<?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-1548205646405730715</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:00:38.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bits and pieces.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-4931979869549009240</id><published>2009-02-28T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:27:18.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I played mahjong today and I WON!! Mahjong is a eerie game because when you are on a winning streak, nothing can stop you. You see the tiles, you keep winning, you get scared. /kiakia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i think tomorrow's game is on. I can't run away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-4931979869549009240?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4931979869549009240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=4931979869549009240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4931979869549009240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4931979869549009240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-played-mahjong-today-and-i-won.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-6047682807363848864</id><published>2009-02-26T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:57:28.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope I don't get chosen for EE! Today everybody was home to celebrate laobei's birthday. I believe he must have felt nostalgic at some moments although he did not admit it. As usual the 2 wild troublemakers were the happiest, mainly because of the chocolate cake. /evil1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAOBEI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-6047682807363848864?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6047682807363848864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=6047682807363848864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6047682807363848864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6047682807363848864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hope-i-dont-get-chosen-for-ee-today.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-1124017657553902972</id><published>2009-02-24T15:05:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:43:34.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SaOe2cOmtQI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/OQMiD5sjP-E/s1600-h/m038.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306259444100150530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 50px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 50px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SaOe2cOmtQI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/OQMiD5sjP-E/s320/m038.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i spent a sleepless night at sai's home playing mahjong! /tired&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SaOe2cOmtQI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/OQMiD5sjP-E/s1600-h/m038.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SaOfN7cToyI/AAAAAAAAARE/DwmPuHUYXh4/s1600-h/m019.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306259847616111394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 50px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 50px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SaOfN7cToyI/AAAAAAAAARE/DwmPuHUYXh4/s320/m019.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pp turned out to be the winner because shemale passed all her luck to her. /huat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SaOfdr6MLbI/AAAAAAAAARM/7hqDSvsPiNI/s1600-h/m131.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306260118324391346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 50px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 50px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SaOfdr6MLbI/AAAAAAAAARM/7hqDSvsPiNI/s320/m131.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shemale may step on doggy poo-s and become birds' poo target since she passed all her luck to pp. PIACK! /evil1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SaOfuRvdVlI/AAAAAAAAARU/GLYJzZ9c2Qw/s1600-h/m205.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306260403357832786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 50px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 50px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SaOfuRvdVlI/AAAAAAAAARU/GLYJzZ9c2Qw/s320/m205.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;im going to continue playing cards with my sister and brother later. /argh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SaOgACwiZZI/AAAAAAAAARc/pZ3q5Ome6Ko/s1600-h/m159.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306260708573472146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 50px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 50px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SaOgACwiZZI/AAAAAAAAARc/pZ3q5Ome6Ko/s320/m159.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FYP IS OVER! /march&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SaOgMTBQVjI/AAAAAAAAARk/q-Zre6naSu0/s1600-h/m084.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306260919096989234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 50px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 50px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SaOgMTBQVjI/AAAAAAAAARk/q-Zre6naSu0/s320/m084.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;laobei and laobu wants to go over to Sabah for holidays! /ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-1124017657553902972?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1124017657553902972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=1124017657553902972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1124017657553902972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1124017657553902972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-spent-sleepless-night-at-sais-home.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SaOe2cOmtQI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/OQMiD5sjP-E/s72-c/m038.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-7854418701275196896</id><published>2009-02-20T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:58:04.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;IM FINALLY DONE WITH FYP!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's done and I don't want to touch it anymore. I can see lazy afternoons ahead until I fly Sabah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Things to do before I fly Sabah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Meet lulu up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Collect passport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dye my hair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mahjong session with sai and pp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finish all the salmon slices at riben cun!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Start exercising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bring jaz to zooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;updating soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-7854418701275196896?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7854418701275196896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=7854418701275196896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/7854418701275196896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/7854418701275196896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-finally-done-with-fyp-its-done-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-6401777823962013313</id><published>2009-01-02T09:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T09:20:55.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SV1rnnW3c6I/AAAAAAAAAQY/PnuQj7AU7Lk/s1600-h/DSC01692.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I woke up at 5am today to go to school with jaz on his first day. It is a mixed feeling of anxiety and excitement as an aunty. The look on his face shows me how happy he is to wear his brand new school uniform and shoes. Geared with his Ben 10 bag, wallet and watch, he looks contented and even proud I would say. I have a feeling I will have a good night's sleep tonight after shopping with shemale. /evil1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;DON'T FALL ASLEEP!!! (im trying hard) /argh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286500123661808034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SV1r2nfrsaI/AAAAAAAAAQg/cmV2frh3nwo/s320/DSC01692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;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/1548205646405730715-6401777823962013313?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SV1r2nfrsaI/AAAAAAAAAQg/cmV2frh3nwo/s72-c/DSC01692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-1473348356499029176</id><published>2008-11-14T00:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:16:14.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAZ !!!&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/1548205646405730715-1473348356499029176?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1473348356499029176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You made me realise how happy my life is with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's all I want to say. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-1642390631271539895?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1642390631271539895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=1642390631271539895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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But it's complicated. I just told you some things that may be hurtful. But I don't know if I love myself more than I love you. It's realistic, yes. But I'm sorry. I don't know when I can get back to you. You'll be there waiting, somewhere. &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/1548205646405730715-8716718436819974750?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8716718436819974750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=8716718436819974750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8716718436819974750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8716718436819974750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-6825394746103662395</id><published>2008-11-04T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T17:30:17.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes I have a fb account finally. I'm still exploring the wonders of fb during any free time. /hyper And shemale was having her mc for the whole day! I almost got burnt by her hair in the lift when we could not find sai and duannie. /kiakia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am in a wierd mode. I don't know wat I am thinking and feeling currently. Sudoku calms me down yes. So when you see me play sudoku the next time, it means I am feeling empty. /yep My mum's friend is outside in my living room. I am drowned in her thunderous voice making irritating comments on every single dialogue in that tw drama. /...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shemale is not home yet. Im waiting for my photobooth photos!&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/1548205646405730715-6825394746103662395?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6825394746103662395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=6825394746103662395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6825394746103662395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6825394746103662395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes-i-have-fb-account-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-9213892934853245566</id><published>2008-11-03T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T01:13:13.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM HAPPY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today was day out with shemale. Shemale does not look like shemale now because she has dyed and permed her hair! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;BUT WE FORGOT TO TAKE PHOTOS AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Once again, im a red head. Shemale just told me a secret. /evil1  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's getting a bit difficult to stay un-bhb bacause we are both flattered by that remark. /hyper &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/1548205646405730715-9213892934853245566?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9213892934853245566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=9213892934853245566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/9213892934853245566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/9213892934853245566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-happy.html' title='I AM HAPPY'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-2831592903412388982</id><published>2008-10-28T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:26:23.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;MY MUM IS HAVING MENOPAUSE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;VERY SERIOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-2831592903412388982?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2831592903412388982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=2831592903412388982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2831592903412388982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2831592903412388982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-mum-is-having-menopause.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-3426340422863761323</id><published>2008-10-27T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T16:11:33.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIGGEST LIE OF THE DAY !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;=© O.Y.J®= n0 pAiN n0 gAn™ i ♥ Franco! Ayzeel! =© O.Y.J.®= says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=© O.Y.J®= n0 pAiN n0 gAn™ i ♥ Franco! Ayzeel! =© O.Y.J.®= says:&lt;br /&gt;wah laoooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=© O.Y.J®= n0 pAiN n0 gAn™ i ♥ Franco! Ayzeel! =© O.Y.J.®= says:&lt;br /&gt;i AM TALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=© O.Y.J®= n0 pAiN n0 gAn™ i ♥ Franco! Ayzeel! =© O.Y.J.®= says:&lt;br /&gt;=X&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/1548205646405730715-3426340422863761323?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3426340422863761323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=3426340422863761323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/3426340422863761323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/3426340422863761323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/biggest-lie-of-day.html' title='BIGGEST LIE OF THE DAY !'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-3575759883788597964</id><published>2008-10-23T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:55:14.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Tomorrow will be ktv session with pee6!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;/hyper&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/1548205646405730715-3575759883788597964?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3575759883788597964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=3575759883788597964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/3575759883788597964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/3575759883788597964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/tomorrow-will-be-ktv-session-with-pee6.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-2008981039339684602</id><published>2008-10-21T22:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:18:58.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SP3iTCSJNAI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VFC3Nf9cyr8/s1600-h/DSC01566.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is the first day of consultation for fyp. My brain feels so dry till now. This project stretches over a period of 4 months and I don't want to screw it up since this will be my last major project. I lost my inspiration! /... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think it will come back eventually. Just wait patiently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, I just came back from dinner with shemale akl and saimu opposite school. We finished one whole chicken! It was an all-topics gossip session with them. Our topics ranged from fyp to people to ghost. /faint &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;INSPIRATION COME BACK !&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/1548205646405730715-2008981039339684602?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2008981039339684602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=2008981039339684602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2008981039339684602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2008981039339684602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-saimu-wearing-shemales-specs.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-1908837440453321664</id><published>2008-10-20T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:57:00.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;School started today full of laughter and gossips. /evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, it didn't turn out like what we expected. smiles. But we finally got to eat the long-awaited design canteen western food and spent some time in the library catching up. As usual duannie was the entertainer keeping the energy level high. /hyper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;After that me and shemale went to a shop in tampines which sells really cheap hoodie. Only $8! I can see shemale frequenting that shop for hoodie collection! /hyper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A day with shemale akl saimu duannie pp and jy was great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: yong approved my add/drop for next module! /hyper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-1908837440453321664?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1908837440453321664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=1908837440453321664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1908837440453321664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1908837440453321664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/school-started-today-full-of-laughter.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-9186935760045445018</id><published>2008-10-17T13:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T13:43:14.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/YES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;TODAY IS THE LAST DAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can contain my zest no more! /YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Later I will be eating steamboat with pp and shemale! /YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't have to come here anymore! /YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;akl, duannie and saimu will be back tomorrow! /YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just finished my sip report! /YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is good-hair day! /YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't have to see people with masks anymore! /YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;/YES /YES /YES /YES /YES /YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;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/1548205646405730715-9186935760045445018?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9186935760045445018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=9186935760045445018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/9186935760045445018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/9186935760045445018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/yes.html' title='/YES'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-8180076021838254028</id><published>2008-10-16T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:31:42.