<?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-29972687</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:09:30.491-07:00</updated><category term='yogg is hot'/><title type='text'>My first blogspot!</title><subtitle type='html'>My life, My lies, My truths.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>167</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-8929747652802311538</id><published>2009-09-01T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T10:00:19.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow</title><content type='html'>Rainbow, so rare, so ... stunning. I could not resist its beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It desired my attention and I pretended not to notice it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet at the same time, at the corner of my eyes, it's like a forbidden place, myths or fairytale mentioned that a pot of gold beholds at the end of the rainbow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even fairytales know that it's impossible to reach the pot of gold. It's just too good to be true. And they say it too - fairytales are for dreamers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dreamer. It's fine. I'll wait silently for the rainbow to appear every now and then. I'm satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHHAHA YOGES~~!!!! DISTRACT ME FROM ALL THE RAINBOWS PLEASE!~~~ LOL!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-8929747652802311538?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/8929747652802311538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=8929747652802311538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8929747652802311538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8929747652802311538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2009/09/rainbow.html' title='Rainbow'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-7088095565064278668</id><published>2009-08-13T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:46:12.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Drive</title><content type='html'>If you really want to drive on my love road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First you've got to pass my driving test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember to check your blind spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll try not to beat my red light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't horn at me unnecessarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signal your intention early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do park your car properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have 24 points a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safety first. No speeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice drive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-7088095565064278668?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/7088095565064278668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=7088095565064278668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/7088095565064278668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/7088095565064278668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-drive.html' title='Love Drive'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-2059597486739221558</id><published>2009-07-09T06:47:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:12:09.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One life Live it</title><content type='html'>It was chance. I bumped into her. After work, at Clementi MRT station. She, the one who changed my life, was still as hearty, as cheerful, as loud haha. She is Wei Xin Momma. Give it to momma~ Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and we bantered. I was complaining about NS life and she retorted humorously that "开心也要活，不开心也要活，不如就开开心心的活。"Joseph Phang once said something synonymous as well. It's so simple. It's just a decision away. It's happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my next shift, which was yesterday, I mused about what she said. Indeed, I was happy and I realised that ultimately, the world can go against me, but it's me who can give myself happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest brother who is in Australia informed me that he bought for me an ipod touch. I heard of it but never knew its function. Maybe I'll figure it out real soon. But actually I'm happy just to have YES 933 accompany through the day. It's really the thought that counts. I never thought that I meant so much to him, neither the other way round. Maybe our childhood fights are indelible albeit they are still poignant everytime I think of them, yet as we matured, I see that my family has a profound place in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful. I have found solace in words and people around me. Ruminating about how NS made me suffer is superfluous, since it will not change the fact that I have to serve two years of mandatory NS. It may be a distasteful episode in my life, but I have decided to make it a happy one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone! *SENDS FLYING KISSES*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-2059597486739221558?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/2059597486739221558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=2059597486739221558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/2059597486739221558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/2059597486739221558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-life-live-it.html' title='One life Live it'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-8127100783943614496</id><published>2009-07-06T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T07:11:34.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladder</title><content type='html'>Bernard once shared with me this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a love relationship to last, it should start off as friendship. As time goes by, you see the good and the bad of the person, then if both parties like each other, then proceed to the dating phase. During this period of time, there ought to be commitment from both parties. After a period of time, if both are comfortable and willing, then they can advance to become steady boyfriend/girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However very often, we get tempted by factors which urge us to skip perhaps the friendship or dating stage. But think back - have you ever wished that your relationship was like last time when it was at the friendship or dating stage? The sweet times, the heart-warming times when you smile just seeing his/her sms, when you save his/her chat logs and re-read it again, when you anonymously signed his/her tagboard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think that I want to have a good friendship and dating with whoever I find is the right partner for me. It's difficult and risky to just jump into a relationship because of physical attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that this serves as a good lesson for us. Thanks Ber Ber~ Haha~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-8127100783943614496?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/8127100783943614496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=8127100783943614496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8127100783943614496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8127100783943614496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2009/07/ladder.html' title='Ladder'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-29972687.post-3568300650217845114</id><published>2009-07-02T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T02:19:54.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;WEIRDEST QUESTIONS EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;95 New Questions You’ve Probably Never Been Asked. Wheres question 4 sia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. First thing you wash in the shower? Hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. What colour is your favorite hoodie? Blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. Do you like coffee? Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5. How are you feeling RIGHT now? Dreading work tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6. What’s the last letter of your crush’s name? Nil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7. Do you say aim or a-i-m? I just shoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8. Tell me about the last dream you remember having. It was in a coffee shop and Hazel was with a lady at a table and I called her," HAZEL!!" But she ignored me. Then I woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;9. Could you eat your favourite food everyday for a month and not get sick of it? No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;10. What are you craving? Nil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;11. Do you floss? No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;12. What comes to mind when I say cabbage? My favourite dish cooked by my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;16. Have you ever counted to 1,000? Siao ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;17. Do you bite into your ice cream or just lick it? I always bite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;18. Do you use smileys? Is this counted - o.0" If yes, yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;19. How many bedrooms are in your house? 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;20. Have you ever met a celebrity? Plenty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;21. Do you like cottage cheese? ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;22. What’s the last song you had stuck in your head? Ai Wo De Zi Ge by S.H.E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;23. How many countries have you visited? 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;24. Are your parents strict? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;25. Would you go sky diving? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;26. Would you go out to eat with George W. Bush? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;28. Is there anything sparkly in the room you’re in? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;30. Do you rent movies? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;31. Who sits in front of you in your math class? I'm always sitting infront.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;35. Where are you going to be Saturday night? Working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;36. Brown or white eggs? Brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;37. Like rap music? Ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;38. Ever taken a train? Yes. To KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;39. Experienced the twin towers falling in New York? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;41. What day of the week is it? Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;40. What was your Lunch? KFC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;43. What is your best friend doing tomorrow? Dunno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;46. Have you ever seen The Butterfly Effect? No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;47. So, how about them Yankees? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;51. Is your hair curly? No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;52. Last time you cried? Few weeks ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;53. Ever walked into a wall? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 55. Have you ever bought anything from PacSun? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;56. Favorite season? Dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;61. The next person you’ll hold hands with? I'm not a fortune teller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;62. Do you sleep with the TV on? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;63. Have you ever drank alcohol straight from the bottle? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;64. Do you think you’re old? Quite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;65. Are you afraid of the dark? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;66. Do you like your life right now? I don't like NS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;67. When’s the last time you chose a bath over a shower? When I was in KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;68. Do you knock on wood? No. Door? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;69. Do you have good vision? Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;70. Can you hoola-hoop? A few times ok la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;71. Where are your parents? Mum at home, Dad at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;72. Have you ever kissed in an elevator? Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;73. What is the next CD you will buy? No idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;74. What brands are you wearing? No brand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;76. Have you ever crawled through a window? Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;77. Can you handle the truth? Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;78. What was the most recent thing you bought? KFC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;79. How often do you talk on the phone? Quite often at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;80. Are you in a complicated relationship? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;81. Do you hate more than 3 people? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;82. Have you ever tripped someone? Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;86. Do you use chap stick? Chopstick ah... yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;87. Are you too forgiving? Depends on who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;88. Do you own something from Hot Topic? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;89. Do you own a gun? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;90. Have you made a prank phone call? Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;91. Have you ever been in a castle? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;92. Do you like your hair? Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;93. Do you like yourself? Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;94. Are you closer to your mother or father? Mummy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;95. Do you chat on AIM often?Never.&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/29972687-3568300650217845114?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/3568300650217845114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=3568300650217845114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3568300650217845114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3568300650217845114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2009/07/weirdest-questions-ever-95-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-8878030437490690204</id><published>2009-06-29T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:10:13.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship</title><content type='html'>There was a wife who was giving birth to a baby. She screamed and wailed and her husband was by her side. After giving birth successfully, she was perspiring and her tears were all mixed with her sweat, her hair was all in a mess, she looked pale, she looked awful. Yet, her husband said, "Dear, you looked awesome." She smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to emphasize that lying does not necessarily means hypocrisy. From the above story, the wife herself knew that she looked awful. But she also knew that it was out of love, care and concern that her husband said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you feel if one day, you dedicate your favourite song to your special someone, and then he told you directly that he didn't like the song? Do you think that that special someone is sensitive enough or just trying not to be a hypocrite by pretending that he liked the song? Could he have chosen another approach to deal it? And is it really so important that he must tell you that he does not like the song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us in this modern era are not as simple to talk to as people last time. We are trained to sense sarcasm, as well as to throw hidden knives in our speech. However, are we always right? When someone apologise after making a mistake, will you take it as sarcasm? Well, I guess it all depends on your relation with the other person. Let's say it's an acquaintance - there might be a high chance the apology was not sincere and that he was just being sarcastic. But what if the person is your special one? Will you doubt the person and assume that the person is definitely being sarcastic? Even if the other person is really sarcastic, what approach can we use to handle it so as to keep the peace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always try to keep the peace as much as I can, unless someone manage to provoke me to the point that I use vulgarities. Then you know it's a sour relationship that is hard to salvage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there really a reward and punishment system working in relationship? I do not believe in that. Come on time to meet me and u get to have dinner with me as your reward. Come late and you will be punished by eating alone and go home yourself. If your relationship is like that, do you even want it? Get a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, love is more than two person being together. There must be happiness, accomodation, respect and communication. There is bound to be times when the person hindered your work, wasted your time, ruin your birthday party, etc. The question is - can you accept it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how would you feel if you delayed your special someone's jogging time, and he ignored you for the next one hour, leaving you crying by the pool and then come and talk to you like an adult? Is this love or life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, when you ask the other person "Do you still love me?", what would he say? He may be silent, but yes, you know you will be waiting for a reply, and when nothing is said, you know it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's heart warming when I look at married adults, ten, twenty, thirty, forty years old marriage. All the hurdles they had been through, trust had allowed them to make it through the rain and storm. And as for my parents, it's us, their children, that kept them together. And I'm proud of that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-8878030437490690204?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/8878030437490690204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=8878030437490690204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8878030437490690204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8878030437490690204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2009/06/relationship.html' title='Relationship'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-4799850512464456955</id><published>2009-06-24T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T23:36:07.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pisang goreng</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoho i was making pisang goreng with my mom~ only a few. but wahahahaa fun~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/SkMatGTivOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Kn_CkUSFiOA/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351150144335297762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/SkMatGTivOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Kn_CkUSFiOA/s200/DSC00146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/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;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tadahh~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ONE FOR ONE DOLLAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT - LIMITED EDITION.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/SkMas-mrNzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/eOZl3qdHDSY/s1600-h/DSC00145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351150142268061490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/SkMas-mrNzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/eOZl3qdHDSY/s200/DSC00145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-4799850512464456955?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/4799850512464456955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=4799850512464456955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/4799850512464456955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/4799850512464456955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2009/06/pisang-goreng.html' title='pisang goreng'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_CQD7Tvya0To/SkMatGTivOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Kn_CkUSFiOA/s72-c/DSC00146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-1785982550012396005</id><published>2009-06-24T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:25:33.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QuArAnTiNeD!</title><content type='html'>My job is to sleep, eat, take temperature, and play to my heart's content. It's simple. It's enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was given an official home quarantine order by MOH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 19th night to 20th day, I worked with two colleagues for about 8 hours. One of them was confirmed with H1N1. That night he had fever. So I was quarantined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is that it's unrecorded leave. I did mention to my team leader that I rather they take my leave than to take MC as I did not want it to affect my grades. Oh well~ Good that it's unrecorded leave! Blessing in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that I don't get H1N1 now. But I had already prepared the items to bring with me if I were to get it *CHOY TOUCH WOOD*~ It's good to be prepared. Currently I'm fine, thank you for all your concern, albeit I did not receive no flowers nor get well soon cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Ok July is coming! Can't wait!! And oh ya, my quarantine ends on 27th. Do date me out yea. