cafe ... I asked for his opinion about naming my cafe ... so he said "NoLiFe ... So Read..." I thought it's was kinda cool though .... and it kinda suit me in some ways ... so ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things have happened recently, and i believe that it's a test God is putting me into. To test my patience, my tolerance level, my decision-making skills etc... I took it really hard initially but then started to realised that i don't lose anything through this test but instead i will gain something; be it a good or bad experience, good or bad knowledge... i have to admit that i gained something through the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i was introduced to a book from a friend of mine 'Tiger' .... it's entitled "The Present" by Dr. Spencer Johnson. It was an excellent book. It made me realise one thing " LEARN from the PAST, TREASURE the PRESENT and PLAN for the FUTURE" ... the book mentioned "We live life with a sense of Purpose, and we need to learn how to respond to these Purpose"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend this book to anyone who is having trouble with life .. or have question about how life can be so complicated ... or even felt that life is worthless ... Go straight to MPH right now .. grab a copy of "The Present" ... it will change your view immediately. Even if you don't wanna spend money buying the book, just spend 2 hours in the bookstore and you will be able to finish the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book changed my views about life, i was completely disappointed with my life in the past few weeks. Things was not going the way i want them to and i felt that God was being unfair to me, giving me such test and challenge i could barely bear with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i don't feel the same way anymore, i used to live in the past and kept thinking about what has happened, what i could have done if i were given a second chance, how i could have done it better than before and how i could have make things better ... This are all wrong !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should never live in the past, instead we should learn from the past, learn about all the mistakes we have done and never to repeat them again. It is always easy to be said than done. It is very challenging to be able to move on from the past and be in the present. But nothing is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forgiveness:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;People can always forgive but they can never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never be able to forget about anything at all, your brains were not given the intelligence or the ability to forget things. These happy or unhappy incidents will always be in your memory, stored somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I have forgiven 'Him' for all he has done to me BUT i will NEVER forget all that 'He' has done to my life. All about 'Him' is stored somewhere in my memory, be it the good or the bad memories... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Sometimes I wish i could forget all about 'Him' but then i can't or maybe ... i choose not to ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, "IMPOSSIBLE is NOTHING" (a tagline adidas uses) ... highly recommended by my pet bro 'YK' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11269155-111012019700429486?l=nolifesoread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/feeds/111012019700429486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11269155&amp;postID=111012019700429486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111012019700429486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11269155/posts/default/111012019700429486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolifesoread.blogspot.com/2005/03/nolife-so-read.html' title='NoLife .. 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