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;jitao foetus jiu eat buffet liao leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;McCryssie♪ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;/teehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;McCryssie♪ says:&lt;br /&gt;i knew it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;the intestine like conveyor belt yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;no wonder she loves buffet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sa says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;/hyper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;McCryssie♪ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;McCryssie♪ says:&lt;br /&gt;WAHLAOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;McCryssie♪ says:&lt;br /&gt;/faint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-8180076021838254028?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8180076021838254028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=8180076021838254028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8180076021838254028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8180076021838254028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/sa-says-jitao-foetus-jiu-eat-buffet.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-2337100971438959136</id><published>2008-10-14T12:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:01:54.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saimu has been controlling my saimu today. Oh saimu! /sai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;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/1548205646405730715-2337100971438959136?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2337100971438959136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=2337100971438959136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2337100971438959136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2337100971438959136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/saimu-has-been-controlling-my-saimu.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-853238150451462480</id><published>2008-10-13T11:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T11:51:04.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This the the last week finally. /YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't wait to go back to school ! The chicken chop in design canteen seems to be waiting for me! School is such a good place to be in with all my friends and the OTOT sessions. smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Next saturday I will be going to sungei road again with crys. This time orund without jaz. After that we'll be meeting pp to eat popeye at the airport and giving akl our promised hugs. Can't wait for this saturday! /hyper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;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/1548205646405730715-853238150451462480?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/853238150451462480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=853238150451462480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/853238150451462480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/853238150451462480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-the-last-week-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-2458867692164070937</id><published>2008-10-10T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:55:25.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Recently I guess I have been brain-washed by this colleague working in my internship company. I start to think that human live for money and reality. I do not want to become such a money-minded person to the extent that I become unhappy without it. But I guess lulu knows what I feel. Sometimes its not that we are money-minded, just that we really can't live without it. So let me re-phrase it. I do not want to live for money, but without money I can't live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh shit Oh saimu! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last week I heard this pastor preaching this in the new church I went to. He said there was a man who worked hard all his life for gold. He was also a samaritan who gave generously to the needy. One day he died peacefully and as he was about to rise to Heaven, an angel appeared beside him to lead the way. But he beckoned the angel to give him a moment. The angel waited. After a while, the man returned with a bag full of gold. The angel asked him, " Why are you carrying such a big bag of gold? You won't be able to use them in Heaven!'. The man replied, "I worked so hard all my life for all these gold. I just want to take them a long with me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When they reached the gates of Heaven, the angels saw the man panting under the load of that bag of gold and asked, " Why are you carrying that bag of gold when in Heaven, even our roads are made of that material."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I heard that remark I suddenly realised that no matter how much I earn in this world, it wouldn't come in useful in the place where I hope most of us will go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;SAVE FOR TW TRIP!! =D&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/1548205646405730715-2458867692164070937?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2458867692164070937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=2458867692164070937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2458867692164070937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2458867692164070937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/recently-i-guess-i-have-been-brain.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-5034067744065145200</id><published>2008-10-07T14:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T14:49:41.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's 11 days to the end of this programme. And I hope time flies. Because the end of this programme marks the coming back of angkeyla seanie sammu mac and char. smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and crys are NBNBs. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;PS : PP! Jaz is my nephew! smiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-5034067744065145200?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5034067744065145200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=5034067744065145200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/5034067744065145200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/5034067744065145200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/counting-down.html' title='Counting down'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-678673361574285155</id><published>2008-10-06T11:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:33:13.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;JAZ SAYS HI !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253882365248827762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SOmKLMhYcXI/AAAAAAAAANw/5p1e3orKWCU/s320/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cDjd2lJ7SFI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cDjd2lJ7SFI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This was supposed to be posted 2 days ago. But I have been too tired to blog these few days. I went out with hoodies unite on saturday and the day ended with a spread at 85. I only bought a t-shirt for myself that day and all other stuff were for xiaoni and piglet. And I just realised yesterday that crys did not buy anything for herself. Oooops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&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/1548205646405730715-678673361574285155?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/678673361574285155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=678673361574285155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/678673361574285155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/678673361574285155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/jaz-says-hi-this-was-supposed-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SOmKLMhYcXI/AAAAAAAAANw/5p1e3orKWCU/s72-c/DSC00007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-4716605285539740581</id><published>2008-10-03T17:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:27:23.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She is confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;She was the best friend to her. But she did not look like she treated her as her best friend. It is either her way of treating friends is so profound I cannot decipher or her way of treating friends was just plain bad. She was always there for her, at her beck and call. But at the end of the day, there she stands, alone in the chaos and confusion. She says those that I experienced and tried to bear with, she went through them all. I am surprised at her extent of patience and compromising she is willing to give to this friendship. But there is a limit to this extent. When there is nothing else you can do to this friendship, talk to us. We do not only want to share your joy and laughter, but also your disappointment and loss. We can't say we will be here 24/7. Nobody can. But what we can promise you is a listening ear whenever we can. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;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/1548205646405730715-4716605285539740581?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4716605285539740581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=4716605285539740581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4716605285539740581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4716605285539740581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/she-is-confused.html' title='She is confused'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-3524694385990041771</id><published>2008-10-02T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:57:53.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ooops this entry is delayed by 2 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday I met up with lulu and we ate fish and co. The seafood platter, yes that one. Thinking of it makes me feel lunch is months away from now. Actually the place and food didn't matter as much as the person I was with. Jerome and Joseph are a pair of jokers. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-3524694385990041771?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3524694385990041771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=3524694385990041771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/3524694385990041771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/3524694385990041771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/ooops-this-entry-is-delayed-by-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-8328262601284746592</id><published>2008-09-30T11:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T11:27:55.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recession?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm feeling so energetic today even with only 6 hours of sleep. /hyper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm already thinking of what to eat for lunch. smiles. But a single stupid thought keeps popping up in my mind. The possibility of us meeting a recession right after we graduate has been bugging me since I heard the news this morning. Oh nooooooooooooooooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I don't know if I should buy this stunner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.thefreshpage.com/uploads/images/gadgets/sony-ericsson-w980.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-8328262601284746592?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8328262601284746592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=8328262601284746592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8328262601284746592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8328262601284746592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/recession.html' title='Recession?'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-3751178650685215728</id><published>2008-09-29T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:45:59.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The greatest sis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've got nothing to blog about these past days. But now there is one thing I want everybody to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have a great mother as my sister. The greatest you can imagine. So much so I can say I love you to her. Now I can proudly say I have the greatest sis! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-3751178650685215728?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3751178650685215728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=3751178650685215728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/3751178650685215728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/3751178650685215728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/greatest-mum.html' title='The greatest sis.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-4857942461323023663</id><published>2008-09-25T10:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T10:30:49.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The journey seems long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'm not giving up so soon because it's only 3++ weeks left to the end of SIP! Can't wait to get back to school where all the slacking happens! Angkeyla its only this bit left and you will be back!&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, I shall promise not to take any more leave from work no matter how sick I feel. I will drag myself to work every working day of the week. Oh crys sammu and seanie are missing from msn today. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-4857942461323023663?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4857942461323023663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=4857942461323023663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4857942461323023663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4857942461323023663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/journey-seems-long.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-3863823057464614826</id><published>2008-09-22T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T21:03:34.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;McCryssie♪ says:&lt;br /&gt;sexy de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McCryssie♪ says:&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McCryssie♪ says:&lt;br /&gt;i liek vampie stuffs leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;you dun xian tai shen lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;ooops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McCryssie♪ says:&lt;br /&gt;and magician&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McCryssie♪ says:&lt;br /&gt;those mysterious stuffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;yongtoufu got one pic look like vamp de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;i mean vampire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McCryssie♪ says:&lt;br /&gt;tht one is dracula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McCryssie♪ says:&lt;br /&gt;not sexy pls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McCryssie♪ says:&lt;br /&gt;old de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;oooops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McCryssie♪ says:&lt;br /&gt;count dracula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McCryssie♪ says:&lt;br /&gt;OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McCryssie♪ says:&lt;br /&gt;NEXTTTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;WALAOOOOOOOOo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;is kelian de&lt;/span&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/1548205646405730715-3863823057464614826?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3863823057464614826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=3863823057464614826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/3863823057464614826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/3863823057464614826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/mccryssie-says-sexy-de-mccryssie-says.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-8669693037036728230</id><published>2008-09-22T00:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T01:03:10.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories are made of these. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A DAY AT E-HUB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNZ1OSFeS6I/AAAAAAAAANA/XsYf_D_ye_4/s1600-h/DSC01501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248511303980305314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNZ1OSFeS6I/AAAAAAAAANA/XsYf_D_ye_4/s320/DSC01501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The mother and son for the day =D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNZ0LK4TnRI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YIkV1PBAtlg/s1600-h/DSC01502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248510150994795794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNZ0LK4TnRI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YIkV1PBAtlg/s320/DSC01502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now you see who they are.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248520667618729858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNZ9vUW134I/AAAAAAAAANo/B3JHNS4QpRc/s320/SSL20536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Dancing Queen is in my mind." *smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248512385998083362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNZ2NQ6nVSI/AAAAAAAAANg/jrPAXiQrDZk/s320/DSC01515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweating it out in the arcade! But the score was lousy =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNZ0LbuonaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5aoRF16iRXg/s1600-h/DSC01504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248510155517631906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNZ0LbuonaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5aoRF16iRXg/s320/DSC01504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*I AM SO GOING TO WIN* look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248512013685065474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNZ13l8RhwI/AAAAAAAAANY/f5aj3v-RsaY/s320/DSC01531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Are you blogging about me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248512011448846194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNZ13dnHh3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/rU0uvaekt98/s320/DSC01526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"YES I AM!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-8669693037036728230?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8669693037036728230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=8669693037036728230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8669693037036728230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8669693037036728230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/memories-are-made-of-these.html' title='Memories are made of these. =)'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNZ1OSFeS6I/AAAAAAAAANA/XsYf_D_ye_4/s72-c/DSC01501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-6505055743993926081</id><published>2008-09-20T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T20:55:39.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNTwZ7iLCHI/AAAAAAAAAMI/XBUMFQW9UOc/s1600-h/DSC01495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248083794061887602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNTwZ7iLCHI/AAAAAAAAAMI/XBUMFQW9UOc/s320/DSC01495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNTwaFa1ZmI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_35jm8Iee98/s1600-h/DSC01496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248083796715464290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNTwaFa1ZmI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_35jm8Iee98/s320/DSC01496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNTv-WTvEtI/AAAAAAAAAL4/TRqfrgkwN7A/s1600-h/DSC01483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248083320212755154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNTv-WTvEtI/AAAAAAAAAL4/TRqfrgkwN7A/s320/DSC01483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNTv-pHCAwI/AAAAAAAAAMA/YQ3jrzbKhhs/s1600-h/DSC01486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248083325259744002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNTv-pHCAwI/AAAAAAAAAMA/YQ3jrzbKhhs/s320/DSC01486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNTvq_qsjnI/AAAAAAAAALw/ugKhVoFDS1o/s1600-h/DSC01476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248082987717529202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNTvq_qsjnI/AAAAAAAAALw/ugKhVoFDS1o/s320/DSC01476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today I went to the airport with ahbao and her family and ahdai mummy. I just realised me and mummy wasn't in any photo. Damn it. I guess I was too occupied by the way the family behaved, it was so heartwarming. Wouldn't it be nice if the family were to move on this way? =D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-6505055743993926081?