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-1785982550012396005?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/1785982550012396005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=1785982550012396005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1785982550012396005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1785982550012396005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2009/06/quarantined.html' title='QuArAnTiNeD!'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-5689503483921292048</id><published>2009-06-17T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T10:07:55.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pac Man Story</title><content type='html'>I once read from an email from Nancy. It was very enlightening. It was a picture powerpoint showing a pac-man rolling down a mountain enjoying the flowers and butterflies on its way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first it was trying to find a missing piece to complete itself. It went rolling and rolling and found a piece that was too small. So it moved on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then soon it found another piece but SHIT! Too big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, it finally found a perfect piece which fits nicely. But it did not hold that piece tight enough and it fell off while rolling. Hais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck was on its way and it found another perfect one! However this time, the piece crumbled as it held onto that piece too tightly! Stupid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, it found another perfect piece. This time it learnt not to hold on too loosely or tightly. And it fits just nice! But when it became a full piece, it could hardly control its speed of rolling. It kept on rolling and accelerating. It has no time to smell the flower or play with the butterflies anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it understood. It let go of the perfect piece. The pac-man now rolls freely, stopping by flowers to enjoy its scent and played with butterflies as it wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do send me this email if you have it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it meant a lot to me. This story can be applied to a lot of situations. What were you thinking while reading this? Work? Studies? Love? The thing that was in your mind while reading is the thing that might be affecting you a lot currently. As I recall this story at different plight in life, I comprehended it an entire new way. Cherishing, giving space, letting go, they are all part and parcel of learning to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I want now? I can hardly decide. I just hope I'm the perfect piece which you had found. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-5689503483921292048?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/5689503483921292048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=5689503483921292048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/5689503483921292048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/5689503483921292048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2009/06/pac-man-story.html' title='Pac Man Story'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-168960894734003953</id><published>2009-06-06T01:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:50:50.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Identify</title><content type='html'>I believe that the ability to identify is the pre-requisite to success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Mathematics, we learn to identify the problems and solve the questions accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In English, we learn to identify the keywords to see through cryptic phrases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Chemistry, we learn to identify what reagents to use to get the product we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Physics, we learn to identify the suitable equations to apply in different scenarios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, we learn to identify motivation that are pull factors to make us go to school or go to work. Of course we also identify the vice versa; the push factors which made us dread going to school or to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, we look at the pessimistic side; we would be scrutinising at every singe little things which made us drag our feet to work. I did. Honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I thought it over. Like it or not, I have to spend 2 years serving NS. So I might as well find interest in what I am doing and make these 2 years fruitful. I had gone through bad times certainly and I had thought of giving up umpteen times. Yet there're many things and people giving me the strength and support which I needed all these years to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad and I will never regret spending more time with my mommy, who is always there for me. She was diagnosed with breast cancer about two years ago, and I almost lost her. I didn't cherish her. And now, whichever God gave me a second chance. And I am extremely relieved at the fact that I managed to identify this opportunity to cherish her and spend more time with her. She never fails to be there when I most needed her, giving me words of encouragement when I'm down, when I go home with frustration and sorrow from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few times I failed in life, at the rock bottom of my roller coaster life, I chose to call my mom. Everytime upon hearing her voice, something in me would just melt and I'll start to cry involuntarily. And I always feel better after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really a blessing for me now to have my mommy and my family to be behind my back and go through these two years with me. I'll definitely find interest and joy in my work! I'm starting to like it already, all my friends there are really supportive as well. I just have to ignore those push factors will hinder my work. If not, I'm most willing to learn and excel in my work. We shall we if there's any deviation in my upcoming post, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/SiotzJFGs6I/AAAAAAAAAKA/CJohaKwUcTE/s1600-h/1_757758708l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344134264462422946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/SiotzJFGs6I/AAAAAAAAAKA/CJohaKwUcTE/s200/1_757758708l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my mommy!!&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;-=Peedah=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-168960894734003953?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/168960894734003953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=168960894734003953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/168960894734003953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/168960894734003953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2009/06/identify.html' title='Identify'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/SiotzJFGs6I/AAAAAAAAAKA/CJohaKwUcTE/s72-c/1_757758708l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-3055185484238015922</id><published>2009-05-31T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T08:39:39.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long John Silver @ City Vibe</title><content type='html'>After a tiring night shift, Kai Jie, Arif and I were deciding on our breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up at Long John Silver at City Vibe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered breakfast meal, mine cost about $6.90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The helpful staff went into the kitchen to find her supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The supervisor came out with a few coupons and said that "these coupons end today".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up using those coupons and saved about $2 per person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's service excellence. It was absolutely surprising. Furthermore, we were told to sit first and they served the breakfast to us shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really brightened my day, albeit having the rest of my day asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll definitely be a return customer to Long John Silver - at least to City Vibe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=Peedah=- Happys~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-3055185484238015922?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/3055185484238015922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=3055185484238015922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3055185484238015922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3055185484238015922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2009/05/long-john-silver-city-vibe.html' title='Long John Silver @ City Vibe'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-2707514904301298816</id><published>2009-05-20T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:14:27.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>I was clearing my cupboard and computer area. I found a few cards given to me by various friends. They made me smile. I have this urge to pen them down in my blog. Hee hee here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cheryl: Peedah - president of cheapo gang!! Please promote me soon. HAHAHA! It's so cool that we get to know each other &amp;amp; hang out because of CG!! please attend more CG gatherings &amp;amp; impart us the skills of saving money! Love joo! Merry x'mas! 小龙 22 dec 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... still want promotion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;CKA: Hey Darling, &lt;- I shldn't call you that anymore. LOL Yup, though I knew you later than Yog, you someone special to me as well. You've made me realised some important way of life. I'd like to apologise for any quarrels or mean stuff I might have did to you in the past. Thank you for giving me a second chance and accepting me again. I would love to share my life experiences as well as my joy or sadness with you. Will update you abt my life more often ok? *Muackz* Jia you in your final semester. You're so smart, you can do it! Hope can study Uni with you also... 爱你！ Love, CKA'07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;LOL! Yes you are very special to me too! But too bad u are going to NTU... ~&gt;.&lt;~ hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Jacob Seet: Peter! I wish you a merry Christmas I wish you a merry Christmas I wish you a merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! Thank you for everything you have done for me! 祝你永远的快乐与幸福！Matthew 5:9 Blessed are the peacemakers; for they shall be called the children of God Jacob Ying Cong Peter Pedah Pete Hee thank you so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i remembered that you sent me this by snail mail. How special. And I really liked your card! I heard from Clarence about you. As long as you live your life without regrets, I'll be happy for you! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hazel Lam: PeeeeeeeeDah! :) Merry Christmas! hana dul.. hana! i enjoy our drama day, &amp;amp; all other crappy times when you were with us! :) don't have to set too good an example as a cheapo president okays! haha. please join us for more cheapo gathering in future! ^^ glad we're having full attendance today! wheeee! hazel 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH!!! HAZEL!!!! Long time never see you liao. hope you are doing fine in.... korea? LOL! when is christmas coming again? im so looking forward to it!!! hope u be there too yea!? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea... Thanks for all the Christmas cards!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-2707514904301298816?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/2707514904301298816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=2707514904301298816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/2707514904301298816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/2707514904301298816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2009/05/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-29972687.post-5546659421698792923</id><published>2009-05-18T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T07:58:11.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High &amp; Low</title><content type='html'>Life's like a ride on a roller coaster; it goes up and it goes down. I'm so glad that I found you who is willing to ride the roller coaster with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albeit the short time we spent together, I felt this bond between us. I am able to see our future ahead, tough but we shall endure through these tough years together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm especially touched when I receive your SMS of encouragement which I saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea... last but not least - My life will would suck without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-5546659421698792923?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/5546659421698792923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=5546659421698792923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/5546659421698792923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/5546659421698792923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2009/05/high-low.html' title='High &amp; Low'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-6046067683139260247</id><published>2009-04-28T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T08:20:57.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIR GROW SOON!</title><content type='html'>The latest pic that i took:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329761958176685218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/SfceQz6C_KI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/vEFDWH4YAro/s200/DSC00090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;More hair than the previous scary MUNG KOK~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was dekitting day. No more trainee!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yoges is still in Thailand. CKA is still in Tekong. Hazel is also gone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I changed my blog skin. Hopefully my luck changes for the better too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shall update again REALLY soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(continued writing cos of Mr Cheah's comment that my blog looks nice. LOL! But ya changed the blog skin le!!)&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/29972687-6046067683139260247?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/6046067683139260247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=6046067683139260247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/6046067683139260247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/6046067683139260247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2009/04/hair-grow-soon.html' title='HAIR GROW SOON!'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/SfceQz6C_KI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/vEFDWH4YAro/s72-c/DSC00090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-5318996469573570476</id><published>2009-03-29T03:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T03:12:42.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dear fellow Cheapo Gang members. Welcome to the first episode of SHAMING THE CG MEMBER galleria. Today features our dear sweet bimbotic Cheryl. Why? Read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6.11 pm, before I book in, we had a small conversation on msn. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=Peedah=- says:&lt;br /&gt;*yoyoyo&lt;br /&gt;*lina spreaded ur bimbotic moments to everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-려영 ♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;*i know ):&lt;br /&gt;*i was there with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=Peedah=- says:&lt;br /&gt;*lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-려영 ♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;*im so disappointed that we have such frontstabbing members in CG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=Peedah=- says:&lt;br /&gt;*it's team bonding&lt;br /&gt;*true friends tell u ur mistakes&lt;br /&gt;*it's ok&lt;br /&gt;*we all have our fair share of bimbotic moments&lt;br /&gt;*like i had my battle with the nasty cockroach&lt;br /&gt;*LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-려영 ♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;*but that was heroic! not bimbotic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=Peedah=- says:&lt;br /&gt;*ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-려영 ♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;*i have an image to upload&lt;br /&gt;*and she ruined it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=Peedah=- says:&lt;br /&gt;*u mean uphold&lt;br /&gt;*WAHAHAHHAH&lt;br /&gt;*this one is classic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-려영 ♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAH OMG UPLOAD HAHAHAHAHHAHAHHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;*OMG HAHAHAHAHAHHAA SO FUNNY SORRY FOR THE REALLY BAD TYPO&lt;br /&gt;*cause im uploading images to my com right now so HAHAHH confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for the next episode, God knows when!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-5318996469573570476?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/5318996469573570476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=5318996469573570476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/5318996469573570476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/5318996469573570476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-dear-fellow-cheapo-gang-members.html' title=''/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-8756370640953669584</id><published>2008-09-19T03:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T03:23:26.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Police Botak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/SNN77GmyKHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Zf4yFbzfA9o/s1600-h/12-09-08_2333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247674246132541554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/SNN77GmyKHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Zf4yFbzfA9o/s200/12-09-08_2333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm dark, like a Malay now. I am in Home Team NS for 2 weeks now. Every time I say that I'm getting used to the life there, something harsher would follow. Today, we were made to do pumping until my arms shivered and I'm having fever now. Just took temperature. 38 degrees celcius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good actually, pump us so fiercely so that we become stronger and be able to do chin ups. I don't remember the pain I went through just now, although I know it was super harsh. Sometimes I'm scared that if I can't do as they say and I would be punished and stuff, so I tried my best to push myself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought red bull. Just hope that it really gives me wings on my IPPT. But it says serve chilled. Don't think I can chill it until Tuesday. So I gonna take the risk of serving it unchilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST PASS IPPT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After most of my friends entered army and unable to book out until next week, I feel so lonely after booking out. . . Hais . . . And I need to move on as well. I don't have time to think so much. I blame it all on myself. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a NS diary. If you are interested, you can always ask it from me. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-8756370640953669584?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/8756370640953669584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=8756370640953669584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8756370640953669584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8756370640953669584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/09/police-botak.html' title='Police Botak!'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_CQD7Tvya0To/SNN77GmyKHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Zf4yFbzfA9o/s72-c/12-09-08_2333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-1247175287519182488</id><published>2008-08-29T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T07:33:22.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair Cut</title><content type='html'>Skilled. That's what he said. He cut my hair and he kept saying, that's skill. No air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, he's Bernard. He cut my hair. No air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to see it? Before 9 Sept, ask me out, or come my house. I'll show you. No air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he kept saying, skilled. No air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=Peedah=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-1247175287519182488?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/1247175287519182488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=1247175287519182488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1247175287519182488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1247175287519182488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-hair-cut.html' title='New Hair Cut'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-6028078570072977622</id><published>2008-08-13T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T08:00:14.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell</title><content type='html'>The following is an actual question given on a University of Washington engineering mid-term. The answer was so "profound" that the Professor shared it with colleagues, and the sharing obviously hasn't ceased...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or Endothermic (absorbs heat)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the students wrote Proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law, (gas cools off when it expands and heats when it is compressed) or some variant. One student, however, wrote the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate that souls are moving into Hell and the rate they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for how many souls are entering Hell, let us look at the different religions that exist in the world today. Some of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there are more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand as souls are added. This gives two possibilities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Of course, if Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa Banyan during my Freshman year, "...that it will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you.", and take into account the fact that I still have not succeeded in having sexual relations with her, then, #2 cannot be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and will not freeze."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This student received the only A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-6028078570072977622?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/6028078570072977622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=6028078570072977622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/6028078570072977622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/6028078570072977622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/08/hell.html' title='Hell'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-5789116252764412486</id><published>2008-08-07T10:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T20:22:32.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia VS Singapore</title><content type='html'>As you are slacking in your office, chatting on MSN, and happen to come to my blog and read, I hope you enjoy and appreciate all the things around you. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to M'sia, KL, by train with Yoges, CKA, Tiffany, Sean, Ifah, Muffid, Dian and Faizah. It was supposed to be a nice sleeping trip over. But air con stopped for 2 hours and it was terribly hot. At first I was sleeping, and then I faced breathing difficulties. I had to breathe hard once every minute, then the unbearable heat started to wake all of us up. We waited. Then it got so bad that I had to walk to the toilet area frequently to get enough air. Soon, we gave up as an auntie passenger, who was checking if all the cabins do not have air-con, told us that she informed the captain of the train but he replied that he couldn't do anything about it. So, we gave up waiting and I stripped my top off and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, we heard a child crying and making a din. His dad went to speak to the captain (behind the scene) and miraculously, the temperature of the train went lower, and lower, and lower. I had to wear my shirt and put the blanket (or should I say a piece of white cloth) on. And yes, it was quite long before we reached KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was pretty rundown for a capital. I thought it hadn't change much since I visited it some 10 years ago. The buildings were covered by layers of dirt and the floor tilings were uneven, some chipped off, and the underground tunnel smelled like a sewage that is filled with rotten rats. We bought a "touch-and-go" card but regretted buying it soon after, as it does not work all the time, plus the card is RM15, with RM5 worth of value at first. But the trains infrastructure was sophisticated; we have to go to different train stations for different lines, unlike the one in Singapore where one SMRT covers all lines and LRTs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate mainly fastfood throughout the whole of our trip. I really have to comment that their service and efficiency are way lower than expectation. Now, I do not mind paying the extra GST in Singapore for that service and efficiency which can put a smile to my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day, we went to the Zoo. The area was large but the animals were scrawny. Their animals seemed to be under-fed, or was I too used to our over-fed animals in Singapore? I didn't like their Zoo, except for this educational place where the had live chicks being incubated and we could just carry them out of their containment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to their Bird Park and I loved it. the price was the same as Singapore, around SGD18 for adults. When we went in, love birds and sun conures greeted us in an area where they were free to fly around. This allowed us to take pictures with the birds without having a cage in between us. Following on was free-ranging hornbills. It was incredible - hornbills are known to be aggressive and could be dangerous in Jurong Bird Park. Sadali told me how nasty they are even to the trainers and there we were, facing a few hornbills which enjoy the company of foreigners having their lunch with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next part was the most exciting part. Their photo booth. Of course, having worked in Jurong Bird Park for 2 months, I have heard of many stories about the photo booth, and I even served visitors at the photo booth before, taking sun conures and electus parrots to their lower arms, and we usually fear children as they are known to be good at throwing birds on the floor out of fear. However, in KL Bird Park, they had more than just sun conures and electus parrots. They had predatory birds - 2 owls and 2 eagles. YES EAGLES. They had a hornbill. And a few common Macaws, even so JBP Macaws only stood behind as backgrounds, seldom were they being used on people. At first, we thought that the owls and eagles only served as background, but we were shocked when they put about 8 to 9 birds (including the eagles and owls) all over this couple with two children, on their heads, shoulders, arms, laps, ETC! Like wow, they won. Even a small girl hugged the hornbill without holding onto its beak which the trainers in JBP usually do. Yes, their birds were that tamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, their Lory Loft was pretty pathetic, with less than 20 visible lories around. In JBP Lory Loft, there are over 400 lories, in a high-up place above the trees and we have about 12 species of lories while they barely had 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their bird show was not as good as JBP. JBP birds and buddies show is much better than theirs. Their birds used are mainly macaws. We have a variety of flamingoes, toucans, hornbills, vulture, macaws, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shopped in many places in KL, the price was reasonable, some at the same price as Singapore. It's not really "cheap" except for some fake perfume which I bought LOL! I bought a souvenir for that boy who's in the office reading this blog, but I don't know when I can meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have auto-roaming service, I fretted over the fact that I could not communicate with him, just thinking and thinking of him but not sure if my sneeze was an effect from his thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought a lot of chewing gums for my relatives, cousins, friends, etc. But all of them were confiscated at the custom. It was fair enough - these items are banned and I'm lucky not to be fined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this trip, I love Singapore so much more. This is my homeland, where I know I must be. HAPPY NATIONAL DAY!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-5789116252764412486?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/5789116252764412486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=5789116252764412486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/5789116252764412486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/5789116252764412486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/08/malaysia-vs-singapore.html' title='Malaysia VS Singapore'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-1537426713540901312</id><published>2008-08-03T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T08:47:26.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to Malaysia</title><content type='html'>It's been sooooo long. Finally I get to go out of Singapore for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't meet any nasty pickpockets, rapist, and scary people, beside CKA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=Peedah=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-1537426713540901312?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/1537426713540901312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=1537426713540901312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1537426713540901312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1537426713540901312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/08/going-to-malaysia.html' title='Going to Malaysia'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-1948823792986767988</id><published>2008-07-28T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T10:58:03.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The flame is burning so bright that it's unbearable, however time will allow it to be reduced to ash and everlasting coldness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any wood added might sustain the flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, it may not even show any sign of spark if delayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that I'm just an insignificant individual in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is a story behind everyone, like who's interested to read mine and to write more in my book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=Peedah=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-1948823792986767988?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/1948823792986767988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=1948823792986767988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1948823792986767988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1948823792986767988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/07/flame-is-burning-so-bright-that-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-828112364632301525</id><published>2008-07-28T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T07:23:45.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im sad</title><content type='html'>ya im sad. i took out a random test tube and opened it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;PETER! I'm told to write on thin strip of paper so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;PETER BOH PING HUI, I LOVE YOUR FOREVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was curious who so corny, so i see the side small words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The rest you know. I always love you. yogi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and ya, that made my day. thanks yog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made it a point to only open test tube when im feeling down. it's the best gift i'd ever received. thanks, hazel. love u loads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-828112364632301525?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/828112364632301525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=828112364632301525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/828112364632301525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/828112364632301525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-sad.html' title='im sad'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-1895369318255519620</id><published>2008-07-21T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:14:22.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Test</title><content type='html'>To do this quiz, go to &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself: You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for: You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship: You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love: Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education: You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you: You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success: You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of: You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self: You like privacy very much because you enjoy spending time with your own thoughts. You like to disappear when you cannot find solutions to your own problems, but you would feel better if you learned to share your thoughts with a person you trust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-1895369318255519620?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/1895369318255519620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=1895369318255519620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1895369318255519620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1895369318255519620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/07/personality-test.html' title='Personality Test'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-4154977780181932309</id><published>2008-07-16T10:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T10:54:12.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Love</title><content type='html'>It's been so long since I blogged randomly about any topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching for an answer, and I should think that most of us are. Searching for an answer in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like yes, all of us need to be loved, showered with care and concern and the warmth by the close ones around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about having a "life partner" or "soul mate"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking lately - what am I now compared to what I was one year ago and what would I to be in a year's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would confidently say that I am matured enough for relationships one year ago, and then to realise that it might only be a fallacy. The reasons to love, the words to express, the time to give, and many other things that I needed to use in order to allow my partner to feel loved were not fully established.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I believe that I may still hurt people by the words I use or the ways I express myself, but I am learning. I might not change the way I am (being straightforward and honest in my opinions) but I would learn to be less harsh when talking to friends and people whom I care for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the future me, the future Peter, I choose to be happy, surrounded by positive friends, and as well as the special one whom I shall wait for to be ready to be with me (again). Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had taken you for granted last time. I must learn to appreciate the things that you do for me. Cycling all the way to my house, ringing me at night, playing games that you didnt like just for my entertainment, studying with me, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;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/29972687-4154977780181932309?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/4154977780181932309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=4154977780181932309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/4154977780181932309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/4154977780181932309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-love.html' title='First Love'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-6307532325356425952</id><published>2008-07-08T10:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:07:03.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Browsing through old photos...</title><content type='html'>These are rated (by me) the 3 best pictures so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220695104511344562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/SHOiiYEE_7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/AX5dMKnIU1Q/s200/mj+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The nicest hair cut I ever had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The nicest smile I ever had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plus two most charming people you ever seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220695098319177842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/SHOiiA_wCHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6-kFWVuOoyA/s200/DSCF3177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't mess with the hooligans. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Let's have a minute of silence for the deceased.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220695111424761266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/SHOiix0XXbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/vGrsNJDmUtM/s200/1-7-08+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Life as a bird. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At least I'm dressed.&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/29972687-6307532325356425952?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/6307532325356425952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=6307532325356425952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/6307532325356425952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/6307532325356425952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/07/browsing-through-old-photos.html' title='Browsing through old photos...'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/SHOiiYEE_7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/AX5dMKnIU1Q/s72-c/mj+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-1725199246532159143</id><published>2008-07-07T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T10:31:53.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live life with no regrets...</title><content type='html'>I was reflecting on myself while listening to Sun Yan Zi songs. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting on the things that I have regretted doing, thinking about the lessons I had learnt through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to apologise to you whom I have taken for granted since 3 years ago. I knew that I had been very selfish by saying and doing things that I should not have said and done... It had not been smooth sailing for both of us and the people around us, and I had made it worse for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After graduating, we might not meet/see/talk to each other ever again. I just want to take this opportunity to make sure that you are okay before we part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I may be a freak in your eyes, (Sigh) but I really have to tell you that I valued the days we had during camps, and shared lectures, that I had treated you as a great brother. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's move on ya! And I learnt to value all the people around me. Thanks once again for those who had tolerated me for X years. (Fill in the X yourself.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-1725199246532159143?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/1725199246532159143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=1725199246532159143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1725199246532159143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1725199246532159143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/07/live-life-with-no-regrets.html' title='Live life with no regrets...'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-3378591370722377709</id><published>2008-06-30T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T10:11:47.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me!</title><content type='html'>Below is a list of people who wished me happy birthday via sms! Haha, I really appreciate all of them! (Actual words, letters, sentences, phrases, typos, etc, are copied. No editing is done to the SMSes. Sequence is in order of time of SMS.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30/06/2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lina: Peedah! Happy bday in advance! Wont be able to help you celebrate in time, but i'll be bringing back gifts and freddy frogs! Haha! See you then! B-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01/07/2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han Quan: Happy Birthday peter. Love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hwee Sie: 皮蛋! Lovely 20th birthday! Enjoy and indulge yourself this day. love you many many! Your present and cards may be belated,so wait patiently yah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny: Happy birthday peter! Hope all ya's wishes come true and happy always :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany: PEEDAH! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Haha.. U're another yr older n officially older den me by a yr so stop pretending to b young ok.. Hehe.. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cedric: Happy happy happy birthday acquiantance!i wish you happiness throughout the year and many new lovers!hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snowlin: Happy birthday! You've hit e twenties now, a new phase of life, may it be filled with joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San Gu (Third Aunt): B-) hi morning. Ha ha ha Happy birthday! Hope your day is a million laughs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendon: Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to Peter. Happy  airtigdaw toyotu. Keypad not working very well. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean: Yo Peter! Happy 20th  birthday! May all your wishes come true and enjoy your day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai Rong: Happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ji Yi: Happy birthday peter! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stanley: Hey today your birthday right? Happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banani: Hey peter, it's banani.. Happy bird day.. haha.. May all ur wishes come true n god bless u :) enjoy ur day!