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6505055743993926081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=6505055743993926081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6505055743993926081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6505055743993926081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-i-went-to-airport-with-ahbao-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SNTwZ7iLCHI/AAAAAAAAAMI/XBUMFQW9UOc/s72-c/DSC01495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-7540430563679907269</id><published>2008-09-17T14:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T14:05:31.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks sammu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;@Shanghai * says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Shanghai * says:&lt;br /&gt;i saw u almost everydae in sch =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Shanghai * says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;hur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;short hair leh ah hia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Shanghai * says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Shanghai * says:&lt;br /&gt;u mean u now short hair?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Shanghai * says:&lt;br /&gt;tht time i saw quite long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--.--&lt;/span&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/1548205646405730715-7540430563679907269?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7540430563679907269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=7540430563679907269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/7540430563679907269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/7540430563679907269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/thanks-sammu.html' title='Thanks sammu.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-2563083104405929125</id><published>2008-09-15T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:10:46.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take off your ugly masks laaaaaaaaaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The hypocrisy goes round and round. I pluck in the music to shut it out. All out all out. The hypocrisy goes round and round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just some thoughts that keeps popping up in my mind. These people make me want to leave for good to another land where people's lives are so much simpler compared to this city of steel scapes. But within these cold buildings live my friends whose hearts burst with life. At this current moment I feel cold on the outside and warm on the inside, for this place I am in, hypocrisy goes round and round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: I saw ojy just now! Oh his hair is longer than ever, at the back. The front seems to have stopped growing. =X&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/1548205646405730715-2563083104405929125?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2563083104405929125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=2563083104405929125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2563083104405929125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2563083104405929125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/hypocrisy-goes-round-and-round.html' title='Take off your ugly masks laaaaaaaaaaa'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-3005416432569428756</id><published>2008-09-12T13:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T14:55:52.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahbian and the little piglet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This weekend my little piglet won't be coming. It's going to be quiet without him pestering me. The way he behaves is so highly-amusing I wish he were my son. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*He puts his hand on girls' shoulders when taking photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*He cleans his own backside and flinches at the sight of his poo on the toilet paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*He tells me I am dressed well without even looking at me, he will be a typical man. *shakehead*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*He sleeps with the blanket in his mouth which reeks of the stench of his saliva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*He is always hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*He sometimes calls me mummy accidentally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*He brings containers to my uncle's party to pack food home for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*He shares with me whatever food he has.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*He counts to 100 at my room door when I tell him I need to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*He loves watching Doraemon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*He cries when he is not allowed to come to stay at my place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*He says -ah yi i love you- from time to time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;He shall be my first son no matter how many children I have in future. Jaz. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;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/1548205646405730715-3005416432569428756?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3005416432569428756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=3005416432569428756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/3005416432569428756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/3005416432569428756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/ahbian-and-little-piglet.html' title='Ahbian and the little piglet.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-235853624051004003</id><published>2008-09-10T20:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:34:50.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAY WAIT FOR MEEEEEEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I WANNA GO TO JAY'S NEXT SG CONCERT!&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/1548205646405730715-235853624051004003?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/235853624051004003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=235853624051004003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/235853624051004003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/235853624051004003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/jay-wait-for-meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='JAY WAIT FOR MEEEEEEE'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-3006322005555637953</id><published>2008-09-09T16:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:20:28.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>朋友</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cryssie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This woman. Alright. Half-woman. The first time we met was when we were in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ideation&lt;/span&gt; 2 class with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shirlyn&lt;/span&gt;. Our first conversation was struck by me I guess because she looked like she has got problems with the whole world, so it couldn't have been her who started the ball rolling. She is the friend whom I would want to talk to when I have problems. She just lets me feel she really understands. If the customs were to allow human in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;baggage&lt;/span&gt;, I would squeeze her in mine when I leave for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sabah&lt;/span&gt;. This year I celebrated my birthday only with her, other than my family. And I feel I am the richest girl in town because I have her with me. Okay. To cut it short, 我们同一种调调. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Angkeyla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just one song for the two of us. It really tells our story. There were times when we were unsure of each others' intentions and thoughts. I had thought it was the end of our friendship because we did not know how to continue. But as the lyrics sing, 谁知道后来关系那么密切. Yes. That was what I felt. Especially after you went honky. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;第一次见面看你不太顺眼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;谁知道后来关系那么密切&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我们一个像夏天一个像秋天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;却总能把冬天变成了春天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;你拖我离开一场爱的风雪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我背你逃出一次梦的断裂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;遇见一个人然后生命全改变&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;原来不是恋爱才有的情节&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;如果不是你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我不会相信&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;朋友比情人还死心塌地&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;就算我忙恋爱 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;把你冷冻结冰&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;你也不会恨我 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;只是骂我几句&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;如果不是你 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我不会确定&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;朋友比情人更懂得倾听&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我的弦外之音 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我的有口无心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我离不开Darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;更离不开你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;你了解我所有得意的东西&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;才常泼我冷水怕我忘形&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;你知道我所有丢脸的事情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;却为我的美好形象保密&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sammu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We only got to know each other better recently. We were kind of awkward in each others' company right in the beginning which we don't know why. But the great thing is we are starting to talk a lot about everything under the sun including the ticohguy. =X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you are reading this let me tell you, I will be here to lend you a listening ear whenever you feel vexed. Yes. Here in sg. So you have to fly back from cn if you need to talk. Oops. You always come to school in unexpected mood and the wrong jeans. Sometimes I don't know to laugh or not because you are so special you have a personalised emoticon. You are still the kanjiong spider I knew right from the start. But your photography stuns me each time you have new shots. Whatever it is, remember our ice-cream trip with crysie and angkeyla when you come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seanie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You are still that fat nosey guy tagging the once-good-looking mac. Except that I don't dislike you now. You gave me a shock when you got tipsy in mac's place after multiple on-the-rocks. Your string of profanities scared me out of my wits. Now I know this is the way you speak. So stop saying I sound unglam when I speak in hokkien alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sean. says:&lt;br /&gt;so now ktv is lesser ppl ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean. says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean. says:&lt;br /&gt;liddat we sing more songs leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;can say so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;WALAOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ever funny seanie. I can feel your humour even when you are in faraway cn. Come back soooooooooon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Char&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were the last person in the clique I dared speak to. Hunger makes you lose your sense. I reckon the only things you succumb to will be Christ and food. =X&lt;br /&gt;If there were more time, I would want to know you more. Heeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pangpang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides being the 4D soh in our clique. I feel you are one who gives and not expect much in return. From the way you manage your life and work, it really spurs me on to be contented with what I am given. You are always rushing here and there for work and school, and even mahjong sessions with your friends. Whatever gatherings we have you will be more than willing to be the organizer which I know can be difficult. So thank you for all that you have done to bring all of us closer. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Macmac&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. You are the once-good-looking-mac whom seanie supposedly followed. LOL. The only song I heard you sing in ktv is wangzi and more than half the song you were singing off beat. Gosh. You are the most vain guy friend I have other than jy. No mirror can escape your eyes. =X&lt;br /&gt;You were kind of helpful and tried to be there when I needed help for projects. Although your punctuality is something I have to tolerate, I really appreciate your presence. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the best actor in our clique. I once thought you are a shy guy. Oh what was up in my mind then. I must have been half-blind when I first met you. As we know each other better I realise foolishly that you are that jay-wannabe. From your byebyeringring to your pose-striking you never fail to make me feel mac is bearable. Omg. =X&lt;br /&gt;PS: Seanie has been trying to sit cross-legged like you, but failed till now because... Oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;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/1548205646405730715-3006322005555637953?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3006322005555637953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=3006322005555637953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/3006322005555637953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/3006322005555637953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='朋友'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-5627752098055616627</id><published>2008-09-08T18:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T22:46:51.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new lecturer Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I spent a day at work without chatting much. Is that an accomplishment? =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;As i work and meet so many people along the way, Life has taught me not to trust the surface of things and people. However brilliant something or someone looks, there are bound to be flaws that needs time to reveal. I have learnt to take a step back and look at things on the whole. Instead of being involved in everything, I would rather be observant so as to study the situation and people. Nothing in Life is too tough if I am able to face the challenge. What I am thankful for are my friends whom I am proud to call My Friends and the family i deem Home. I want to take in stride what I am given in my Life and give to the people around me the best I have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I shall smile to myself every morning so that I will be happy enough for the day to keep the people around me happy too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So people around me, BE HAPPY YOU ARE MY FRIEND! =D&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/1548205646405730715-5627752098055616627?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5627752098055616627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=5627752098055616627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/5627752098055616627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/5627752098055616627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-new-leacturer-life.html' title='My new lecturer Life.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-8987693838006918792</id><published>2008-09-04T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:25:11.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>King Capuchin's Catacombs Of Palermo Italy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://members.tripod.com/~Motomom/kim4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://members.tripod.com/~Motomom/kim4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a photographic trip to the Capuchins' Catacombs located in Palermo, Italy, where there are thousands of corpses lined on the walls like paintings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The catacombs date back to the 1599 when the local priests mummified a holy monk for all to see. They wanted to pray to him after death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In time the locals wanted their relatives remembered in this same way. Soon there were hundreds of corpses. Some of the deceased wrote wills, expressing the clothes in which to bury them in. Some asked to have their clothes changed over a period of time. Included in the catacombs are hundreds of coffins as well. Some contain the corpse that was buried in them. The side is sometimes cut to expose the deceased. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children are sometimes posed. Two are seated together in a small rocking chair. Rosalia Lombardo was one of the last corpses to make it to the catacombs before the local authorities discontinued the practice. Rosalia died about 1920 and is nicknamed the "Sleeping Beauty". It was said that her sister and family visited her coffin often after her death. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the corpses have long ago lost their flesh and are skeletons. Others have mummified flesh, hair and even eyes! All are dressed in clothes from the period in which they lived. One such example is of Colonel Enea DiGiuliano. He is still wearing his 1800's French Bourbon uniform. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several of the corpses seem to be "screaming" from the dead. Time and gravity have distorted the corpses to look this way. It is very creepy! Some have body parts which have fallen off over the years such as hands, jaws, parts of the skull, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon entering the catacombs, one might think that the smell would be terrible, or at least musty. Yet, there was no trace of any odor. Many of the corpses were close enough to touch, if you were so inclined.&lt;br /&gt;The method for embalming Rosalia Lombardo was invented by Dr. Solafia, a doctor in Palermo, who took the secret with him when he died. It is only known that it was based on injections of chemicals and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;A second method used was that of dipping the bodies in arsenic or lime. This was done espceially during periods of epidemics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most common method used was that of dehydration by placing the bodies in cells, situated along the passageways. These cells were called "strainers", and look like a BBQ pit. The bodies were dried in the cells for about eight months then taken out and washed in vinegar before being exposed to the fresh air. They were dressed and put in niches, coffins, or on the walls, as instructed by the person while still alive or by relatives after death.&lt;br /&gt;Monks are buried in the clothes they wore in life. They sometimes have ropes, dangling from their necks. The ropes were worn by the monks, in life, as a penance. They remain with them in death. The first monk, and the oldest corpse, is that of Brother Silvestro from Gubbio who died in 1599. The last monk interred here was Brother Riccardo of Palermo, who died in 1871. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The halls are divided into catagories: Men, Women, Virgins, Children, Priests, Monks, and Professionals. The Professionals Hall includes at least one American, writers, lawyers, priests, and others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I saw this in a tv programme.=X&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/1548205646405730715-8987693838006918792?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8987693838006918792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=8987693838006918792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8987693838006918792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8987693838006918792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-photographic-trip-to-capuchins.html' title='King Capuchin&apos;s Catacombs Of Palermo Italy'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-2631108208125387563</id><published>2008-09-03T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:23:35.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am contented.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I lost myself to laziness recently. I have no motivation to work, no motivation to even keep my room neat like it was. I reckon it is because I have so many things to do. Talking to tupid, angkeyla, lulu, sammu, seanie and 小妮 has made me feel so wonderful and very much alive. Sometimes when I feel too tired to talk after work I revisit my memories with everyone of them. Is this how it feels to have great friends and a grown-up brother? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;One day if I were to pack and leave this place I will bring along the laughter and memories that belong to us, all of us. With these I shall be contented that I have lived this long to have really known them. I love these people so much that when my children grow up I shall share with them each an everyone of them I knew, the things we did, the encouragement we gave each other and the way we held on to each other. In the name of Faith shall our friendship last. &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/1548205646405730715-2631108208125387563?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2631108208125387563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=2631108208125387563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2631108208125387563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2631108208125387563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-contented.html' title='I am contented.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-6072250472881086821</id><published>2008-09-03T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:26:42.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OHANA =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;amp;ct=134217728&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;f=1&amp;amp;word=&amp;amp;rs=1&amp;amp;orgword=xiaoni"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;小妮   .   爱钱   .    阿呆   .    阿扁&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-6072250472881086821?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6072250472881086821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=6072250472881086821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6072250472881086821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6072250472881086821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/ohana-d.html' title='OHANA =D'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-2580840065001735216</id><published>2008-09-01T10:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T10:43:53.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's as short as oyj.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Life's too short for me to think about petty loss. 40 years down the road I would be so tired to recall the passers-by in my life, let alone remember whatever unhappiness we had. So I thought about the things I should at least do to make my life worthwhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love loudao, loumazi with all that I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Treat bro well since I can't have a second choice of brother (Just joking in case you are viewing my blog =X )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Visit ahma every now and then and talk loads with her, I don't want to regret in future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Give Jazzie a happy happy childhood, watch WALL.E!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Earn enough to live comfortably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(more to come...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;McCryssie . says:&lt;br /&gt;ohana means family , family means no one gets left behind or forgotten&lt;br /&gt;McCryssie . says:&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;McCryssie . says:&lt;br /&gt;LILO AND STIICHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;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/1548205646405730715-2580840065001735216?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2580840065001735216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=2580840065001735216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2580840065001735216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2580840065001735216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/lifes-as-short-as-oyj.html' title='Life&apos;s as short as oyj.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-1658515880627005289</id><published>2008-08-29T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T15:24:09.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SLekB0Zs18I/AAAAAAAAALo/oPIBxPOb6KE/s1600-h/chat4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239837042622126018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SLekB0Zs18I/AAAAAAAAALo/oPIBxPOb6KE/s320/chat4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-1658515880627005289?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1658515880627005289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=1658515880627005289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1658515880627005289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1658515880627005289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SLekB0Zs18I/AAAAAAAAALo/oPIBxPOb6KE/s72-c/chat4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-1581328957978231122</id><published>2008-08-29T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T15:00:40.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the life I want.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.malaysiasite.nl/images/semporna3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.malaysiasite.nl/images/semporna3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the kind of life I want. Imagine living in the little wooden hut out in the clear blue sea. Each day is filled with laughter and tranquility. I can see no one else but ourselves and we sail out to the open seas in that little boat. Every sunrise we wake to the gentle sea breeze caressing our skin and the morning rays creeping up our roof. We'll eat whatever food we can get from the sea and it will be where we perform our ablutions. As we dive deep under the sea we'll be chasing after schools of colorful fishes encircling beautifully flawed corals. When we are tired we'll be sitting on the wooden platform, submerging our feet in the warm seawater admiring the sunset. When night falls, the stars glitter brightly in the dark sky and we'll count all of them until we fall asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the life I want.&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/1548205646405730715-1581328957978231122?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1581328957978231122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=1581328957978231122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1581328957978231122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1581328957978231122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-kind-of-life-i-want.html' title='This is the life I want.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-4469497898167405574</id><published>2008-08-29T11:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T11:48:34.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY STOMACH DEMANDS FOOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HUNGRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-4469497898167405574?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4469497898167405574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=4469497898167405574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4469497898167405574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4469497898167405574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-stomach-demands-food.html' title='MY STOMACH DEMANDS FOOD'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-2065234252935453532</id><published>2008-08-28T11:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:24:56.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LULU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When you told me you miss me lots I was surprised. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We were never really good at expressing how much we cherished each other. But we both know you are my lulu and i am your quekquek. It sounds abit gross but if you are reading this, I am looking forward to dinner with you later. And I will try to meet you at least once a month lulu. HEEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The secondary school times we had will be etched deeply somewhere. The many times you smacked horse-face with our super thick chem textbook, the times we sneaked food up to our classroom worrying we'll bump into bernard, the times we almost fell asleep in class and trying to disturb the other to stay awake, the many times we tried to keep our laughter silent till we had to cramp our stomach, the many times we competed with each other to finish up a drink with lhy lagging behind us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Those were the times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-2065234252935453532?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2065234252935453532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=2065234252935453532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2065234252935453532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2065234252935453532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/lulu.html' title='LULU'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-2465541673621374158</id><published>2008-08-28T10:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T11:16:34.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Family =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I only felt like we are a family yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In the past nothing really held us together as a family. All of us had problems to face and we did not really share. This is probably why we were never close. But as of now we will be united and stand as one. Whatever challenges we may have to face we will be supporting dad. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: SUPPER AT 85 YO TUPID.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-2465541673621374158?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2465541673621374158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=2465541673621374158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2465541673621374158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2465541673621374158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-family-d.html' title='One Family =D'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-1825552648548454068</id><published>2008-08-26T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T19:09:31.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I FEEL ACCOMPLISHED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I did a tickets-booking form that sends customers' bookings to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wilson's&lt;/span&gt; email today. And the best part is it actually works!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've never felt this accomplished at school because there is always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;elwis&lt;/span&gt; and tom to help. I've started to rely on them for solutions when I can't solve any script problems. And I've learnt to try as many times as I can to find out the reason why the script can't work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-1825552648548454068?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1825552648548454068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=1825552648548454068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1825552648548454068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1825552648548454068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-feel-accomplished.html' title='I FEEL ACCOMPLISHED'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-6583939291213368969</id><published>2008-08-25T10:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T11:05:38.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You always say you are not a good dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But I never once told you how much I cherish a dad like you. You brought us up breeding values deep in our bones. You were never really there at home with us  but you were there, somewhere, watching. You used to be a random uncle in my childhood time whom I did not really know and we did not behave like we were father and daughter. The little things that you do can bring forth tears of contentment. You never really pushed me to excel academically. Instead, you encouraged me and told me I have done my best when I thought 85 was not a good enough mark for Mathematics. What I want to tell you is that I want to return to you what I think is the best I can do. Where ever I go I want to bring you with me so that I can see you age and be with you in the twilight of your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dad you are the best. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-6583939291213368969?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6583939291213368969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=6583939291213368969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6583939291213368969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6583939291213368969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-always-say-you-are-not-good-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-726730201318505435</id><published>2008-08-22T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:38:01.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A month without seanieee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SK6I5GHkOLI/AAAAAAAAALg/ZduCO-k0RKQ/s1600-h/chat3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237273931154733234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SK6I5GHkOLI/AAAAAAAAALg/ZduCO-k0RKQ/s320/chat3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-726730201318505435?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/726730201318505435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=726730201318505435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/726730201318505435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/726730201318505435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/month-without-seanieee.html' title='A month without seanieee.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SK6I5GHkOLI/AAAAAAAAALg/ZduCO-k0RKQ/s72-c/chat3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-4575305157973531229</id><published>2008-08-22T15:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:51:09.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEANIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SK5vd_QIeLI/AAAAAAAAALY/JolPSF63VfM/s1600-h/chat2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237245977664452786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SK5vd_QIeLI/AAAAAAAAALY/JolPSF63VfM/s320/chat2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just realized today that seanie is not in my msn list. I was still wondering why he hasn't been online since donkeys years back. And hello to dawn if you are reading this! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-4575305157973531229?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4575305157973531229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=4575305157973531229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4575305157973531229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4575305157973531229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/seanieeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='SEANIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SK5vd_QIeLI/AAAAAAAAALY/JolPSF63VfM/s72-c/chat2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-4307658124141283619</id><published>2008-08-22T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:44:26.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>为你写诗</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吴克群 - 为你写诗作词：&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;吴克群 作曲：吴克群&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;爱情 是一种怪事&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我开始全身不受控制爱情&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; 是一种本事我开始连自己都不是&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你我做了太多的傻事&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;第一件就是为你写诗为你写诗 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你静止为你做不可能的事&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你我学会弹琴写词&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你失去理智&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你写诗 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你静止&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你做不可能的事&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你弹奏所有情歌的句子&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我忘了说最美的是你的名字&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;爱情 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;是一种怪事&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你的笑容是唯一宗旨爱情 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;是一种本事我在你心里什么位置&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你我做了太多的傻事&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;第一件就是为你写诗&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你写诗 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你静止&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你做不可能的事&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你我学会弹琴写词&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你失去理智为你写诗&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; 为你静止&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你做不可能的事&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你弹奏所有情歌的句子&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我忘了说最美的是你的名字&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你写诗&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; 为你静止&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你做不可能的事&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你我学会弹琴写词&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你失去理智为你写诗 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你静止&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你做不可能的事&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为你弹奏所有情歌的句子&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我忘了说最美的是你的名字&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我什么都能忘记&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;但唯一不忘的是你的名字&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我什么都能忘记&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;但唯一不忘的是你的样子&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我什么都能忘记&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;但唯一不忘的是你的名字&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我什么都能忘记&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;但唯一不忘的是你的样子&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know this is what you want to tell me =D&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/1548205646405730715-4307658124141283619?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4307658124141283619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=4307658124141283619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4307658124141283619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4307658124141283619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_22.html' title='为你写诗'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-6863467398446299058</id><published>2008-08-22T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T12:28:05.