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hui Hui: Happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine: P2 im very sorry:( forgive me okie ? Happy birthday and enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: CG's LOVELY PRESIDENT!:D YOUR WONDERFUL CHEAPO MEMBER SPENDS 5CENTS TO WISH YOU A VEH VEH VEH HAPPY BIRTHDAY! LOB YOU LOTS LOTS:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoges: May i be the last to wish you happy birthday darling! We love the world yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernard: Haha yea, happy birthday yet again. =) glad you had fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02/07/2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarence: I am sorry i missed your birthday. . How do u expect me to remember your birthday when u never look any older?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU ALL OF YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNOUNCING THE BEST SMS OF THE YEAR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLARENCE KOH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHHA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-3378591370722377709?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/3378591370722377709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=3378591370722377709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3378591370722377709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3378591370722377709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me!'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-8056488892747876779</id><published>2008-06-17T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T08:33:32.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivated</title><content type='html'>He handed me a Yupi Yummy Burger and greeted me goodbye. I didn't have time to ask for his name, but I'll remember him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a mixed-blood boy, American and Singaporean, who studies in Sri Lanka. He bought three cups of honey from me in Lory Loft and I heard someone talk to him in Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being curious, I talked to him and chatted with him for a minute. Then he went off and I thought that was it, so I continued my routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ran back to me, handing me a common, cute little sweet which I had always taken for granted, then thanked me for the honey (which I seriously thought was over-priced), and ran off to meet his parents or guardians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That meant so much to me. So much that it gave me such a motivation to go to work. After tolerating those obnoxious and rude kids from the different childcare centres, not mentioning the spoilt brats from India, I finally found a reason to come to work, to serve, to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little things in my world may mean a lot to others and vice versa. Let us all learn to give, or just say "thank you", you might just happen to make someone's day! Like that boy had given me the urge to blog, despite the condition it is in. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=Peedah=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-8056488892747876779?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/8056488892747876779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=8056488892747876779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8056488892747876779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8056488892747876779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/06/motivated.html' title='Motivated'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-1081361335156130621</id><published>2008-06-03T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T00:00:01.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizziessss!</title><content type='html'>1) At what age do you wish to be married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not planning to marry at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) If you were to be stranded on a deserted island, who are the 3 buddies you'd take and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoges: Good entertainer + occupies small area and volume of space.&lt;br /&gt;Stanley: A strong pair of arms will come in handy.&lt;br /&gt;Snowlin: Telling her that eating less and running more would tantomount to - 5 kg could mean a constant supply of exotic fruits all over the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If you can have 1 dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be in the world of cadbury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I can. Go different restaurants every day to eat great meals then wash plates after that. If got catch by police, the jail will provide me with prison clothes and food. I won't die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends. That's why if I can't talk to Fujifilm people, I QUIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) If you win $1 Million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma si wa wu ji ba ban~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd sponsor Yoges and Snowlin to travel around the world with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the rest of the money in the bank to get interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then get back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes and no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes because I know I would die to let the person know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No because I experienced the rejection before and would rather not tell if given a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged me as in tag board?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernard - Very patient and helpful and dependable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) What is your dream GIRL/BOY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Seacrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What kind of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smokers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) If you are given the chance to go back to the past and make a difference, will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I regretted saying and doing something to someone I really cared for in Poly year 1. ~&gt;.&lt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Unconditional Love, what does it means to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All guys are bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Any wisdom to share with your readers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lose ego to your friends rather than to lose your friends to ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) If there's ever a war(or things that are similar) happening in your place, are you going to move to a safer place or fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL FIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) If you have the chance, which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Who is the person that you can share all your problems with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoges and Snowlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) What's your weakest point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Think of the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) What is the one thing you regret most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regretted placing ego infront of friends.&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Yoges, Snowlin, CKA, and all other friends who tahaned me for all my nonsenses. I changed hor. Meows *winks*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-1081361335156130621?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/1081361335156130621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=1081361335156130621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1081361335156130621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1081361335156130621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/06/quizziessss.html' title='Quizziessss!'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-5343823633978565118</id><published>2008-03-19T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T08:16:53.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interest Cultivation</title><content type='html'>Maths, English, Sports, Games. Where does your interests lie? How could we cultivate interests in others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been actively giving tuition to a few of my cousins. They are weak in English and Maths. Root problem lies in the lack of interests. They have only one thing on their mind - computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, without the luxury of  computer games, game boy, etc, Mathematics was my game. It's filled with levels of hardness and of course, satisfaction of completing problem sums. That was a blessing in disguise for me - I'm never more proud to say that my Maths is not bad. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, back to topic - how could we cultivate interests in these kids which are severely distracted by computer games? By rewarding system? To reward them with playing time upon completion of work - Usually, they will provide sloppy and untidy work. To punish them by confiscating their gadgets or forfeit their playing time? This may cause them to lose interests in studies instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is a good way then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my own experience, when I can see myself improving, that is when I get motivated. So it is good to assume that our students do not know the basics and thus, teach from the basics, regardless if they complain that their teacher had gone through all of them. Then, in that case, they have no excuse to make mistakes like "you is".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since young, I do not get much compliment from my parents, so it became a task to score well for myself. However, a lot of students need consistent encouragement. And there are a few ways to encourage. Verbal encouragement, rewarding encouragement, etc. So first step is to identify which type of encouragement works best for the individual student. Then it'll be effective...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discipline is very important; once the student settles down and starts doing work, he might soon find the fun of practising/reading/etc. The problem is - how to? Fierce and strict teachers tend to get the upper hand in handling students to settle down. Until now, I have yet to find any other "soft" method to do so. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, this is SINGAPORE, regardless of race, religion or interests, you must take Eng, Maths and Sci. Might as well enjoy what you are doing and do it well than to take it as a torturous activity for more than 10 years of your life. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=Peedah=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-5343823633978565118?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/5343823633978565118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=5343823633978565118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/5343823633978565118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/5343823633978565118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/03/interest-cultivation.html' title='Interest Cultivation'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-1257698693605736291</id><published>2008-02-16T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T05:50:55.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss You</title><content type='html'>When was the last time you told someone "I miss you"? Or when was the last time someone told you that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine was yesterday - Snowlin called and said that she missed me. We laughed it off, yet it meant a lot to me. Typical cancerians, full of emotions, and need loads of assurance. I know I will miss her when I go army...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this very bad habit of missing people, so much that I cringe in bed. Well, let me try smsing the people/person whom I miss now. *Giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I am often alone? I feel so... "incomplete". (Haha reminds me of Bernard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really can't wait to go interview in Bird Park - to work and interact, to distract myself from everything else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 11 more days to getting results. I hope the lecturers are kind... LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we only have one life...? I'm thankful for everything - but given a choice I'd like to make my own character, add my own stats, just like in games. ARGH I'm just kidding. It's my hair la... The uncle cut until like boyboy I DON'T LIKE!! Guess no choice, but to go back to the aunties to cut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoges' busy in Sentosa. Snowlin's busy with B. Dr Jin Kai volunteered me to do the DCHE year book for my class. 12 pages, inclusive of 5 coloured pages. I sent out sms to my class, asking them to send me their photo + short graduation speech, but no one replied nor sent anything back. So, if they don't... I have no idea what to do too~ But luckily Chun Long is going to help me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel like SHIT now... Can someone sms me or ring me or msn me to chat please? Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-1257698693605736291?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/1257698693605736291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=1257698693605736291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1257698693605736291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1257698693605736291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-miss-you.html' title='I Miss You'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-4895911778015761111</id><published>2008-02-13T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T00:15:08.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Days After Valentines'</title><content type='html'>I've cut my hair pretty short and I look like a small secondary school kid now. It's pretty frustrating to look into the mirror and realised that I'm still the same O' Peter, havent grown a bit physically in terms of height and muscle mass, but some increment in weight since sec sch - 58 kg now. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what's up with 13 more days? Results! It doesn't really matter about anything in school if it weren't for the results. Who really cares about the process if the results is not good? This is not a drama play where results is not as important as the process. This is poly results which determine my life path - I screwed myself up twice in PSLE and O level. I've awoken during poly year 1. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually the results do not matter much as well - Marcus calculated that if I score a 4 for this sem, it will only increase my cumulative GPA by 0.02. And if I got lower than 3.5, there will still be buffering effect to maintain my GPA at around 3.8. So I'm hoping my constant absence in Plant Design will not affect me too much as I did the work behind the scene. I'd be contented to have any GPA above 3.75.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had applied for NUS and NTU, both first choice as Chemical Engineering and Chemical and Biomolecular Engineering. Followed by some environmental engineering, statistics, psychology, science (physics), etc. My friends said that I could request my lecturers to write letters of recommendation or testimonial to back my application up. I wonder if the lecturers are willing to do so... I'm not sure bout that but I'm going to submit the CCA mail later, and I don't think I'll have a chance to get those testimonials. If I failed to get the Chem Eng this year, I'll go get the testimonials and apply next year for Chem Eng!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Valentines Day. a day filled with love in the air, and I can smell incense burning in my house. How romantic. Guess I'll have a quiet day for myself. Narcissism... =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone is exceptionally quiet these days. Has anyone realised that I'm still alive? Hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-4895911778015761111?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/4895911778015761111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=4895911778015761111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/4895911778015761111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/4895911778015761111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/02/13-days-after-valentines.html' title='13 Days After Valentines&apos;'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-18034963428701128</id><published>2008-02-11T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T18:12:21.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jing Ge Jin Qu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iWsvL4WWQME&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 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Guess I'd make a special Thank You Lecturers post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sequence is not in order of preference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tan-Lee Kwee Choo: Thanks Mrs Tan! You are so far the BEST lecturer in SP!!! Serious! You are a very dedicated and committed lecturer who wants to give time to students so that they could score better. You also managed to discipline the class just with your stare. Hehe and the way you teach is clear and in order and I see how the chapters linked together. Bravo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Cheah Sin Moh: Thanks Mr Cheah~ The first time I saw you was in your laboratory, and you fed your fishes which listened to you attentively. You are humourous and we never get tired of your jokes. Well, it seemed like you're doing very well and became director already! All the best for the new year ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lee Hui Bee: Thanks Miss Lee! It's always nice to chat with you as you always try to see things from my point of view. I feel very secured when pouring problems out to you, be it school work related or not. Wish you all the best for 2008! (Happy marking the exam scripts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kong Ling Teck: Sot sot~ Thanks Mr Kong. I used to hate Physics in my secondary school. You taught AE&amp;E so well that Physics concepts seem easy to me. And for Project Evaluation and Management, it was very interesting as well. Especially when you use your own experiences as examples. And we now know who to rob! Kiddings. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Joyce Tan: Yo. Should I call you Mrs Chua~? Can't thank you enough for letting me have such a good GEMS experience, to propagate my interests in drama, and also to learn a lot of life skills! Let's play blind cat again some other time!! =X Your future new house that is! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lee Fook Choon: Ah. Mr Lee. Thank you for guiding us through the final year project. And I really have to thank you for not blaming me when I was late to meet Mr Edwin and the things that followed after. It was nice being in your lectures, especially during Process Control. I will carry on to work hard and hope you get your doctorate soon! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Wendy: YOYOYO! Another drama mama AKA hot Gemini diva. I enjoyed all the Theatre Compass workshops and of course, the Christmas production! I was quite shocked to see my CCA record to have actually 2 points for each show! *Contented smile* All the hard work. I could see how stressed you were then. LOL~ Yea hope you enjoy your new office with Mr Ken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Law Kim Seng: Hi Mr Law! It's 2 years ago when you taught me. Mathematics. It was fun under your guidance, all the chocolates and also I'm impressed as you mark all of our tutorials. Thank you so much! Hope you have a pleasant and happy retirement soon! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Jennifer Wong: Hi Miss Jennifer! I really looked forward to all your lessons. It's not like lessons. It's more like a chit chat session where I learn skills to communicate. It is really fun and you are really pretty! Haha. I really feel no age gap with you, say are you 19? LOL! Ok see you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Koh Chuan Aik: Thank you Mr Koh for all the physical animation you have done during class to show us how the pump works. It was entertaining and educational. And I have also learnt a lot of precious skills like safety skills - how to anticipate dangerous situations, etc. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Phua Siew Teng: Hi Miss Phua. You are a great lecturer. Also a hot lecturer who teaches all the thermal related subjects. Heat transfer and thermodynamics are boring subjects, but you brought life into those modules. It is also made easy under your clear explanation and efforts to make us work hard consistently by having spot quizzes. Your sarcasm can control the most disobedient student and I truly respect you for that. And your stare - it scares me sometimes. Thanks! *runs away*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-2387872343611289641?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/2387872343611289641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=2387872343611289641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/2387872343611289641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/2387872343611289641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/01/thank-you-lecturers.html' title='Thank you Lecturers!'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-934463367442762925</id><published>2008-01-23T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T10:48:08.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank Yous 2007 (OMG I ALMOST TYPED 1997)</title><content type='html'>Yoges: YOYO WASSUP! No Hamachi, No Zion, No Lancraft, No Games. Sad is sad, but still thank you for mahjonging. Thanks for sharing all your good and bad times, Pamela havocs and all. LOL! Although we haven't eat dinner together for quite some time, I do miss you some times. YOU NEVER SMS SO I DON'T SMS YOU! HMPH! LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snowlin: Just sent you off to MRT, but miss you already. One true friend in poly eh? All the bitchings, all the sharing of good, evil, horny, dark, secrets, truths, lies, etc. It's an honour to have such a pretty girl around me in school all the time. I can sense murderous aura from all the SMA people. All the jealousy is killing me. AHHH!