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SK5AGMLDaTI/AAAAAAAAALQ/20f_D-3jBA0/s1600-h/chat1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237193891769444658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SK5AGMLDaTI/AAAAAAAAALQ/20f_D-3jBA0/s320/chat1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-6863467398446299058?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6863467398446299058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=6863467398446299058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6863467398446299058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6863467398446299058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/d_22.html' title='=D'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SK5AGMLDaTI/AAAAAAAAALQ/20f_D-3jBA0/s72-c/chat1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-8913387372035412276</id><published>2008-08-21T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T00:00:05.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't worry you are at my blog. Yes, my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been happy these few days with tupid chatting with me about everything under the sun. With great friends around me I do not see any reason for me to be affected by UFOs. I'm looking forward to seeing the shop from The Caffe Bar with Apple and we'll be off to shop after that. Oh tupid is my english ok? Testing testing. Don't laugh at my english behind my back thanks. I know we always do that to UFOs. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cc: lsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-8913387372035412276?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8913387372035412276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=8913387372035412276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8913387372035412276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8913387372035412276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-7759093641245131367</id><published>2008-08-19T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T00:52:24.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm 19.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh ya. I spent the last of my 18 cutting chilli.  LOL 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I met up wth crys for a simple fare to talk about people who are not worth mentioning in my blog and other worries. I had no mood to celebrate so I agreed when crys asked me to a candle-lit dinner where just the two of us can talk like we used to. It doesn't matter if it's only the two of us because I feel I have the whole world when I am enjoying a true firend's company. It doesn't matter if it's just a bowl of noodles with a simple gift from crys. What matters is the person I am with and how we love each others' presence. It's a mutual feeling we both have. What is lacking is ANE!! Yes you ane, I miss you even though you are not here with me. Heeee. Hold your tears yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, back to crys. This *tupid* girl baked a chocolate cake for me and I only knew after she told me that she actually baked a coffee flavoured cake to compare because she knows I don't have a sweet tooth. And she also bought semi-sweetened chocolates for the cake. Oh man, is touched de! These little things that she has done make me feel special because its my birthday. I learnt that you don't have to tell others that you care by saying you care or ask because you think you care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This birthday I feel happy because xm remembers my birthday and tried to call me even though he is now out in some kuku island trying to earn a better future for us. I am contented to have lived this long to enjoy this special day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wheeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;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/1548205646405730715-7759093641245131367?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7759093641245131367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=7759093641245131367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/7759093641245131367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/7759093641245131367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-19.html' title='I&apos;m 19.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-5222016266260603351</id><published>2008-08-18T14:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T14:58:32.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cryssie . says:&lt;br /&gt;i donte want horny gold ret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cryssie . says:&lt;br /&gt;later spoil image de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cryssie . says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;i always tot retriever will wen zhong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;i also dun wan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cryssie . says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;later spoil his cooooooool image&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;i want handsome retriever de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cryssie . says:&lt;br /&gt;YESYES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cryssie . says:&lt;br /&gt;THATS WHY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cryssie . says:&lt;br /&gt;ba ta yan le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;xiao de zun ming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;LAI REN AH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;BA TA TUO CHU QU YAN LE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cryssie . says:&lt;br /&gt;tuo chu qu !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cryssie . says:&lt;br /&gt;ba ta yan le !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cryssie . says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cryssie . says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;SHIT CRYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa says:&lt;br /&gt;IM LAUGHING OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cryssie . says:&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cryssie . says:&lt;br /&gt;CONTROL DEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cryssie . says:&lt;br /&gt;shhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a long long chat with crys. Its like she's beside me and I'm constantly laughing out. I don't know if we will be this close in near future when both of us start working. But I want to cherish this special lesbo relationship with CRYLEESHULI at least for now. This friend has always been there for me everytime I need someone to lend me a ear to yell and shout at. She says I'm a diva. She says it is xm's luck to have even known me. She says I'm her poly lsy that she so loves. She says we are lesbos forever. She says she will visit me in Sabah with ane. She says she loves retriver like I do. She says she can tell me her woes without worries. She says she will meet me for dinner when I'm alone. She says she is there to listen as long I am willing to say. She says I can say she is *tupid* because it is my birthday. She says she says she loves me. She says she can go to school being herself after she says he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes me feel I'm special. She makes me feel I have found something special other than love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRYS, SA LOVES YOU from the bottom of sa's heart. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&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/1548205646405730715-5222016266260603351?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5222016266260603351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=5222016266260603351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/5222016266260603351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/5222016266260603351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/cryssie.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-7974797136842098845</id><published>2008-08-05T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:46:45.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I always thought I have been enduring the worst of our relationship all this while. But you broke that news that proved me wrong last night and made my eyes all swollen and puffy today. The feeling of being separated further than we were is unbearable. So many times I stopped to think over our relationship and each time there was something that reminded me of how we fell so deep. Everytime I miss a chance of seeing you I curse that soul in me for being so helpless. I try to be forgiving and understanding because i know and you know it's for our own good but I cannot bear the thought of sending sms-es to no one and yet awaiting reply. How many more of these repercussions have we yet overcome. How many more disappointments do I have withstand. How many times more do I have to hear you say you are sorry. How many more times do I have to turn to this blog to extricate the contents that so awfully inflict pain on the inside of me. I have no wish to blame you because it is nobody's fault and yet the contradiction that pounds hard within me makes me nauseous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;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/1548205646405730715-7974797136842098845?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7974797136842098845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=7974797136842098845' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/7974797136842098845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/7974797136842098845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-1548205646405730715.post-6609680558143097432</id><published>2008-07-31T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T00:04:41.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy's belated birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SJHhm38O2RI/AAAAAAAAAKw/8EVVFchkUfA/s1600-h/DSC01454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229208700321716498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SJHhm38O2RI/AAAAAAAAAKw/8EVVFchkUfA/s320/DSC01454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SJHhaP7EoyI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Ib8bxUQb4jU/s1600-h/DSC01453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229208483421004578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SJHhaP7EoyI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Ib8bxUQb4jU/s320/DSC01453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SJHhKPYc28I/AAAAAAAAAKg/R_lMrORdheI/s1600-h/DSC01452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229208208397884354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SJHhKPYc28I/AAAAAAAAAKg/R_lMrORdheI/s320/DSC01452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SJHg0Vxu9MI/AAAAAAAAAKY/2AmZy2qJYTM/s1600-h/DSC01451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229207832157418690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SJHg0Vxu9MI/AAAAAAAAAKY/2AmZy2qJYTM/s320/DSC01451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SJHgY_wb9JI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ThlsCwuB4uY/s1600-h/DSC01450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229207362389931154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SJHgY_wb9JI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ThlsCwuB4uY/s320/DSC01450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright, look. The kids looked happier then my mummy. Mummy was touched though. I see these expressions on their faces whenever it's somebody's birthday. Love these 2 little pigs. I will do a chanting here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;GROW JAZ GROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so that you can live a life of your own happily. Ah yi will be here for you dear. muUack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-6609680558143097432?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6609680558143097432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=6609680558143097432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6609680558143097432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6609680558143097432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/07/mummys-belated-birthday.html' title='Mummy&apos;s belated birthday!'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SJHhm38O2RI/AAAAAAAAAKw/8EVVFchkUfA/s72-c/DSC01454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-5409140139539018553</id><published>2008-07-31T00:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T00:59:48.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I finally know what to blog about</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;LURBS CRYSSIEEEEEEE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I also thank you for today. You took the time to go cut hair with me even though you were super tired. YEAH! I am honoured to be your poly lsy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You are also my poly lulu. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;I MISS ANE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ane, if you are feeling sucky talk to crys or me ok. We will be here waiting for you to come back home to us. Really miss you de. Come back see my bob k. HEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-5409140139539018553?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5409140139539018553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=5409140139539018553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/5409140139539018553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/5409140139539018553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-finally-know-what-to-blog-about.html' title='I finally know what to blog about'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-1627041579891130114</id><published>2008-07-18T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T17:48:08.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The torture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I haven't been able to be online these few days. It was like a part of me gone missing. Pacing up and down the room, thinking of what to do. Now I'm going to do as many mouse clicks as possible. Bye. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-1627041579891130114?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1627041579891130114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=1627041579891130114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1627041579891130114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1627041579891130114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/07/torture.html' title='The torture'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-1548205646405730715.post-7686547075419889410</id><published>2008-07-08T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T15:22:46.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAVE ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Alright, I'm OFFICIALLY in crys' family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I'm not willing to be her relative, just that my life has turned upside down. I think this will be the first and last time I'm saying this - LUCKILY I HAVE P4 TO KEEP ME OCCUPIED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!! I DON"T WANT TO SLEEP AT 4 AND WAKE AT 3!   =X&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-7686547075419889410?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7686547075419889410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=7686547075419889410' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/7686547075419889410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/7686547075419889410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/07/save-me.html' title='SAVE ME!'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-1548205646405730715.post-141895478752147231</id><published>2008-06-30T13:34:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T14:00:56.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE STUPID DUAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGh1ABDcAEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ub0WGKGGC4Y/s1600-h/DSC01350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGh1ABDcAEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ub0WGKGGC4Y/s320/DSC01350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217548811452022850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we were normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhws_VaqRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/XDO_hvp8w7g/s1600-h/DSC01325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhws_VaqRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/XDO_hvp8w7g/s320/DSC01325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217544086526535954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The piglets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhw9QxHFYI/AAAAAAAAAHw/_mRt6o9GtaY/s1600-h/DSC01326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhw9QxHFYI/AAAAAAAAAHw/_mRt6o9GtaY/s320/DSC01326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217544366084003202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were trying to look charming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhxQuUOnzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/RE1059TWZck/s1600-h/DSC01328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhxQuUOnzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/RE1059TWZck/s320/DSC01328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217544700433440562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bunnies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhxdjTlitI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_6tRWysYr6s/s1600-h/DSC01330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhxdjTlitI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_6tRWysYr6s/s320/DSC01330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217544920816257746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Kaiwen, save me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhxsYdOFNI/AAAAAAAAAII/A15vO9Cn1cs/s1600-h/DSC01334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhxsYdOFNI/AAAAAAAAAII/A15vO9Cn1cs/s320/DSC01334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217545175601910994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bunny's teeth beware!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhx4u-JAUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/q3FNym6FesI/s1600-h/DSC01337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhx4u-JAUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/q3FNym6FesI/s320/DSC01337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217545387804000578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those who love acting cute beware!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhyJ3MxR0I/AAAAAAAAAIY/nWLkfQvQf98/s1600-h/DSC01338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhyJ3MxR0I/AAAAAAAAAIY/nWLkfQvQf98/s320/DSC01338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217545682070619970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random. I forgot the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhydfsz9qI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kbqdM-RhvLs/s1600-h/DSC01343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhydfsz9qI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kbqdM-RhvLs/s320/DSC01343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217546019359946402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we saw Willy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhysTz3ObI/AAAAAAAAAIo/6HG546rmq9c/s1600-h/DSC01347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhysTz3ObI/AAAAAAAAAIo/6HG546rmq9c/s320/DSC01347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217546273866332594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lousy Apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhy8jB137I/AAAAAAAAAIw/6tyTg6skBpQ/s1600-h/DSC01352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhy8jB137I/AAAAAAAAAIw/6tyTg6skBpQ/s320/DSC01352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217546552829403058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7th month is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhzwlfP6YI/AAAAAAAAAJI/W_OYZ-T0B6c/s1600-h/DSC01366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGhzwlfP6YI/AAAAAAAAAJI/W_OYZ-T0B6c/s320/DSC01366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217547446842812802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the better pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGh0BrELreI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/tdnSROuHHr4/s1600-h/DSC01367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGh0BrELreI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/tdnSROuHHr4/s320/DSC01367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217547740397678050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Show your teeth not nostrils Apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGh0TYkrrwI/AAAAAAAAAJY/2AFjd78rIQA/s1600-h/DSC01371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGh0TYkrrwI/AAAAAAAAAJY/2AFjd78rIQA/s320/DSC01371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217548044671364866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pull your extensions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGh0rnpZt-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/p60--WnHv3M/s1600-h/DSC01374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGh0rnpZt-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/p60--WnHv3M/s320/DSC01374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217548461034551266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The disadvantage of being tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME FLEW WHEN WE WERE HAVING FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-141895478752147231?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/141895478752147231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=141895478752147231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/141895478752147231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/141895478752147231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/stupid-dual-when-we-were-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/SGh1ABDcAEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ub0WGKGGC4Y/s72-c/DSC01350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-2670215540609368831</id><published>2008-06-28T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T23:34:39.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This special moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S 38 MINS TO YOUR BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1548205646405730715-2670215540609368831?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2670215540609368831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=2670215540609368831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2670215540609368831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2670215540609368831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-special-moment.html' title='This special moment.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-6886926070004545847</id><published>2008-06-22T22:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T23:12:16.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a rainy sun-day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As days turn into weeks and weeks into month,&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had gotten used to the frequent parting we had to face when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could pretend that when I see friends and their bf or gf I wouldn't think of you.&lt;br /&gt;I thought looking at you through msn and skype would be equivalent to seeing you.&lt;br /&gt;I thought talking about you would make me feel you are here with me.&lt;br /&gt;I thought thinking about you would make me feel blessed enough to not miss you like I did.&lt;br /&gt;I thought smiling at your picture in my phone would mean smiling at you.&lt;br /&gt;I thought holding my hand would make me feel I'm holding yours.&lt;br /&gt;I thought scrunching up would make me feel you are holding me in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;I thought imagining you appearing right in front of me amidst the cold human sea could be a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could talk about missing you like I'm describing what I did yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I thought our choice to be together would be sufficient to walk me through this long long road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you are still not here, with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me you would carry me on your back to continue this journey,&lt;br /&gt;to hold my hand me when there's wind,&lt;br /&gt;to dry my hair,&lt;br /&gt;to be my air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;当时间一点一点的流失，&lt;br /&gt;我以为我可以倘然地面对每次分离的时刻，&lt;br /&gt;我以为我看见朋友跟相爱的人一起我不会很想你，&lt;br /&gt;我以为从电脑萤目里看见你就像是真的看着你，&lt;br /&gt;我以为常常聊到你会让我觉得你在我身边&lt;br /&gt;我以为只要想你就足够让我感觉幸福而不那么想你，&lt;br /&gt;我以为对着电话里的你笑就等于对着真正的你笑，&lt;br /&gt;我以为自己牵自己的手就像是牵着你的手，&lt;br /&gt;我以为把自己环抱得紧一点就会让我觉得是你在抱紧我，&lt;br /&gt;我以为想象你在我眼前出现不会只是奢望，&lt;br /&gt;我以为我可以若无其事地说我很想念你，&lt;br /&gt;我以为我们决定在一起就足以让我有勇气继续，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是你始终不在我身边。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请告诉我你愿意背着我走下去，&lt;br /&gt;在狂风暴雨中牵着我的手，&lt;br /&gt;帮我把头发擦干，&lt;br /&gt;当我的全部,&lt;br /&gt;让我知道你在。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&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/1548205646405730715-6886926070004545847?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6886926070004545847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=6886926070004545847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6886926070004545847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6886926070004545847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-rainy-sun-day.html' title='It&apos;s a rainy sun-day.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-8072374224126639790</id><published>2008-06-20T18:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T00:39:37.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I haven't said.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been 1..2..3..4..14 days since I'll been here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been really busy with that adm subject lately. Actually I thoroughly enjoyed this subject, just that it took up a big part of of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to enjoy lunch in the canteen with the sanba-ing sessions to past time.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to stroll the aisle with toilet partner taking my own sweet time.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to sit down and rest without thinking of batik and p4 before drifting off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to imagine myself meeting you at the airport waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to talk to you properly.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to take a good look at you and tell you how much I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to feel how I wish you were here beside me drying my hair.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to recall what we used to do the many times we were together.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to share with you how I wish our future will be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now now, I'm going to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our home will be the nicest house in the scenic countryside. Wooden fence will be surrounding our house with blooming flowers edging it. Clothes dance to the echoes of the wind and the warmth of the sun. A handsome gate leads us to a stone aisle ending with our home sweet home. Walking through the door frame, there our love seat rests accompanying the glittering crystal lamp, the cosy mat and the painting on the wall. In the kitchen, the pot brews love and the kettle boils passion just like cauldrons concocting the Potion of Eternity Love. Up the swirling stairs, the sweet scent of dried flowers rises in spirals, conquering our deepest mind, capturing us into the abyss of bliss. Making a left turn brings us to the bedroom where our bed faces the draped window that filters the morning rays when the sun wakes. The baroque lamp and drawings exaggerates the extravagance of our love, enveloping us. There in the tub rose petals float above the scented bubbles emanating the fatal attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you are, the home that belongs to no one but the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&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/1548205646405730715-8072374224126639790?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8072374224126639790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=8072374224126639790' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8072374224126639790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8072374224126639790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/hi-im-back.html' title='What I haven&apos;t said.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-1548205646405730715.post-7386473947164735733</id><published>2008-06-06T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T22:07:50.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever you, ever you. Ever us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-Sex And The CIty-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;with may and crys. Prada, Versace, Louis Vuitton and diamonds!&lt;br /&gt;That's what all women want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazed by the fashion mania in the show through out. I don't know how many sets of clothes they rented or owned looking at the different clothes Jessica Parker wore in every scene and i mean every single scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to the future Charlotte, may. Don't blur when you are pregnant in future may!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha was erm.. Sushi. If you mean what I mean. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Sex And The City. Great show for women. Go watch if you haven't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&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/1548205646405730715-7386473947164735733?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7386473947164735733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=7386473947164735733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/7386473947164735733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/7386473947164735733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/ever-you-ever-you-ever-us.html' title='Ever you, ever you. Ever us.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-4591032434426042362</id><published>2008-06-06T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:29:50.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sweet sweet life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A short chill-out session with crys, jol and ane made my mind feel relaxed. We dined at Yoshinoya and had a Sanba chat. As usual, Sanba chat fills us with severely bone-cracking laughter and zeal. Although the gathering was short and small, I felt rejuvenated to CHIONG for P4 and textile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for tonight, I think I need sleep desperately. 0("-_-")0&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-4591032434426042362?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4591032434426042362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=4591032434426042362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4591032434426042362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4591032434426042362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-sweet-sweet-life.html' title='My sweet sweet life.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-1548205646405730715.post-5613707081925116941</id><published>2008-06-02T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:37:02.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So tired on the first day of lesson after the break. It doesn't seem like the first day at all, judging from the work load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are problems other than school work to face, though not mine =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired I wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night everybody.&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-5613707081925116941?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5613707081925116941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=5613707081925116941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/5613707081925116941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/5613707081925116941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/zzz.html' title='Zzz.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-41075514240805961</id><published>2008-06-01T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T22:39:17.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M MISSING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISSING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;={&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1548205646405730715-41075514240805961?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/41075514240805961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=41075514240805961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/41075514240805961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/41075514240805961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-missing-missing-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-5572210773974721555</id><published>2008-05-30T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:58:45.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A hole in my pocket.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I bought so many things today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to save if I want to get a decent present for you. So it's time for my card to rest (temporarily =X).&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-5572210773974721555?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5572210773974721555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=5572210773974721555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/5572210773974721555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/5572210773974721555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/hole-in-my-pocket.html' title='A hole in my pocket.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-709780809079007343</id><published>2008-05-30T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T22:06:07.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im tired and happy. What kind of combination is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely Sunday's coming! Clear the way everybody. Oh man. So lonely and lonely with cleo mags to past time. Teo Zhen Bao. You you you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be happy today. Maybe it's because I'm tired. That's why I dread Sunday coming. SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm happy because me and may got into the same SIP company. It sounds fun, the things we are going to do. Oh it's going to be time together to work, at work and from work. LOL. Mayday everyday from 28 July. WHOOoooo. I'm looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's my feeling today. Shit. Yes it's like shit. My feelings comprises of everything, like my shit. So in conclusion, today is shit day (coincidence may). =X&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-709780809079007343?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/709780809079007343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=709780809079007343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/709780809079007343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/709780809079007343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-day.html' title='This day.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-2525853442346997859</id><published>2008-05-29T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T00:39:19.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The interview!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tomorrow's the day for may and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still worried the SIP company would delay the reply whether they would accept us. From may, the lady sounded enthusiastic through the phone. I hope it will be like what it seems like tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't keep me hanging again! It doesn't feel good. =X&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-2525853442346997859?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2525853442346997859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=2525853442346997859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2525853442346997859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2525853442346997859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/interview.html' title='The interview!'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-8451317141101631398</id><published>2008-05-13T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:41:43.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As our daily lives go on smoothly, comfortably, the other side of the Earth is filled with heaps of debris, a thickening moaning atmosphere. Oh gosh. More than 10, 000 people are killed, thousands are missing because of the cyclone in Myanmar and the unknown death toll due to the Sze Chuan earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we enjoy our Mac breakfast here in Singapore safely, sweetly, they are digging out bodies, praying fervently that they are breathing well and living. I cannot imagine myself n their shoes, crying for missing or dead loved ones. I don't know if I would have the courage to face it and live on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many orphans will there be after these disasters?&lt;br /&gt;How many homes are destroyed, trampled upon by tragedy?&lt;br /&gt;How many people are banished to hell on Earth because Mother Nature had hiccups and flu?&lt;br /&gt;How many lives are disintegrated and blown away by the wind, gone forever?&lt;br /&gt;How many dreams are dashed and flushed out into the sea, drowned for good?&lt;br /&gt;How many hopes are buried deep down under the debris of disaster, never  to be dug out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been long since I saw you. What is to become of me if you were to leave me for good? Oh man, Promise me you would not leave me before I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1548205646405730715-8451317141101631398?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8451317141101631398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=8451317141101631398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8451317141101631398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8451317141101631398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/as-our-daily-lives-go-on-smoothly.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-707075837683462191</id><published>2008-05-12T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T22:34:28.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Show Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Glo0Jyu02MA"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Glo0Jyu02MA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-707075837683462191?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/707075837683462191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=707075837683462191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/707075837683462191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/707075837683462191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_12.html' title='Show Time!'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-2061900595892705770</id><published>2008-05-07T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T23:19:31.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;A COACH WALLET PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-2061900595892705770?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2061900595892705770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=2061900595892705770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2061900595892705770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2061900595892705770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/coach-wallet-please.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-7706948950036309536</id><published>2008-04-30T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:55:50.