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cedric: Hey Acquaintance. You're the best le. If not for you, I might have drowned in grief in my year 1 and year 2. LoL! Hope to see you in army yea? And don't forget about our prata trip. Hee Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernard: Harlows Bernard! Thanks for 2007. All the fishing trips, the maple fun, the censoreds and uncensoreds. I'm really happy going out with your family and you. I'm not sure how much we would contact each other when we enter army and after army. So must thank you for all that you have done for me. Thanks ah! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CKA: Cheng Mai Pattaya~ lol! Thanks for always making me laugh with your weird humour. Sometimes I give you the cold face but I'm laughing inside. It's like DIAOS~ Oops. Anyway, thank you for all the mahjong sessions, not mentioning the pang sehs and hiding of secret hor! LOL! See you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus Huang: Heyo! Mr Frasier! *Sigh* I miss the spaghetti you cooked. It's really good man. So generous with the meat and mushrooms. OMGS!~ And of course thank you for the massages, Ugly Betty, Heroes, car trips and car washing fun, etc etc etc! THANKS~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarence: Hey. Thanks for all the chewing gums. I still have a lot at home. Thanks for the company when I feel lonely. Miss you so much man. Good luck for exams!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob: Yo monk! Wa so bad to call you that... Anyway, must thank you for teaching me tennis. You are a very good teacher. I enjoyed the lessons. And thanks for the hugs when I needed them. LOL!~ Oops! Work hard. You will be able to do well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stanley Teo: Eh bro~ I don't know what to thank you, just thank you for being my friend lor. Haha~ And thanks for the saga seed trip. You still owe me a piggy back hor. HOHOHO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Xiang: Hmmm. Hello... It's been quite a while since we chatted eh... Thanks for all that you have done for me... Hope you're happy in army now? And you don't have to be vain since your hair is gone now? LoL! Ok stay cheerful k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chun Long: Thanks for all the guidance and patience you have shown me. You're a great friend, a great man. Jia you k? Let's work hard and graduate with flying colours~ LOL so cliche...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lip Teng: Hey man. You really helped me so so so much in my 3 years in Poly. Didn't really worked with you until BEP. I was super busy with FYP, MTB, PD, and other projects that I sort of neglected BEP. So sorry for the inefficiency. Thanks for being so honest and trusting in both school work and friends. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel Lam: Aiyo... Hana Dul Hana... Hana Dul Hana... MICHIN SARAM! kam sa ha mi da. sarang heyo. cho n'n kwee yop ta wun~ LOL!!!! Thanks for always making me laugh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yong Zen: Didn't really know you very well, but I really must appreciate all the things you taught me during near exam periods. And also thank you for being such a good person and friend. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason Chan: Eh... Thanks for remembering for 1/365 days. Haha - that time when you asked me to eat with you guys when you guys came to Chinese Garden. LOL! Ok la not that bad, thank you for all the concern! May you lose weight in army! HOHOHO~~~~!!! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chee Hoe: Hey... Thanks for not beatnig me up after scaring you everytime. You are really a very patient and kind person! And alsom ust thank you for sending me nice nice songs. Hee Hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meng Juan: Hey... Thanks for sharing your problems with me. It's nice to know that you trusted me and all. Thanks for lending me a listening ear when I am frustrated. And also thanks for always agreeing with me first before opposing me. Very tactful. LoL~ Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yen: OMG Yes ONE THING. Thanks for the brownies. The brownie - when I put it into my mouth, I realised what is life about. LOL!!! THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HHH: Thanks for always ring me to ask favours from me. Not that I enjoy it but at least someone realise I exist. LOL! Well, I'm going to leave SP already... Try cherish me more k? LOL!!! I know you sure wtf when you read this. HOHOHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheapo Gang: Gag la you all. Thanks so much - I had so much fun during the Christmas gathering. I'll be more cheapo in 2008 to uphold the image of CHEAPO GANG PRESIDENT OK?! (To Hazel - Please la, U anyhow spend, can never take my position 1 k? LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the rest of the world: As long as you are not part of my bitching list, THANK YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-934463367442762925?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/934463367442762925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=934463367442762925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/934463367442762925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/934463367442762925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/01/thank-yous-2007-omg-i-almost-typed-1997.html' title='Thank Yous 2007 (OMG I ALMOST TYPED 1997)'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-1014637062099519359</id><published>2008-01-20T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T06:10:05.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitching Session 2007</title><content type='html'>For the past one year, a few people have spoilt my days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwin - You totally spoilt my days. You are just another potato, just that a taller version. Good luck to you. Pray hard dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special column just for Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl - Actually I hate her. But I only pretend to be good with her. She SUCKS. LOL! Yes, you are not seeing things. Cheryl from Cheapo Gang. She backstabber one. *roll eyes* Someone please ask her to come and see this. *rolls back*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special row just for Snowlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snowlin - It has been tough working with you for 3 years, getting disappointed by you times and again. If not for the french fries, I won't be your friend. LOL!!! And stop comparing your weight. You look good the way you are. Listen to Samyutha. She gives good opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special entry for Yoges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoges - You are so whatever. I know late is in your blood. STOP MAKING ME WAIT K? I HAD ENOUGH LOR! If not for the cute smile on your face, I WONT BE YOUR FRIEND ONE LOR! PLEASE! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special entry for GR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GR - You think you very handsome meh? People have eyes lor, all the people I tell about you, they all say you look gorgeous only lor. Go look into the mirror can? Dunno how many times must I roll my eyes writing this blog. *Rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up: All The Thank Yous for 2007!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-1014637062099519359?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/1014637062099519359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=1014637062099519359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1014637062099519359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1014637062099519359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/01/bitching-session-2007.html' title='Bitching Session 2007'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-8175499768635343034</id><published>2008-01-17T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T04:12:36.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once there was a very poor kid. He had someone he loved deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a very bad and hungry day. Everything seemed to be against him. He wanted to get something special for the one he loved. Yet hunger was killing him. He was defeated. He bought a bowl of noodles and sat down, reflecting how bad a loser he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pangs of guilt stuck him upon every mouthful of noodles he fed himself. He blamed himself for not capable of earning enough for his loved one and himself. He knew that he could not take care of the one he loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would he give up? Or would he be strong? Loneliness and helplessness have slapped him hard on his face once and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However the torture, he knew that it's all worth it. Eyes can only see clearer after it tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us all be brave like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up - Bitching session with Peedah for the year 2007!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-8175499768635343034?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/8175499768635343034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=8175499768635343034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8175499768635343034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8175499768635343034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/01/once-there-was-very-poor-kid.html' title=''/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-6660000565501779713</id><published>2008-01-15T04:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T05:03:25.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reputation</title><content type='html'>Recently, we had our annual Singapore Polytechnic Open House. This day is heavily invested so as to build impression to parents and students to attract them to join SP. All kinds of gimmicks - free ice creams, goodie bags, etc, were all thrown to students as pull factors, yet there are things that SP did not realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to take a bus which go past SP, or happen to take a train or driving past, it would not be a rare occasion to see groups of students chatting happily outside SP, smoking. Stereotyping, as negative as it may sound, would be the first judgement for the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been brought up for ages - however our previous principal did not do much to improve it. Hopefully this new principal would do something about it. Look at Ngee Ann Polytechnic. They have enforced this "No Smoking" rule so stringently that students do not dare to smoke anywhere the school, even at a radius of 100m out of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key to such successful rule is the commitment of their lecturers in practising the issuing of fines to students who were caught smoking. Am I fair enough to make this statement - "SP lecturers cannot be bothered to discipline the students." or should I say "SP lecturers do not dare to discipline the students."?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whichever it is (or not), the point is - who would send their children to education institutes where bad influence could be seen from the outside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I love SP, and I'm really sad to leave... soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-6660000565501779713?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/6660000565501779713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=6660000565501779713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/6660000565501779713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/6660000565501779713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/01/reputation.html' title='Reputation'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-3186616574538282466</id><published>2008-01-01T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T15:30:02.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>I remembered that my pastor once told me that there are many kind of friends. And giving trust to different kind of friends are essential. Some friends you trust them for supporting you in your job, while others you trust mollify you when you are down. There are also friends whom you trust with your life; those whom you know you could trust even if you die, you trust them to take care of your family for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in love, there are also many kinds. Love for family, friends, animals, plants, hobbies, music, etc. Love is experienced by all of us in various ways. We might experience it so often that we have forgotten what it's like. It's actually so simple and beautiful, yet in our complicated environment, we tend to make it as complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different people treat love differently. Some take it more lightly than others, some treat it precious like diamond, yet some have the tendency to take it for granted. It all voice down to what their definition for love is. But one thing for sure - if it's the initial feelings that make them come together, and mind you - such feelings won't last long! And if they do not build their love in solid grounds during this period when they are in the midst of such beautiful love, their love will most likely fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that we're trying to build it up, taking it slow, not rushing through the designs and stability. And I'll make it beautiful for you to live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=Peedah=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-3186616574538282466?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/3186616574538282466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=3186616574538282466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3186616574538282466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3186616574538282466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2008/01/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-8861846782003215687</id><published>2007-12-28T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T21:55:41.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Status</title><content type='html'>In the education world, status is important, it depicts your level of knowledge and your capabilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the business world, status is important, it directs your level of authorities and job scope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, is status important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there are always two sides to a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people would want their partner to tell their friends proudly that, "She is my girl friend." And expect responses like "awww so sweet..." And of course, for it's a flattery for their girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there are people who think that status is just a term to cage a couple in a jail of responsibilities, obligations, commitment and expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, what's love without a certain measure of responsibilities, obligations, commitment and expectations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responsibilities include taking care of each other, concerning each other, while obligations include compromising and giving and taking, and commitment is to give time and space for each other and we do have expectations of our partner, e.g. to be loyal, don't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course on top of all these status, true love can exist between two, unspoken, providing the abovementioned to each other. No one says anything - the heart does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-8861846782003215687?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/8861846782003215687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=8861846782003215687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8861846782003215687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8861846782003215687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/12/status.html' title='Status'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-3882812297449167555</id><published>2007-12-26T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T02:54:33.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LoVe</title><content type='html'>"In business, people negotiate to win. They negotiate to get what they want. Maybe you're too used to that. Love is different. Love is when you are as concerned about someone else's situation as you are about your own."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small paragraph in "Tuesdays with Morrie" by Mitch Albom which enlightened me. Made me realised why relationships fail. We might be too used to negotiating to win. But lesson learnt - in love, we negotiate not to win, but to allow the person we love to feel concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know who I love. It does not take a year to love someone; time may be a factor, yes, but I know who I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving someone, to me, is simply being happy together with someone and at the same time, making sure that the someone is happy, alongside with having trust, concern, respect and commitment. In love, I do not believe in sacrifices; everything is out of willingness. If you are willing to sacrifice, it is not sacrificing - it is giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I am willing to give my all to you. It may be too soon to say this, but I hope time will prove my words, and at the same time I pray that you will think and feel likewise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-3882812297449167555?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/3882812297449167555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=3882812297449167555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3882812297449167555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3882812297449167555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/12/love_26.html' title='LoVe'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-5281734163586422882</id><published>2007-12-25T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:07:04.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I rock and I know it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/R3Hto-x4lWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wIThuUQXgiM/s1600-h/PETER+REALLY+ROCKS.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148157137363965282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/R3Hto-x4lWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wIThuUQXgiM/s320/PETER+REALLY+ROCKS.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&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;/div&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;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 million neopoints... just like *snap finger*...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am elated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything seems to go my way *CHOY* dowan to jinx it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love the world! LOVE YOU!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-5281734163586422882?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/5281734163586422882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=5281734163586422882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/5281734163586422882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/5281734163586422882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-rock-and-i-know-it.html' title='I rock and I know it.'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/R3Hto-x4lWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wIThuUQXgiM/s72-c/PETER+REALLY+ROCKS.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-224142409438996971</id><published>2007-12-25T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T07:54:59.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Today marks the most memorable Christmas so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guo Rong and Yoges and CKA came over to my house yesterday to stay over and we played majong and bridge till morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slept for a while before waking up and cooked lunch. Shall upload the pictures after GR sent me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicious! Sinful day full of luxurious chocolates and sweets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness was embracing me, leaving me contented. Yet he's making me wanting more everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved, Peedah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-224142409438996971?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/224142409438996971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=224142409438996971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/224142409438996971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/224142409438996971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-8376157605820676948</id><published>2007-12-20T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:07:04.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiest Moments</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Annual Dinner and Dance was quite a terrible experience for me. I did not enjoy it. A few things that made me said so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Our table is directly behind a pillar and blocked 100% of our view to the stage. We can't see what is happening, we could only hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Not many people wore masquerade themed costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. As my table has Muslims, we took the Muslim course and while others are enjoying shark fin, we were drinking ayam soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm allergic to prawns and guess how many dishes have prawns?