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After so long.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yeah, I'm finally back after the very busy past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell how busy I am because I haven't been feeding you in about my daily life. Well, here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I'm shouting out to CRYS LEE SHU LI AND ANGELA KWONG LI YI here. "I MISS YOU GIRLS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I want to ask ane to JIAYOU JIAYOU! We are here for you! GIVE ME BACK THE MOTIVATED AND ENERGISED ANE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, Charmaine THANKS FOR KEEPING ME ACCOMPANY IN CLASS BY NOT GOING FOR THE EARLIER CLASS. If not I would be so so lonely~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, to my Dearest Dear, I MISS YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. This is all I want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, and lastly, ELVIS the policeman ROCKS.&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-7706948950036309536?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7706948950036309536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=7706948950036309536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/7706948950036309536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/7706948950036309536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/after-so-long.html' title='After so long.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-2248423376500176884</id><published>2008-04-18T02:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T02:31:03.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm travelling round my world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;OH MY GOD! Can't sleep for goodness sake. I used to coax myself to sleep by thinking that sleep is a beauty tonic. But shit. I can't sleep now and SCHOOL IS STARTING SOON. I don't know if I like term starting. I like it because I can see crys, ane, char, jol, may, sean, mac, and sam almost everyday, just like it was in the past. But I don't like it because I'm constrained yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yearn to start working life early because I need the money. Everything seems possible to un-entangle only when I start working and be a bread-winner. There will be lesser outings of course, but in the end everybody will have to go, everything will have to continue. I don't know if what I want to be will be what i will be. But I still wish I can make the most out of the job and bring home the highest pay I can achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only then will I feel that what I have in mind for my future can come true and will come true. A simple hope for my future spurs my enthusiasm to move on. The previous statement was supposed to encourage myself. But the effect isn't great. Oh well.  ={&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-2248423376500176884?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2248423376500176884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=2248423376500176884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2248423376500176884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2248423376500176884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-travelling-round-my-world.html' title='I&apos;m travelling round my world.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-2429250299168019633</id><published>2008-04-10T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T14:30:38.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A porcupine's wish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A porcupine did not wish for itself to have spines that hurt, it was born with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never knew. But the porcupine would rather not have quills that prick even their loved ones. It did not have a choice. If I were a rodent, I would not wish to be a porcupine. This is how miserable a porcupine's life is.&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-2429250299168019633?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2429250299168019633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=2429250299168019633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2429250299168019633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2429250299168019633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/porcupines-wish.html' title='A porcupine&apos;s wish.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-5207271273071268149</id><published>2008-04-09T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T23:26:19.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life's Bus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder how true Apple's Life's Bus philosophy is. As time past I've come to realise it is true that some people do stay longer aboard your bus. As you drive down the road that leads to the final destination, the terminal, the end, everybody would have alighted from your bus. This is not a statement driven by devastation or emotional state of mind. It is statement of realisation. It may be true that those who truely love you would stay by your side till you pull that key out of the keyhole and hear the sound of engine die down. But they would not be able to follow you, wherever you are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, if everybody is a Life's Bus driver, who is to board others' buses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally do not believe that there would be anybody who can be there for anybody till the end. Call me a hopeless being who holds no faith in happiness, I wouldn't care. The removal of the mask of rehearsed smiles reveals a sunken face devoid of expressions. Mere acquaintance move on after you are of no value to them. Friends leave you the moment you have no time for them. Family turn their backs towards you when you err. Lovers give up when there is no love, no future to be. In the end, you have only yourself to comfort yourself. Your strengths, your weaknesses, you know all of them. Your flaws, your thoughts, you know best. Your past, your present, your future, you forget none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your past lay yourself. In your present lies yourself. In your future lies yourself. How can anyone be selfless then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mock so-called selflessness and ridiculous requests in human relationships. They only appear as superficial friendliness to me. So please shut up.&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-5207271273071268149?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5207271273071268149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=5207271273071268149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/5207271273071268149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/5207271273071268149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/lifes-bus.html' title='The Life&apos;s Bus.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-871583352583532556</id><published>2008-04-08T22:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:49:56.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;INTRODUCING ULTRA-APPLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R_uEIAYYE0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/a9TvDCRDbfA/s1600-h/DSC00778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R_uEIAYYE0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/a9TvDCRDbfA/s320/DSC00778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186884668923319106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R_uEuQYYE2I/AAAAAAAAAGw/VZtuIgqrV2E/s1600-h/DSC00775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R_uEuQYYE2I/AAAAAAAAAGw/VZtuIgqrV2E/s320/DSC00775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186885326053315426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Face distorted by cockle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R_uEWQYYE1I/AAAAAAAAAGo/1pUhxL0HrUw/s1600-h/DSC00777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R_uEWQYYE1I/AAAAAAAAAGo/1pUhxL0HrUw/s320/DSC00777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186884913736454994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;The feast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R_uDwgYYEzI/AAAAAAAAAGY/c4RUzZf31O8/s1600-h/Image6654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R_uDwgYYEzI/AAAAAAAAAGY/c4RUzZf31O8/s320/Image6654.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186884265196393266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Expressing my love for cockles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-871583352583532556?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/871583352583532556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=871583352583532556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/871583352583532556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/871583352583532556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/introducing-ultra-apple-face-distorted.html' title=''/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R_uEIAYYE0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/a9TvDCRDbfA/s72-c/DSC00778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-1260691379427369383</id><published>2008-04-03T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T01:01:29.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You are still so thick nothing is able to penetrate your 22 inch block head. It's a pity it's thicker then my television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk to me tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't, watch out.&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-1260691379427369383?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1260691379427369383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=1260691379427369383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1260691379427369383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1260691379427369383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-back-again.html' title='I&apos;m back again.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-4466639209805043623</id><published>2008-04-02T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:29:46.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The aimless fly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I haven't done anything since the start of holidays, not even the shawl i promised Bao. Laziness seems to control me every single day. Drive come back!&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/1548205646405730715-4466639209805043623?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4466639209805043623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=4466639209805043623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4466639209805043623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4466639209805043623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/aimless-fly.html' title='The aimless fly.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-6106069070690079554</id><published>2008-04-02T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:51:41.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BELATED ANE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-6106069070690079554?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6106069070690079554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=6106069070690079554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6106069070690079554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6106069070690079554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-belated-ane.html' title='HAPPY BELATED ANE!'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-1791926662262190272</id><published>2008-03-28T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T23:22:20.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spree is tiring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are no photos to show. Perhaps Apple and me were too indulged in the escapade from Charles Stefano that none of us remembered to take pictures. Never mind, let me give you a detailed description of what we did yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the rest, I'm just going to zoom in to what we did from 8 to 9.30 pm. Get ready your mind and turn on your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mountainous shells and a river of blood. We sank our teeth into their flesh. Everything was quick because their were in no state for struggle. One by one we finished them off and diminished their troops. As we forced them out of their retreat, blood dripped on and rolled down like a mutiny that took place on our palms. They were soon coerced into resignation of their fates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally enjoyed what we did.&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-1791926662262190272?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1791926662262190272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=1791926662262190272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1791926662262190272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1791926662262190272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/spree-is-tiring.html' title='Spree is tiring.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-5555301156601886582</id><published>2008-03-25T19:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T19:55:47.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dummies' chat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jm7gYYErI/AAAAAAAAAFI/VOOV-F-3Lx0/s1600-h/160308_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jm7gYYErI/AAAAAAAAAFI/VOOV-F-3Lx0/s320/160308_8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181645281268601522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;me: I'm pleased to have met you and been together for 2 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jliQYYEoI/AAAAAAAAAEw/BWrBM4-5AIY/s1600-h/160308_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jliQYYEoI/AAAAAAAAAEw/BWrBM4-5AIY/s320/160308_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181643747965276802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you: Me too. And I like your smile. Classic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jmZwYYEpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/t41hi1XYBx0/s1600-h/160308_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jmZwYYEpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/t41hi1XYBx0/s320/160308_6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181644701448016530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Smile till cramped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jmrAYYEqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ivk1bBcpRRQ/s1600-h/160308_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jmrAYYEqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ivk1bBcpRRQ/s320/160308_7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181644997800759970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;*Cramped till eyes dropping.&lt;br /&gt;me: Help me! My eyes are dropping out!&lt;br /&gt;you: You look better this way. I love your big eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The stupid-face typhoon. This is how you communicate through expressions.&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/1548205646405730715-5555301156601886582?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5555301156601886582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=5555301156601886582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/5555301156601886582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/5555301156601886582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/dummies-chat.html' title='Dummies&apos; chat.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jm7gYYErI/AAAAAAAAAFI/VOOV-F-3Lx0/s72-c/160308_8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-2723956702863534538</id><published>2008-03-25T19:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T19:57:02.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The P3 aftermath.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jiqAYYEiI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TUq19SU76Us/s1600-h/DSC00743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jiqAYYEiI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TUq19SU76Us/s320/DSC00743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181640582574379554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jiqQYYEjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OPwHB2ey61I/s1600-h/DSC00744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jiqQYYEjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OPwHB2ey61I/s320/DSC00744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181640586869346866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jiSAYYEdI/AAAAAAAAADY/HvtedUVLwE8/s1600-h/DSC00735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jiSwYYEgI/AAAAAAAAADw/FC4yHawHuVc/s320/DSC00738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181640183142420994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jiTAYYEhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1QlntL6IcT0/s1600-h/DSC00739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jiTAYYEhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1QlntL6IcT0/s320/DSC00739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181640187437388306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jhKwYYEZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/o4OPsplG85c/s1600-h/DSC00730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jhKwYYEZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/o4OPsplG85c/s320/DSC00730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181638946191839634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; 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 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jhLgYYEcI/AAAAAAAAADQ/i5O6Bt82z4o/s1600-h/DSC00733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jhLgYYEcI/AAAAAAAAADQ/i5O6Bt82z4o/s320/DSC00733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181638959076741570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jhKgYYEYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JamB_0Rry6Y/s1600-h/DSC00729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jhKgYYEYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JamB_0Rry6Y/s320/DSC00729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181638941896872322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A break after P3. Finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-2723956702863534538?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2723956702863534538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=2723956702863534538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2723956702863534538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2723956702863534538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/break-after-p3.html' title='The P3 aftermath.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R-jiqAYYEiI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TUq19SU76Us/s72-c/DSC00743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-4331845809510274329</id><published>2008-03-10T00:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T00:24:18.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are still the sweetest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R9QOhCz2Q-I/AAAAAAAAACo/ktOJWULa9KI/s1600-h/iLoveYou.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R9QOhCz2Q-I/AAAAAAAAACo/ktOJWULa9KI/s320/iLoveYou.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175777832608351202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture speaks a thousand words. You know how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1548205646405730715-4331845809510274329?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4331845809510274329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=4331845809510274329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4331845809510274329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4331845809510274329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/picture-speaks-thousand-words.html' title='You are still the sweetest.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R9QOhCz2Q-I/AAAAAAAAACo/ktOJWULa9KI/s72-c/iLoveYou.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-8107090034863620455</id><published>2008-03-09T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:18:01.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start les-ing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The best friends who know me better than anyone else, even you.&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-8107090034863620455?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8107090034863620455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=8107090034863620455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8107090034863620455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8107090034863620455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/start-les-ing.html' title='Start les-ing.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-1025278465681108690</id><published>2008-03-08T22:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T23:10:25.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE DISAPPOINTMENT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now I get it. The only bad point about video-camming with you. It's the disappointment in me when you tell me it is inconvenient for you to go online just after you asked if we can chat. The disappointment is so strong the familiar nostalgia comes knocking and stubborn tears force themselves through my eyelid. The fact that I thought I get to see you and the reality that you can't disturb your sleeping nephew are waging a war in my mind. Rationally, I guess the latter should win. But the longing in my heart to see you is unwilling to retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love-hate relationship with video-camming is damned. I don't know how many of you reading this can understand. But trust me, you wouldn't want to face these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED FRESH AIR&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-1025278465681108690?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1025278465681108690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=1025278465681108690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1025278465681108690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1025278465681108690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-hate-disappointment.html' title='I HATE DISAPPOINTMENT!'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-4709062925499288755</id><published>2008-03-08T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T01:06:26.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm diagnosed with diabetes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Life is so wonderful since the day I got diabetes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so sweet. =D&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-4709062925499288755?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4709062925499288755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=4709062925499288755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4709062925499288755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4709062925499288755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-diagnosed-with-diabetes.html' title='I&apos;m diagnosed with diabetes.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-3394929924963876345</id><published>2008-03-06T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T00:58:50.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The gloom of P3.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss the sewing machine.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times when I could spend as much time to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;I miss those carefree days when we could gather and not worry about time creeping away.&lt;br /&gt;I miss those times with Jaz and Cheryl although stacking alphabet blocks is not the game I enjoy most.&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything that I used to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHHHHHOOOOOooooo P3!&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-3394929924963876345?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3394929924963876345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=3394929924963876345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/3394929924963876345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/3394929924963876345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/gloom-of-p3.html' title='The gloom of P3.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-8230193962359459902</id><published>2008-02-29T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T13:42:30.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are always quiet and seemingly unwilling to reveal your emotions and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;But you proved me wrong last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you are quiet because you want to listen to every bit of my life when I share my zeal and woes.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you keep yours frustrations to yourself because you want to shield me from further worries.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you are always there for me although you keep quiet and observe my every twitch.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know your mind fantasize about planning surprises just to hear my laughter and feel my contentment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so sweet I'm dying of diabetes.&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-8230193962359459902?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8230193962359459902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=8230193962359459902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8230193962359459902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/8230193962359459902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/little-thought.html' title='A little thought.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-4989271867021183175</id><published>2008-02-21T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T20:24:37.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIRED TIRED TIRED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Had a day of photo taking and after reaching home, I went straight to do my ComDA reflections and editing of the slides. Now I'm going to my photoshop editing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP IS EVADING ME!&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-4989271867021183175?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4989271867021183175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=4989271867021183175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4989271867021183175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/4989271867021183175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/tired-tired-tired.html' title='TIRED TIRED TIRED'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-5667042990859629042</id><published>2008-02-20T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T21:42:28.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's life after life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I often think about one's life after life. If there were to be a life after life, what is this existing life then? I reckon one is in a continuous cycle of life. Life just goes on and on from phase to phase. What is interesting is that one does not know where one would be in the next phase. That is probably why fear lies within one subconsciously when one thinks about life after life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life were to go on after life, one's current life would be a journey with existing friends and family. After this voyage, one would be joining another group of friends and relative, or perhaps the same group. Everything would start all over again. I guess nobody can tell exactly where one's fate lies. How good if this journey were to go on eternally. there would be no partings and deaths. But thinking back, one may not learn to appreciate if there were no separations, no life events to test one's bonds and relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or to simplify things, one may just disintegrate with the wind to roam the skies and earth. Everything would end there then.&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-5667042990859629042?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5667042990859629042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=5667042990859629042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/5667042990859629042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/5667042990859629042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/whats-life-after-life.html' title='What&apos;s life after life?'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-2161971236667965598</id><published>2008-02-19T00:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T00:51:43.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simplest Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight was the first time I saw you in a month. Everything came flooding back in. Your smile, your wrinkle and your everything. But when it was time for you to sign off, everything including the sadness of separation engulfed me.          But I am contented I saw you. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-2161971236667965598?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2161971236667965598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=2161971236667965598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2161971236667965598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2161971236667965598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-saw-you.html' title='The Simplest Gift'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-3279307805374922640</id><published>2008-02-14T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T11:07:21.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely V.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Celine Dion's everlastings, many dark chocolates, an empty seat, a lonely V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-3279307805374922640?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3279307805374922640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=3279307805374922640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/3279307805374922640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/3279307805374922640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/lonely-v.html' title='Lonely V.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-2684105515280620361</id><published>2008-02-12T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T01:58:06.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Brain Squeezer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TDS proudly presents THE DESIGN BRAIN squeezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of the conventional leg and body massager?&lt;br /&gt;Long for a highly efficient brain squeezer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join TDS today to get the latest model of brain squeezer XXXXP3 free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-2684105515280620361?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2684105515280620361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=2684105515280620361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2684105515280620361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/2684105515280620361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/brain-squeezer.html' title='The Brain Squeezer.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-180647263491108125</id><published>2008-02-11T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T16:56:41.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My daughter Stressie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I officially adopted a daughter called Stressie on the same day I got the P3 brief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She bugs me every single day and rants on continuously like a radio that is out of control. She goes on even when I'm in the showers, generating ideas for P3, moving my bowels and listening to Jay singing. I tried sticking my fingers in my ears to block my ear drum, but her voice is so powerful that it seeps through the gap to invade my ears and brain. I can't see her every time I hear her voice. It freaked me out at first. But after some time, I found out she was talking to me from inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everybody has a daughter called Stressie now. And probably a son called Stress.&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-180647263491108125?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/180647263491108125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=180647263491108125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/180647263491108125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/180647263491108125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-daughter-stressie.html' title='My daughter Stressie.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-491334118905197418</id><published>2008-02-10T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T23:25:18.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The thought of you coming over thrills me. Although the tickets haven't been booked, dates are not settled and the decision is not made yet, I still embrace the hope of your presence amidst my everyday life. Although we have to part when the date is due, and warm tears will have to flow uncontrollably, I still long to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-491334118905197418?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/491334118905197418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=491334118905197418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/491334118905197418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/491334118905197418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/waiting-for-you.html' title='Waiting for you.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-7493770449306477471</id><published>2008-02-05T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T15:40:03.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A simple life somewhere else.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What can be compared to leading a simple life in which drinking coffee on your balcony, admiring the picturesque setting sun and having a heart to heart chat becomes your way of life? No troubles, monetary worries, complications of relations, over-intrusion of technology and comparison of status to smear the meaning of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell of Earth wafts through the misty morning air to permeate your nose and cleanse your mind. You allow sunlight to creep through the blinds and rest on the wooden floorboards. Slowly, you lift your eyelids lazily to admire the chimes hanging above the window sill, swaying to the wind. You turn to fix your gaze upon his face and appreciate his presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A drive down the country road brings you to the sea side. The morning sunlight is ever so gentle with the breeze caressing your skin. A stroll along the planks above the waters lets you take in the rolling tides and sound of the waters spreading itself repeatedly on the white sands. You choose a bench just beside the railing to enjoy the natural juice of coconut,  bits of toast and a stir-fry of noodles. The special someone beside you, the food, the clear blue sky, the warm sunlight, the sound of the waves, the wooden platform, the hanging nets by the sea, you do not know which you are willing to live without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You return to your wooden house built on stilts. A baked rice, a fried fish, a creamy chicken broth and a stir-fried green vegetables settle your lunch. A simple spread of food, but a touching thought from your special someone. The day plays on at the perfect speed and a coffee session with his friends wraps up your afternoon. A worry-less chat, humour and the aroma of coffee makes the day worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun sinks to the bottom of the Earth and the moon fades in steadily to brighten up the night with countless stars joining in gradually. It's time for dinner for you, your special someone and your beloved golden retriever. The threesome enjoys a piping pot of stewed beef, fried bean and a melon soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lie on the bed and let the hanging neon polyester stars and planets sing a lullaby to drift you off to slumberland. You let everything around you lose focus and the next morning you wake up, it's a fresh new day.&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-7493770449306477471?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7493770449306477471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=7493770449306477471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/7493770449306477471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/7493770449306477471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/simple-life-somewhere-else.html' title='A simple life somewhere else.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548205646405730715.post-6507619174158244555</id><published>2008-02-04T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T12:20:53.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The excuse to shop-CNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm going to shop with Apple later! Feeling excited now although I'm still in class with the uncle lecturer trying to blend into our midst by playing rock music and with Mayfen and Macson beside me reading my blog --.--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yseterday was a slow but somewhat crazy day at work with Apple with a funny man ranting on non-stop at top speed beside us. Yesterday was the first day we started realising our pact. Entertaining customers was not as stressful as before because we do not have to worry about inbalance of sales and commission at the end of the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love working with Apple, although we try to criticise each other just for entertainment and laughs. Charles stefano is not as boring nowadays. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548205646405730715-6507619174158244555?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6507619174158244555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=6507619174158244555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6507619174158244555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/6507619174158244555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/excuse-to-shop-cny.html' title='The excuse to shop-CNY'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-1548205646405730715.post-1824755093354397201</id><published>2008-01-31T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T21:51:31.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best memory fron Genting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R6HQnMTNZEI/AAAAAAAAABg/Dk_3rJ4odzI/s1600-h/DSC_9809i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R6HQnMTNZEI/AAAAAAAAABg/Dk_3rJ4odzI/s320/DSC_9809i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161636019678569538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OH MY GOD! Sam Sam Sam. Can't see any of your teeth. You look like an old man not wearing dentures. I'm considering to put this photo in my stress-relief website without adding any scripts to it. It'll be good enough on its own. There's a high chance it would be awarded the funniest picture of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Get ready your dentures to look nicer when you smile =]&lt;br /&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/1548205646405730715-1824755093354397201?l=dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1824755093354397201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548205646405730715&amp;postID=1824755093354397201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1824755093354397201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548205646405730715/posts/default/1824755093354397201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunt-bite-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/best-memory-fron-genting.html' title='Best memory fron Genting.'/><author><name>sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081449291992528096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_sG_P9thABzg/R6HQnMTNZEI/AAAAAAAAABg/Dk_3rJ4odzI/s72-c/DSC_9809i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