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A waitress jelly-fingered and luckily only spilled crispy stuff into Yoges' drink and the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A waiter jelly-fingered and spilled chilli on Kai Quan's pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I did not win lucky draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. (Sorry!) Aini scolded Yoges and I for being late in a very harsh tone which shocked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Snowlin could not attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Someone special was waiting for me and my mind was barely there since we were unable to see what was going on. It's like the feeling of going to a movie and blocked by a pillar throughout the show, so why go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as you have noticed, this post is about HAPPIEST MOMENTS! Ya, I'm definitely happy and contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I never thought I would be able to invite and play mahjong with someone I like so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm already contented in seeing and talking in person with the one I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Never would I expect the person to go to school to assist me in photocopying something I needed badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The person gave me some things which I needed - love, care, concern in generousity and that's more than enough! Maybe it's because no one cut apples for me for years already, or perhaps it's the sensitivity about each and every single thing I have said like I needed some books to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My bad to start cuddling, but hope we had a memorable time; I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/R2o_Kux4lVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pA4RHAJE6L4/s1600-h/GR+&amp;amp;+PEED.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145994977812714834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/R2o_Kux4lVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pA4RHAJE6L4/s320/GR+%26+PEED.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;A drawing by me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-8376157605820676948?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/8376157605820676948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=8376157605820676948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8376157605820676948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8376157605820676948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/12/happiest-moments.html' title='Happiest Moments'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/R2o_Kux4lVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pA4RHAJE6L4/s72-c/GR+%26+PEED.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-4726011887301107505</id><published>2007-12-17T09:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T09:06:22.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much of Something is NO GOOD!</title><content type='html'>We're all consistently trying to find good things, good friends, good partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of experiences and instances where I told myself - that person is too good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had the same experience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is insecurity. It is instability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need equilibrium in my life. How can I get it? Yoga? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be most happy if this goodness will be in the air forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any fresher, you've got to peel it YOURSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Random I know.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-4726011887301107505?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/4726011887301107505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=4726011887301107505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/4726011887301107505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/4726011887301107505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/12/too-much-of-something-is-no-good.html' title='Too Much of Something is NO GOOD!'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-8713205988846624471</id><published>2007-12-15T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T04:43:13.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1.What is your current mood ?* Bored, else I won't do this.&lt;br /&gt;2.Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend ?* No.&lt;br /&gt;3. Last person to sleep next to you ?* My younger brother.&lt;br /&gt;4.What 's your relationship with this person ?* MY YOUNGER BROTHER!&lt;br /&gt;5.Do you have any best friends ?* Yoges, Snowlin.&lt;br /&gt;6.Are you in a relationship ?* No!&lt;br /&gt;7.Who did you kiss last ?* Someone from China.&lt;br /&gt;8.Are you in love ?* No.&lt;br /&gt;9.Who is the best you've ever had ?* Yoges.&lt;br /&gt;10. What do you drive ?* I drive my friends to madness.&lt;br /&gt;11.Ambition is ?* Lecturer/Teacher/Tutor.&lt;br /&gt;12.What's on your mind right now ?* Anyone younger than me are a nuisance...&lt;br /&gt;13.Favourite tv show ?* Ugly Better, Heroes, Hua Yang Shao Nian Shao Nu...&lt;br /&gt;14.Do you smoke ?* No, never will.&lt;br /&gt;15.Are you an alcoholic ?* No, never will be.&lt;br /&gt;16.Have any tattoo's ?* No, never will have.&lt;br /&gt;17 .Describe you in 4 words ?* Sensitive, Straight-forward, Playful, Disciplined&lt;br /&gt;18 .How old are you ?* 19&lt;br /&gt;19. Which school are you from ?* Singapore Polytechnic&lt;br /&gt;20.Are You Happy ?* Yes&lt;br /&gt;21.If so why are you happy ?* Won the jackpot (View below) LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;22. Person you love most?* Died.&lt;br /&gt;23.Sport you like?* Jog, Swim, Skip, Ice-skate, Volleyball, Badminton, Table Tennis, Tennis&lt;br /&gt;24.Ever regret anything ?* Yes.&lt;br /&gt;25 .Do you wear contact lens?* No, never will.&lt;br /&gt;26.If so, what colour is it?* NO LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this set of questions very irritating. Should choose a better one next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-8713205988846624471?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/8713205988846624471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=8713205988846624471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8713205988846624471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8713205988846624471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-4767887527411359984</id><published>2007-12-13T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T05:29:48.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cost $114.50!!</title><content type='html'>1. Had sex: $25.00&lt;br /&gt;2. Smoked: $10.00&lt;br /&gt;3. drank: $5.00&lt;br /&gt;4. Went skinny dipping: $10.00&lt;br /&gt;5. Kissed someone of the opposite sex:$1.00&lt;br /&gt;6. Kissed someone of the same sex:$5.00&lt;br /&gt;7. Cheated on a test: $7.00&lt;br /&gt;8. Fell asleep in class: $5.00&lt;br /&gt;9. Been expelled: $10.00&lt;br /&gt;10. Been in a fist fight: $10.00&lt;br /&gt;11. Given oral: $10.00&lt;br /&gt;12. Got oral: $10.00&lt;br /&gt;13. Prank called the cops: $10.00&lt;br /&gt;14. Stole something: $10.00&lt;br /&gt;15. Done drugs: $10.00&lt;br /&gt;16. Dyed your hair: $5.00&lt;br /&gt;17. Done something with someone older(like a few years): $10.00.&lt;br /&gt;18. Went out with someone OVER 18 (ifyour under 18): $10.00&lt;br /&gt;19. Ate a whole bag of oreos: $10.00&lt;br /&gt;20. Cried yourself to sleep: $0.50&lt;br /&gt;21. Said you love someone but didntmean it: $1.00&lt;br /&gt;22. Been in love: $5.00&lt;br /&gt;23. Got caught doing something thatyou shouldnt have been doing: $10.00&lt;br /&gt;24. Went streaking: $1.00&lt;br /&gt;25. Got arrested: $10.00&lt;br /&gt;26. Cuddled: $1.00&lt;br /&gt;27. Peed in the pool: $5.00&lt;br /&gt;28. Played spin the bottle: $10.00&lt;br /&gt;29. Done something you regret: $5.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now add up and post as "I COST $ ____"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-4767887527411359984?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/4767887527411359984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=4767887527411359984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/4767887527411359984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/4767887527411359984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-cost-11450.html' title='I cost $114.50!!'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-7788077768021027021</id><published>2007-12-12T00:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:07:04.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAHAHAHA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;For a moment, my eyes and my mouth were as wide as ... ... Pamela Anderson's boobies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? Let me just paste the picture...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/R1-ir9QQAZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/iyzvnZs9QHQ/s1600-h/Peter+ROcks.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143008175541191058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/R1-ir9QQAZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/iyzvnZs9QHQ/s320/Peter+ROcks.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&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;div&gt;Yes, Jackpot.&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;/div&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;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Neopets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-7788077768021027021?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/7788077768021027021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=7788077768021027021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/7788077768021027021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/7788077768021027021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/12/wahahaha.html' title='WAHAHAHA!!!'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_CQD7Tvya0To/R1-ir9QQAZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/iyzvnZs9QHQ/s72-c/Peter+ROcks.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-5603186162293012910</id><published>2007-12-10T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T07:28:22.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise?</title><content type='html'>I offed my music. This is how much I need to concentrate on this post dedicated to Yogeswaran s/o Manickam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a disastrous day - I woke up feeling the world is pissed with me and I was pissed with the world. Snowlin did mollified me, yet I know some part of me is not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the trial of using Maslow Hierarchy of Needs to identify what I am lacking, I still could not figure out why I am down. This was when I smsed Yoges, telling him jokingly that... "I need some romance in my life. Buy me roses."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and I didn't expect that he came to have dinner with me and showed me... a spider he caught. Hmmm. It was a black spider and he claimed that it is intelligent and named it "Irr". It was named when we were listening to Beyonce's Irreplaceable. Yes - so irr -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while walking to my house, he said I would have choke on my rice if he showed me... yes two pink roses. So gay. I was amused and amazed! This boy is so romantic eh? Hmmm.... To clarify doubts of my dearest fans, we are the best of bestest friends and we come in a package. Details will be given when asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we've decided to give the roses to Snowlin tomorrow to "apologise" for my bitchiness these past few years. OK LA NOT THAT BAD K past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deeply touched,&lt;br /&gt; -=Peedah=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Please tag... I don't feel like blogging when I see my tag board stagnant ~&gt;.&lt;~*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-5603186162293012910?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/5603186162293012910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=5603186162293012910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/5603186162293012910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/5603186162293012910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/12/surprise.html' title='Surprise?'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-3669270442044127119</id><published>2007-12-08T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T06:16:46.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Achievement 2007</title><content type='html'>Haha, this post is here to show off. No shamelessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My student, Emiline, scored a woolala score of 273 in her PSLE!! Four A*s. I tutored her for Science and Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a genius, perhaps should be more careful and straight to the point, I hope she will continue to work hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, since talking about Emiline, must talk about Snowlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without Snowlin, there won't be Peter. So ya, THANKS SNOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Peedah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-3669270442044127119?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/3669270442044127119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=3669270442044127119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3669270442044127119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3669270442044127119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/12/achievement-2007.html' title='Achievement 2007'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-1370446462730700763</id><published>2007-12-05T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:28:16.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYP is over...</title><content type='html'>FYP已到一个段落。但是本以为会轻松的感觉从没出现过。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时我一把自己的作业做好了，但是因不满同组人做的作业，选择重做。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时觉得因要求高，所以喜欢单人作业，有时也会觉得有些人也因此不喜欢和我一组。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在理工学院的同学不是每个都可靠，也不是每个都能干。我很期待到大学和其他人合作。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;闲。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-1370446462730700763?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/1370446462730700763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=1370446462730700763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1370446462730700763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1370446462730700763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/12/fyp-is-over.html' title='FYP is over...'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-6152641313805336156</id><published>2007-12-03T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T05:23:25.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurt So Bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kfzz.com/song.asp?song=%D5%C5%BE%B4%D0%F9"&gt;张敬轩&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哭了才发现自己真的受伤了&lt;br /&gt;你曾对我说你永远是我的&lt;br /&gt;为了爱情我把自己的幸福都忘了&lt;br /&gt;你快乐我就快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许是我们彼此都太年轻了&lt;br /&gt;总是特别容易沉溺在爱情里&lt;br /&gt;每当我再次看到身边美丽的花火&lt;br /&gt;你也离开我我还是想对你说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby i love you so much&lt;br /&gt;你走了我的心在淌血&lt;br /&gt;baby you hurt me so bad&lt;br /&gt;想要你回到我的世界&lt;br /&gt;baby i love you so much&lt;br /&gt;你给我的诺言已经瓦解&lt;br /&gt;baby you hurt me so bad&lt;br /&gt;只要我们都爱着无论多苦都值得&lt;br /&gt;说好的你怎么忘记了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许是我们彼此都太年轻了&lt;br /&gt;总是特别容易沉溺在爱情里&lt;br /&gt;每当我再次看到身边美丽的花火&lt;br /&gt;你也离开我我还是想对你说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby i love you so much&lt;br /&gt;你走了我的心在淌血&lt;br /&gt;baby you hurt me so bad&lt;br /&gt;想要你回到我的世界&lt;br /&gt;baby i love you so much&lt;br /&gt;你给我的诺言已经瓦解&lt;br /&gt;baby you hurt me so bad&lt;br /&gt;只要我们都爱着无论多苦都值得&lt;br /&gt;说好的你怎么忘记了&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-6152641313805336156?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/6152641313805336156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=6152641313805336156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/6152641313805336156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/6152641313805336156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/12/hurt-so-bad.html' title='Hurt So Bad'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-3353786558550224657</id><published>2007-12-01T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T04:28:29.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.V.E</title><content type='html'>Sorry Snowlin, I have the urge to blog in Chinese, just once ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;圣诞节快来临-这是一个充满爱的节日。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱到底是什么？尝试问过自己却找不到答案。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱从来不简单，因为互相期望过高，或者彼此太倔强。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;被伤害过才了解情歌真正的意识。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但愿圣诞节能带给我意外的礼物-一个我能永远依靠的幸福。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-3353786558550224657?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/3353786558550224657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=3353786558550224657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3353786558550224657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3353786558550224657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/12/love.html' title='L.O.V.E'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-8165033536375564322</id><published>2007-11-23T19:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:39:32.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bull fight!</title><content type='html'>This composition is written by my student, Teo Wei Chong, Primary 3, studying in Yew Tee Primary School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ring… ring…” the recess bell rang, all of my classmates ran to the field. Ten boys were playing a football game in the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, two boys accidentally knocked into each other. John said, “It was you who knocked into me!” Sam shouted, “No, it was you!” They started to argue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John and Sam started to fight; they fought each other madly like wild bulls. They pulled each others’ shirts and punched each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the students surreptitiously reported the incident to the principal. The principal walked quickly to the field with his blood boiling. He scolded the two mischievous boys and they were ashamed of themselves and they promised the principal that they would not argue and fight again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-8165033536375564322?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/8165033536375564322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=8165033536375564322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8165033536375564322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8165033536375564322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/11/bull-fight.html' title='Bull fight!'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-5594617142364816178</id><published>2007-11-21T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T00:41:10.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYP</title><content type='html'>Final Year Project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report submission on next Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't done a single shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding la... Finishing soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it all ends fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. I need sleep. I need some love too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stalked just now, til my very doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky it's a chinese, not some foreign talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, still, if I got kidnapped, pray for me k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&gt;.&lt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=Peedah=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-5594617142364816178?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/5594617142364816178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=5594617142364816178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/5594617142364816178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/5594617142364816178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/11/fyp.html' title='FYP'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-975991325945040945</id><published>2007-11-17T03:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T03:25:44.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes</title><content type='html'>Magical powers, good or bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cool, can fly can teleport can read people's mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID IT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-975991325945040945?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/975991325945040945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=975991325945040945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/975991325945040945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/975991325945040945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/11/heroes.html' title='Heroes'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-3508509040109857241</id><published>2007-11-14T20:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T21:02:32.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracles?</title><content type='html'>I fell deep in warm love, found tears of joy, with the breeze against our face on the top floor of the pagoda, your lips against mine. It was a moment I thought I was being filmed as the main character of your movie. It was so beautiful, not just the moon and stars, the many buildings and lakes around us, it was also your breathe on me when I see our future in a cosy home, watching TV, hand in hand.&lt;br /&gt;I was being thrown from heaven back to Earth, even though you said you still like me. Friend, pal, buddy, taboos. I knew I'm stupid - what's the point of being the top student but the greatest loser in the game of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be waiting for an answer, a reply, a conclusion, a hug that speaks of your love for me or a signal for me to move on, that you will just continue to treat me as your brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such miraculous situations, sneaking to meet each other, the surreptitious hands holding, the assurance, the promises...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-3508509040109857241?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/3508509040109857241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=3508509040109857241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3508509040109857241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3508509040109857241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/11/miracles.html' title='Miracles?'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-3219629908801600591</id><published>2007-11-09T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T17:38:07.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neopets Fun</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please join Neopets from the link above hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then add me as a Neofriend!! My Username is chenguanxi88.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That will be so nice for us to play Neopets together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS NOT CHILDISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's as kawaii as me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! Sorry i no skin, not thick skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-3219629908801600591?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/3219629908801600591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=3219629908801600591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3219629908801600591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3219629908801600591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/11/neopets-fun.html' title='Neopets Fun'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-2362518850063550191</id><published>2007-11-08T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T16:59:23.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Love</title><content type='html'>Title of Song: Forbidden Love&lt;br /&gt;Composer: Peter&lt;br /&gt;Lyricist: Peter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Soft)&lt;br /&gt;It's back once more.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of love (for you).&lt;br /&gt;This time I feel it's a circle, there's no end.&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll be together forever but sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;(Rock)&lt;br /&gt;It's a dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;It's the forbidden love.&lt;br /&gt;It's a choice between love and loyalty, sadness and betrayal.&lt;br /&gt;It's what I can't do to him, I'll cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Soft)&lt;br /&gt;I'll make our magnets repel,&lt;br /&gt;Even though our hands once held (Background voice: Surreptitiously).&lt;br /&gt;I'll fake the sunshine smile.&lt;br /&gt;I'll do what it takes to him laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;(Fast)&lt;br /&gt;He never knew it and you thought you know,&lt;br /&gt;The reason I ran, the reason I hide.&lt;br /&gt;That's a million thorns through my heart.&lt;br /&gt;That's the least I could do on my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-2362518850063550191?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/2362518850063550191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=2362518850063550191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/2362518850063550191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/2362518850063550191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/11/forbidden-love.html' title='Forbidden Love'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-790718232256587596</id><published>2007-11-02T07:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T07:13:20.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To English</title><content type='html'>Due to requests from Snowlin, Snowlin and Snowlin, etc, I have decided to change back to English blogging fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, saga seeds are a nuisance. They appear at the creepiest places like Jurong Point industrial area. Stanley and I went searching for them, end up taking a cab to Jurong Point without seeing anything which looked like a seed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a fruitful day. I earned myself 3 trophies from Neopets. LOL!!! There were dramatic changes to my Neopet as well. It changed from a Faerie Korbat to a Baby Korbat, then to a Purple Korbat. Hmmm, well I wonder what will it become tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've just officially completed my ELEARNING!!! So happy, now must study a bit and then concentrate on my FYP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing facebook recently. It is a mixture of friendster and GAMES! It is fun la... Man Yuk bit me and made me a vampire, and now I'm biting other people LOL!!! OKOK SEE YA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=Peedah=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-790718232256587596?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/790718232256587596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=790718232256587596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/790718232256587596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/790718232256587596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/11/back-to-english.html' title='Back To 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-4966807282529930637?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/4966807282529930637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=4966807282529930637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/4966807282529930637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/4966807282529930637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_19.html' title='被遗忘的博客'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-7478708627999424915</id><published>2007-10-01T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T22:14:03.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>雨过天晴</title><content type='html'>心情好多了。应该是巨蟹座在作怪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好想去圣淘沙晒太阳。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有谁能陪我去呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;书本我吧！（BookMe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*记得别把安全套乱放哦！*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-7478708627999424915?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/7478708627999424915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=7478708627999424915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;读书读得还不错，可惜没得到家人的鼓励。家人？爸爸去马来西亚“工作”，可是他不了解，就算要做生意，也得做功课-市场调查，和很多微小的细节。他不明白做生意不单靠运气。以前还屡次差点进监牢-聘请非法劳工等。。。这样的爸爸如何当个好榜样？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也常为了经济上苦恼。虽然有两个补习的工作，但是为了买朋友的生日礼物等，有时也会为了钱而烦恼。朋友都知道我不看电影，不乱花钱，可是有时看到自己的哥哥能够购买好多种电脑游戏和其他电器（MP3,新电话。。。），我也会羡慕，甚至妒嫉。有时也很好其他的钱从哪儿来。我认识的哥哥是个游手好闲，不务正业，和爸爸很相似的一个人，除了赌球和一些杂工，我真得很好奇他的钱从哪儿来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的累了。谁会了解？死是逃避。哭是懦弱。人生十九年，真的是为了什么？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-7149534398954815274?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/7149534398954815274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=7149534398954815274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;巴士停下来后，只见车前黑烟袅袅，我们也目瞪口呆。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后来才发现原来出车祸了-一辆轿车和我们的巴士相撞，幸好司机安然无恙。他从车里出来后，抱着巴士司机，不停地拍打自己的胸口。当然，与死亡擦肩而过的经历能让他毕生难忘，侥幸没有受伤。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们呢？被蹄下车，只好乖乖地等待下一辆巴士的到来。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-8840585716275982846?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/8840585716275982846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=8840585716275982846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8840585716275982846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8840585716275982846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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                                                                         B+&lt;br /&gt;LC0202 (EFFECTIVE INTERPERSONAL COMMUNICATION) - 2 -                     A&lt;br /&gt;CP5015 (MASS TRANSFER IN UNIT OPERATIONS A) - 4 -                                   A&lt;br /&gt;CP9010 (PRODUCTIVITY &amp; QUALITY MANAGEMENT) - 2 -                               A&lt;br /&gt;CP5039 (PETROLEUM REFINING TECHNOLOGY) - 3 -                                         A&lt;br /&gt;CP4041 (PROCESS CONTROL) - 4 -                                                                            DIST&lt;br /&gt;CP5032 (PROJECT EVALUATION AND PROJECT MANAGEMENT) - 2 -         DIST&lt;br /&gt;CP5033 (PLANT SAFETY AND LOSS PREVENTION) - 2 -                                       B+&lt;br /&gt;ET001S (THE CHALLENGE OF SOLAR ELECTRICITY IN SINGAPORE) - 2 -    B+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEMESTER GPA: 3.793&lt;br /&gt;CUMULATIVE GPA: 3.857&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-3335912165694589070?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/3335912165694589070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=3335912165694589070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3335912165694589070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/3335912165694589070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='成绩揭晓！'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-6452622330526371808</id><published>2007-08-30T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T23:12:37.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>教师节快乐！</title><content type='html'>一个风和日丽的早晨，我洗刷刷之后，穿美美后，就出门去了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我去买一个整齐，手掌大的花盆，里头布满红色的假花和一丝丝绿色叶似的草点缀，打算给栽培我青春时的教师-Miss Ruziah。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她在我小学时期，给了我无尽的关爱与教导，是个值得尊敬的好教师。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我等了两个小时，终于见到她了。我们谈起小学时期的一些难忘经历和其他的同学。时间飞逝，一转眼，七年就这样的过了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们感慨万端地道别了，重温叙旧后才发现自己也长大了。娃哈哈哈！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-6452622330526371808?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/6452622330526371808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>学校万岁！</title><content type='html'>假期开始后，我整个人感到十分无趣，死人似的。。。也难怪，现在是农历七月。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;倘若我是鬼，我将会是个怎样的鬼呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;饿鬼？有时我会突然又想吃的食物，例如月饼，肉干，冰淇淋。。。但是如果能选，我宁愿当渴鬼。哈哈。冷热饮料我都喜欢，有汽无汽都好。我最喜欢的饮料是天与地的桂花绿茶！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;色鬼？娃哈哈哈哈哈哈！！！你们小心啊！门后粘符阿！尤其是姓张的！娃哈哈哈哈哈！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;胆小鬼？大家都知道，我一定会在自己的中学的厕所躲着。为什么？我也不晓得。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;赌鬼？其实我的运气满衰的。若是赌鬼，生时欠债，死时还债。可悲。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;啊！趁这机会向大家宣布-我替雪琳的妹妹补习，她在这次的数学prelims得满分！我将买个巧克力奖赏她！我太厉害了！！娃哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈！！！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-3736608923266628040?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/3736608923266628040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=3736608923266628040' title='0 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好吧！我知道很多乌鸦飞过了。-。-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明天艺佳就自由了。我们将为他庆祝-CLUBBING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好久没去了。真的好想去玩一玩。听说禁止抽烟了，这消息令我百分开心s（happys).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就此搁笔，下次再谈。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-1529585673308651785?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/1529585673308651785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=1529585673308651785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1529585673308651785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1529585673308651785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-6015913565389484080</id><published>2007-08-11T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T10:52:57.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>吹工作</title><content type='html'>今晚，十一点左右，我跑步后，朝着我的鸡排饭的摊位走着。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我心血来潮，想走一条偏僻的路线，经过一辆车时，才发现车里有一位大约四十岁的先生坐在车轮盘的座位。他的左边有一位秀丽长发的女郎，正在他大腿中，脸部向下，正忙着为那位先生努力地吹工作。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那时，我不知为何，也害羞起来，继续朝我的目的地走去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后来，想了一些可能的片断。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1。那位先生对着家里的黄脸婆，问自己为什么当初会有那么差的品味，想出去搞个婚外情。他找了几个星期，都没有人要，就干脆花一笔小钱叫鸡！喜欢户外激情的他，打算在车里做爱，可惜隐私被一个路过的帅哥看到（我），就赶快打枪，不露任何蛛丝马迹，掉头就驾车跑掉！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2。好久没见到女儿的那位先生，又再次地带他练了多年的女儿到那熟悉的停车场，试看女儿的吸功的程度是否有进步。他享受着，心里已有要奖赏女儿的数目，但又很不幸，被有一个帅哥（又是我）抓到，打抢就跑！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3。我见鬼了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-6015913565389484080?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/6015913565389484080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=6015913565389484080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/6015913565389484080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/6015913565389484080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_11.html' title='吹工作'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-7628379370761695804</id><published>2007-08-08T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T21:18:57.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>老朋友</title><content type='html'>昨天傍晚，我去裕廊坊走走。突然，一个陌生的脸孔走向我，我看着他五秒之后，才发现原来是中学的第一号帅哥-Joel Tan！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他变了很多。若不是他的身高，我很难确认是他。他现在在当兵，以前帅气十足的Armani不见了。而且现在的他，脸上的豆豆能跟我中二时比较。他以前的脸可是容光焕发，青春满面的！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很开心。那么就没见面，他还那么亲切，希望他以习惯兵营里的一切，开开心心的度过那漫长的两年。。 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;新加坡万岁！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-7628379370761695804?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/7628379370761695804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>昨晚我很迟才回到家。去了爬梯世界。唱好多好多歌。我的周围都是很厉害的歌手，令我感到十分自卑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然如此，我还是尽心尽力，全心全力的唱出歌喉。相信他们已经被我恶到了。但是我们应该要有william hung的精神，才能闯出一番出乎预料的惊喜。但是昨晚没有拿种惊喜。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我没有唱很多我拿手的歌，因为我都是跟随着他们选的歌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我玩得很开心。我也知道昨晚之后，又是一场战争，考试就快来临，你们准备好了吗？让我们共同作战吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（可惜没有拍照。。 。下次吧！）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-4400392321150501728?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/4400392321150501728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=4400392321150501728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/4400392321150501728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/Rqtr9y_lvJI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qGmCwMmWpFI/s320/IrishWeatherMachine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&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;/div&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;div&gt;笑吧！！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;快点哈哈大笑！&lt;/div&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/29972687-8552384483645649010?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/8552384483645649010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=8552384483645649010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8552384483645649010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8552384483645649010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_28.html' title='好笑'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/Rqtr9y_lvJI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qGmCwMmWpFI/s72-c/IrishWeatherMachine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-3574941898011893486</id><published>2007-07-24T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T18:15:49.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>一个每个人在寻找的答案</title><content type='html'>原来爱可以如此甜美。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道一份爱的开始是甜蜜蜜的，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我愿用我的双手保护与搭建这份爱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让我们继续拥抱我们的答案。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的答案就是你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Direct&lt;/span&gt; Translation For Snowlin &amp; Aini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Donut Beholds Our Sweetness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First Bite Is Yums Baby~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Will Use My Hands To Mould The Most Delicious Donuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Us Build The Nation of Donuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Donut Is You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;好想崩溃，什么都不做。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好想昏倒，什么都不想。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;孤单，谁会了解？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只不过想要一个拥抱。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只不过想要一个微笑。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;累了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生的意义我现在还看不到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有人要和我白头到老，一起玩游世界吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;难。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-8888638584533583716?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/8888638584533583716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=8888638584533583716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8888638584533583716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-6923139576411647403</id><published>2007-07-11T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T06:23:43.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>无</title><content type='html'>够&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  想&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    败&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 累       泪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      弱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     弃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    坟&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-6923139576411647403?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/6923139576411647403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=6923139576411647403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/6923139576411647403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/6923139576411647403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_11.html' title='无'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-6734262628348211554</id><published>2007-07-06T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T08:11:44.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>生气</title><content type='html'>今天，我上学帮我的老师。开家（OpenHouse)需要我！我校将在二零零八年开办一个新的课程。Applied Drama &amp;　Psychology. 这个新的课程很有趣。是亚洲第一个Ｄｉｐｌｏｍａ里有Ａｐｐｌｉｅｄ　Ｄｒａｍａ　和Psychology合并成一。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很生气。艺佳，雪琳和我一起到ＣｏｎｖｅｎｔｉｏｎＣｅｎｔｒｅ，只不过想讨个冰淇淋吃。但是被拒绝了。。。我们试了四次，都讨不到半个冰淇淋！后来就放弃了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是当我回家时，Ａａｒｏｎ告诉我他假装是Ｏ水准重考生，成功地拿到了他的冰淇淋！此刻，我怒火冲天！想把世界上的冰淇淋吃光！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想唱这首歌：假装多好～我只要～只想要在拥有一秒。。。（冰淇淋）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我相信－ＳＰＣＯＲＥ的价值观念已在我们心中根深蒂固，但是还有人竟然为了冰淇淋而不折手段，使出这种不要脸的招数！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（叹息）好。。有没有善良之人想请本少爷吃冰淇淋呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;娃哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈！！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-6734262628348211554?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/6734262628348211554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=6734262628348211554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/6734262628348211554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/6734262628348211554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_06.html' title='生气'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-1129347297317279340</id><published>2007-07-01T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T08:33:30.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>祝我生日快乐！</title><content type='html'>今天一大清早，我就被很多简讯吵醒。后来还有jeremy打电话来祝贺我老了一岁。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真心感谢那些有我的心的人：&lt;br /&gt;Bernard&lt;br /&gt;Marcus&lt;br /&gt;Aini&lt;br /&gt;Clarence&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;Snowlin&lt;br /&gt;Lilian&lt;br /&gt;Aaron Eio&lt;br /&gt;Nancy&lt;br /&gt;Jet Ho&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;Md Noor&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;br /&gt;CKA&lt;br /&gt;Selina&lt;br /&gt;Shao En&lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;br /&gt;Chun Long&lt;br /&gt;Jacob&lt;br /&gt;Liming&lt;br /&gt;Chao Lin&lt;br /&gt;Yoges&lt;br /&gt;Li Bin&lt;br /&gt;Hazel Lam&lt;br /&gt;Brendon&lt;br /&gt;LeeＷａｈ&lt;br /&gt;Pui Han&lt;br /&gt;Hansen&lt;br /&gt;Cedric&lt;br /&gt;Hui Sie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多谢！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-1129347297317279340?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/1129347297317279340/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-8132871298233934004</id><published>2007-06-27T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T23:27:46.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>坏男人</title><content type='html'>最近，在图书馆里见到我的儿子，大鸟（Daniel)。我们就谈起来了。他跟我说了很多关于他的事情。我也谈了我碰到的问题。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我最后才晓得-男人不坏，谁都不爱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁会喜欢一个被书围着的男人？除了我自己，我找不到第二个人了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是我该反省，还是那些喜欢灌醉自己，找寻欢乐的人该去反省呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我愿意痴痴，默默，静静地守护与等待着。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;问题是：你要我等吗。。。？我的白狮王子？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-8132871298233934004?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/8132871298233934004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=8132871298233934004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8132871298233934004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8132871298233934004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_27.html' title='坏男人'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-2618252969584606886</id><published>2007-06-23T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:07:07.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>拍摄</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/Rn0BKyt3e9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/IDdMM7WQ18s/s1600-h/22-06-07_2140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079217239668259794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/Rn0BKyt3e9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/IDdMM7WQ18s/s200/22-06-07_2140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可爱吗？装可爱？恨死你！！！&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;昨天，我去到一家公司。到了那儿，有点紧张。两个美女，一个帅哥，和我这个小弟弟一起拍摄一个乳酸菌饮品。构思是在办公室里，三个忙得废寝忘食的我们，正在干活时，一个帅哥在前面吃乳酸菌饮品。还不错。这次的薪水比上次来的高，而且也更好玩，更闲空。因为多数时间，我们都在等待越南那儿的评语。他们满意之后，我们才放工。&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/Rn0BLCt3fAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/sraah-fAj5I/s1600-h/22-06-07_2157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079217243963227138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/Rn0BLCt3fAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/sraah-fAj5I/s200/22-06-07_2157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;放工后，我去找艺佳。我们购物不成功，就到了subway去吃晚餐。超级好吃我跟你讲。（袜嘎利供）（wa ga li gong)。娃哈哈哈哈哈哈哈。除了艺佳，婉轩，惠思，cheryl 与 lina 也在。他们神经线被动摇，属于危险状态。我十分担心。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/Rn0BLCt3e-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/PZAtW9EG8mE/s1600-h/22-06-07_2155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079217243963227106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/Rn0BLCt3e-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/PZAtW9EG8mE/s200/22-06-07_2155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;后来，心血来潮，想吃Maltesers。因为某个人喜欢吃，我突然也想尝尝。&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/Rn0BLCt3e_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/lxhMRw1W43g/s1600-h/22-06-07_2156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079217243963227122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/Rn0BLCt3e_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/lxhMRw1W43g/s200/22-06-07_2156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有时，我想：当两个人在一起，是流失的时间算是在一起的时间，还是真地在一起的时间才算是在一起的时间？假设两个人，认识彼此两年，但是在一起的时间加起来只有两个月；又假设两个人在一起只有三个月，但是在一起的时间已超过两个月，哪个比较重要？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但是无法否认，时间能证明一切。我怕我将成为别人的替代品，或者是寂寞者的无聊消遣。时间，请你多多关照了。。。因为如今，我还相信永恒的爱情。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-2618252969584606886?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/2618252969584606886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=2618252969584606886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/2618252969584606886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/2618252969584606886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_23.html' title='拍摄'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/Rnnn-it3e5I/AAAAAAAAADs/7EBcj4vfuvo/s1600-h/DSC00923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078345116494035858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/Rnnn-it3e5I/AAAAAAAAADs/7EBcj4vfuvo/s200/DSC00923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/Rnnn-it3e5I/AAAAAAAAADs/7EBcj4vfuvo/s1600-h/DSC00923.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望是真的&lt;br /&gt;真的是天使&lt;br /&gt;降临我身旁&lt;br /&gt;永恒在一起&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/Rnnn_Ct3e7I/AAAAAAAAAD8/q2p3qsD3aT8/s1600-h/DSC00936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078345125083970482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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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/_CQD7Tvya0To/Rnnn-St3e4I/AAAAAAAAADk/Iq3xQ-btfAM/s72-c/DSC00926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-7687695391286939943</id><published>2007-06-18T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T10:18:05.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>圣淘沙之旅（二）</title><content type='html'>我们开开心心地到了圣淘沙，选择到啪啦湾沙滩。艺佳不要弄湿自己，所以一直在沙滩上，偶尔就拉着裤子，在水上徘徊。Clarence 脱掉脱掉脱掉！他的胸肌好丰满；我相信艺佳和我都感到十分没面子。娃哈哈哈哈哈！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们后来三人在沙滩上打起排球来，雄姿引起不少注意。有一群老外来到啪啦湾沙滩拍照；她们个个前凸后翘，令我们三人看了口水直流。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后来打累了，我们便开始挖沙。。。还蛮好看的。挖了多过一个小时，后来就挖闲了。打算要离开圣淘沙时，Clarence的女朋友的电话不见了。我们便走到西咯所海滩找她。他们两恩恩爱爱，难分难舍，我们便在那儿陪他的女朋友和她的同学们打起排球了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过了好久好久的一段时间后，我们才舍得离开。我超级饿，吃了马上赶回家看校园超级星星。我的小弟弟没有在这集唱。但是还蛮好的。叶良俊还是很帅。娃哈哈哈！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-7687695391286939943?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/7687695391286939943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=7687695391286939943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/7687695391286939943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/7687695391286939943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_18.html' title='圣淘沙之旅（二）'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-7766860331247080637</id><published>2007-06-17T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T19:24:16.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>圣淘沙之旅</title><content type='html'>待会儿，我将会和艺佳，齐安与Clarence一起去圣淘沙玩得痛快！我现在在等那些睡不醒的家伙儿起身。不用多说也知道是艺佳！讨厌s。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我昨天在网上交了一个新朋友。他很有趣。外表可爱，知识渊博，而且还蛮幽默的。希望我们能够发展下去。我的寂寞难耐。他不抽烟，不喝酒，会读书，喜欢孙燕姿，想当老师，喜欢教学，热爱游泳，人气也蛮旺的。哈哈大笑！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我能够再相信爱情吗？不妨在尝试多一次。。。倘若我这第三次不成功的话。。。婉轩，我将成为你的男人！娃哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈！！！对不起。失态了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想知道待会儿我们会有啥好玩的旅程？继续锁定彼得。博客斑点。com。爱死你们了！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-7766860331247080637?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/7766860331247080637/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-8255104880091655741</id><published>2007-06-16T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T05:18:30.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>改变</title><content type='html'>从今开始,我将尝试使用中文来部落格.这不但能让我和中文不疏远,还能让我的读者的中文进步.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨天,艺佳(yoges)，林婉轩和惠思一同到"Play"找帅哥。收获不少。惠思找到一个不错的男生。但是不幸的是他已经是别人的男人。林婉轩喝醉了。拼命拥抱我和艺佳。我改天应该像她讨吃我豆腐的费用。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们在跳舞时，婉轩不停地将我们的手握在一起。不久之后，婉轩觉得头晕，我们立刻扶她出去。她吐得满地都是。我们都被恶到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一会儿后，婉轩和惠思上计程车回家。我和艺佳就回到舞池上跳舞。这时，我魅力四射，有几个男生一直靠着我跳舞。有一个还握我的手，但是被我拒绝了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们想要赶最后一辆巴士，就在三点离开那个地方。我玩得满痛快的。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-8255104880091655741?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-943537642390564023</id><published>2007-06-14T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T04:45:23.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Try turning me on?</title><content type='html'>About guys: Turned ON, OFF,&lt;br /&gt;or DRM(doesnt really matter):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is taller than you:ON&lt;br /&gt;Is shorter than you:OFF&lt;br /&gt;Wears braces:OFF&lt;br /&gt;Has blue eyes:ON&lt;br /&gt;Has hazel eyes:ON&lt;br /&gt;Drinks alcohol too much:OFF&lt;br /&gt;Smokes:OFF&lt;br /&gt;Plays sports:ON&lt;br /&gt;Smiles a lot:ON&lt;br /&gt;Calls you just to say Hi:ON&lt;br /&gt;Compliments you:ON&lt;br /&gt;Good dancer:OFF&lt;br /&gt;Wears jewelry:OFF&lt;br /&gt;Has brown hair:DRM&lt;br /&gt;Has Black hair:ON&lt;br /&gt;Has blonde hair:DRM&lt;br /&gt;Has red hair:DRM&lt;br /&gt;Makeup:OFF&lt;br /&gt;Can make you laugh at any given&lt;br /&gt;moment:ON&lt;br /&gt;Loyal:ON&lt;br /&gt;Plays guitar:DRM&lt;br /&gt;Plays drums:DRM&lt;br /&gt;Sing:ON&lt;br /&gt;He's buff:ON&lt;br /&gt;Can draw:ON&lt;br /&gt;Easily jealous:OFF&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't eat meat:DRM&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't eat vegetable:OFF&lt;br /&gt;Has a tattoo:OFF&lt;br /&gt;Has a lip ring:OFF&lt;br /&gt;Has tongue ring:OFF&lt;br /&gt;Honest and open:ON&lt;br /&gt;Religious:OFF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-943537642390564023?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/943537642390564023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=943537642390564023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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study on all the week days for these 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I must study on all the week days for these 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I must study on all the week days for these 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I must study on all the week days for these 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I must study on all the week days for these 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I must study on all the week days for these 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I must study on all the week days for these 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I must study on all the week days for these 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I must study on all the week days for these 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I must study on all the week days for these 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that enough Mr Peter?&lt;br /&gt;Ok, you may go and play now, for it is sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-8179261274782675909?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-4682768760318505609</id><published>2007-06-07T22:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:13:13.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chimera?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Chimera&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatmythologicalcreatureareyouquiz/chimera.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very outgoing and well connected to many people.&lt;br /&gt;Incredibly devoted to your family and friends, you find purpose in nurturing others.&lt;br /&gt;You are rarely alone, and you do best in the company of others.&lt;br /&gt;You are incredibly expressive, and people are sometimes overwhelmed by your strong emotions.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmythologicalcreatureareyouquiz/"&gt;What Mythological Creature Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-4682768760318505609?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/4682768760318505609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=4682768760318505609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Learning Style: Objective and Rational&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoustudyquiz/entj.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are logical and rational. You are open to any ideas or subjects that make sense to you.&lt;br /&gt;You Should Study:&lt;br /&gt;AnthropologyEconomicsEngineeringFinance LawPhilosophyPolitical Science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Should You Study?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad ah... this one also quite true... Power!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-1610638910547856252?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/1610638910547856252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=1610638910547856252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1610638910547856252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/1610638910547856252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/06/engineering.html' title='ENGINEERING!!'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-4963421923704431208</id><published>2007-06-07T22:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:07:48.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm A sidekick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Loyal Sidekick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/loyal-sidekick.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you aren't the most visable one in your group...&lt;br /&gt;You're always up for a good time or conversation&lt;br /&gt;And you stick with your friends no matter what&lt;br /&gt;You may feel underappreciated - but it only seems that way!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Friend Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super true man... You should try too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-4963421923704431208?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/4963421923704431208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=4963421923704431208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/4963421923704431208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/4963421923704431208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-sidekick.html' title='I&apos;m A sidekick!'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-643687077676377635</id><published>2007-06-07T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:04:10.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW CANCER AM I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You are 73% Cancer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howcancerareyouquiz/cancer.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howcancerareyouquiz/"&gt;How Cancer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-643687077676377635?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/643687077676377635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=643687077676377635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/643687077676377635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/643687077676377635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-cancer-am-i.html' title='HOW CANCER AM I?'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-6740909387995408391</id><published>2007-06-03T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T03:58:51.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do U Noe Me?</title><content type='html'>Have Fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/492336"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/492336/1.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br &gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-6740909387995408391?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/6740909387995408391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=6740909387995408391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/6740909387995408391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/6740909387995408391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/06/do-u-noe-me.html' title='Do U Noe Me?'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-7591676123307849213</id><published>2007-06-02T19:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:07:12.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAH Anti Smoking Campaign Street March</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;31st May was World No Tobacco Day. We gathered in Health Promotion Board and were briefed about the Street March. I'd be dressing up as a sumo wrestler and on my board it writes "Does smoking makes me slim?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We paraded around Orchard area and we talked to a lot of youths. We were targetting all the youths - for those non-smokers, we reminded them not to start smoking. As for the smokers, we sort of told them the usual stuff like smoking is ba and is a waste of money blah blah blah and they also receive free badges and some other freebies. In one of the pamplets, it has the quit hotline for smoking. Interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a damn hot day. . . In a sumo suit . . . LOL! But i had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/RmIraIg5hlI/AAAAAAAAADc/L0ksx45pFcs/s1600-h/DSC00537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071663858334664274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/RmIraIg5hlI/AAAAAAAAADc/L0ksx45pFcs/s200/DSC00537.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/29972687-7591676123307849213?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/7591676123307849213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=7591676123307849213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/7591676123307849213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/7591676123307849213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/06/yah-anti-smoking-campaign-street-march.html' title='YAH Anti Smoking Campaign Street March'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/RmIraIg5hlI/AAAAAAAAADc/L0ksx45pFcs/s72-c/DSC00537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-8430943824721260461</id><published>2007-05-30T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T21:18:55.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the EMO period...</title><content type='html'>*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*longer sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh yet again...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yog... I really hate playing with fire... Next time I play with fire, PLEASE PULL ME OUT OF IT OR EXTINGUISH IT OK?! Thanks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are friends for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been very honest with my friends around me about my sexual preference. I told Snow. She just refused to accept it. She even declared to the class that she hates homosexuals. I did felt insecured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always tell my friends that if yours friends could not accept you for who you are, or just your sexual prefernce, then they are not worth being friends with you in the first place. I always believed that. I want to be honest with my friends. Truest friends. I do not want to hide anything. Yet, are they open enough to accept me, or rather, us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know deep down within me that I am a good person. I know it's very thick skin, but I had thought to myself a lot of times - why teach those people who does not appreciate my help? Yet I could not get myself to see them struggle at the end of the day. Samantha always asks me for my help, yet she kept talking, despite my constant callings to get her back to my attention. I am very willing to teach whoever who are willing to learn, but I have my limits too... People always forget that I am Human too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of my close friends know that I choose my friends. Not any Tom Dick Harry can be my friend. Mostly are just merely acquaintance. (Ah, reminds me of my bestest FRIEND and ACQUAINTANCE CEDRIC!!! Love you!) Well, back to my point - I ever told Yoges that, I do not treat or call anyone a friend unless I know that I am willing to go all out to help/assist/suffer for that person in times of need. Am I there to be abandoned when what I need is just someone to talk to, or just a hug?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it all Cancers getting this emo period or is it just me? Last year, last last year, I always have this period, to an extent that my son, Stanley, said that I changed a lot. I cannot doubt that, but this is always a very good time to reflect on myself. What do I really want in life? To be very honest - money is nothing to me. I just want to be a normal teacher or lecturer in a normal school or institute. Or just merely a tuition teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more money I have, the harder it is for me to find happiness. It applies to a lot of other people as well I believe. I get very happy whenever I eat french fries - more specifically Mac Donald's french fries. When I get very stressed, I'd ask Snow to go Mac and we'll buy a mountain of fries and EAT!!! Haha so fun! I also found out that I get very happy when people buy drink for me, even when I have money to buy myself. Cheap thrills eh? I do not want to lose these things just because I have more money. Snow kept telling me that I am capable of doing far better things than being a teacher/lecturer. But I know that she can't judge me so fast. I have acquintances in sec sch who did so well for Os and did not very well for their As...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And just a small part for Jacob - I always WANTED to be your friend. It's a want. Not a don't mind. Not after you went desperately all out to you-know-who and neglected your friends and I have feelings too. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-8430943824721260461?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/8430943824721260461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=8430943824721260461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8430943824721260461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/8430943824721260461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/05/here-comes-emo-period.html' title='Here comes the EMO period...'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29972687.post-5174790796686658695</id><published>2007-05-26T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:07:12.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vitas</title><content type='html'>There is this Russian singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Vitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sight of him, I melted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing his voice, I evaporated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I L O V E V I T A S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Vitas_grachev.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Vitas_grachev.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/RlhB75zOPMI/AAAAAAAAADU/7VKiWlB6bVs/s1600-h/220px-Vitas_grachev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068873877989244098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CQD7Tvya0To/RlhB75zOPMI/AAAAAAAAADU/7VKiWlB6bVs/s200/220px-Vitas_grachev.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of his songs. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ygJYxMP_ICY" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29972687-5174790796686658695?l=peedah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/feeds/5174790796686658695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29972687&amp;postID=5174790796686658695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/5174790796686658695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29972687/posts/default/5174790796686658695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peedah.blogspot.com/2007/05/vitas.html' title='Vitas'/><author><name>Peedah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772567912207985922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_CQD7Tvya0To/RlhB75zOPMI/AAAAAAAAADU/7VKiWlB6bVs/s72-c/220px-Vitas_grachev.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
