<?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-24643652</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:08:52.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一牛仔</title><subtitle type='html'>就一，不二</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-3559545150099100912</id><published>2007-12-12T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:25:51.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Portable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1-HptqPW0I/AAAAAAAAADc/5fmOuWiC4Qo/s1600-h/jackie003good.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142978450181544770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1-HptqPW0I/AAAAAAAAADc/5fmOuWiC4Qo/s400/jackie003good.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;Thanks to Farhan who was my model in this picture. I want to highlight that condoms should be in everyone's pocket esp those who are sexually active.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-3559545150099100912?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/3559545150099100912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=3559545150099100912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/3559545150099100912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/3559545150099100912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-portable.html' title='Its Portable'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1-HptqPW0I/AAAAAAAAADc/5fmOuWiC4Qo/s72-c/jackie003good.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-226724337234709022</id><published>2007-12-05T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:25:51.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pontianak? What pontianak? We made them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1amYNqPWzI/AAAAAAAAADU/V3MFBIeqQBs/s1600-h/sadako1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140478959603899186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1amYNqPWzI/AAAAAAAAADU/V3MFBIeqQBs/s400/sadako1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;I cant find you, can police help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-226724337234709022?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/226724337234709022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=226724337234709022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/226724337234709022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/226724337234709022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/12/pontianak-what-pontianak-we-made-them.html' title='Pontianak? What pontianak? We made them.'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1amYNqPWzI/AAAAAAAAADU/V3MFBIeqQBs/s72-c/sadako1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-8472207485916753384</id><published>2007-12-05T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:25:51.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Born from aluminium</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1ajiNqPWvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4Orl27qajvI/s1600-h/Pepsi+has+shortened.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140475832867707634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1ajiNqPWvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4Orl27qajvI/s400/Pepsi+has+shortened.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;Pepsi has shrinked?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1ajidqPWwI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xh7A8LbefWM/s1600-h/Pepsi+flattened.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140475837162674946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1ajidqPWwI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xh7A8LbefWM/s400/Pepsi+flattened.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I operated on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1aji9qPWxI/AAAAAAAAADE/1xmk-aNQilA/s1600-h/Butterfly+formed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140475845752609554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1aji9qPWxI/AAAAAAAAADE/1xmk-aNQilA/s400/Butterfly+formed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;I give it life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1ajjdqPWyI/AAAAAAAAADM/HO9xfBUUIUg/s1600-h/Butterfly+on+flower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140475854342544162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1ajjdqPWyI/AAAAAAAAADM/HO9xfBUUIUg/s400/Butterfly+on+flower.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;It flew to a sunflower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-8472207485916753384?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/8472207485916753384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=8472207485916753384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/8472207485916753384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/8472207485916753384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/12/born-from-aluminium.html' title='Born from aluminium'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1ajiNqPWvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4Orl27qajvI/s72-c/Pepsi+has+shortened.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-7243694851004006617</id><published>2007-12-05T20:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:25:52.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZJ feel so small</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1acLtqPWuI/AAAAAAAAACs/Ej6ZGai9fTA/s1600-h/zj+feel+so+small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140467749739256546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1acLtqPWuI/AAAAAAAAACs/Ej6ZGai9fTA/s400/zj+feel+so+small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;Self, work, wallet, anything. Cornered by them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-7243694851004006617?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7243694851004006617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=7243694851004006617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/7243694851004006617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/7243694851004006617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/12/zj-feel-so-small.html' title='ZJ feel so small'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1acLtqPWuI/AAAAAAAAACs/Ej6ZGai9fTA/s72-c/zj+feel+so+small.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-2580272552895215698</id><published>2007-12-05T15:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:25:52.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introvert lines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1ZSaNqPWsI/AAAAAAAAACc/GFIU-LIku7U/s1600-h/zj+good.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140386634986904258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1ZSaNqPWsI/AAAAAAAAACc/GFIU-LIku7U/s400/zj+good.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1ZSaNqPWtI/AAAAAAAAACk/MWQHf5c1Vqs/s1600-h/zj+net.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140386634986904274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1ZSaNqPWtI/AAAAAAAAACk/MWQHf5c1Vqs/s400/zj+net.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;Just like me. I am the line in the swimming pool floor bottom, I am the line, behind the front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-2580272552895215698?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/2580272552895215698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=2580272552895215698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/2580272552895215698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/2580272552895215698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/12/introvert-lines.html' title='Introvert lines'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/R1ZSaNqPWsI/AAAAAAAAACc/GFIU-LIku7U/s72-c/zj+good.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-1323142167334402853</id><published>2007-10-11T17:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:25:53.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday to dearest lub lub</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/Rw3o4FntmpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/dQ3K8wQmY9M/s1600-h/DSC00500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120004401669184146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/Rw3o4FntmpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/dQ3K8wQmY9M/s320/DSC00500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/Rw3o4VntmqI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jgJBYnIe76U/s1600-h/DSC00508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120004405964151458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/Rw3o4VntmqI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jgJBYnIe76U/s320/DSC00508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/Rw3o4VntmrI/AAAAAAAAACE/9M_gq4kkV6c/s1600-h/DSC00515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120004405964151474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/Rw3o4VntmrI/AAAAAAAAACE/9M_gq4kkV6c/s320/DSC00515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/Rw3o4VntmsI/AAAAAAAAACM/mSayIGEPL_w/s1600-h/DSC00463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120004405964151490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/Rw3o4VntmsI/AAAAAAAAACM/mSayIGEPL_w/s320/DSC00463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/Rw3o4lntmtI/AAAAAAAAACU/OKTlZk9kQoQ/s1600-h/DSC00514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120004410259118802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/Rw3o4lntmtI/AAAAAAAAACU/OKTlZk9kQoQ/s320/DSC00514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;To dear dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 23th birthday wor... wish you had enjoyed yourself ( heehee u told me u did enjoyed ) yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Raffles Places shopping centre to eat and shop for bday gifts. We ate at a very romantic restaurant and the food there is quite healthy and nice. After that, we went shop shop at various shops. In the end, bought a pair of earrings and top for dear dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, dear I love u much much. Above are some picture that I put up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-1323142167334402853?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1323142167334402853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=1323142167334402853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/1323142167334402853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/1323142167334402853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday-to-dearest-lub-lub.html' title='Happy birthday to dearest lub lub'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/Rw3o4FntmpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/dQ3K8wQmY9M/s72-c/DSC00500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-7946961927216832865</id><published>2007-08-02T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T02:04:47.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Find Felicia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;A 19yr old gal call Felicia has been missing. Last seen at Marine Terrace. Video shows her entering the flat but did not show her leaving... isnt this a big clue already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Anyway, do check &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.findfelicia.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;www.findfelicia.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt; for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-7946961927216832865?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7946961927216832865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=7946961927216832865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/7946961927216832865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/7946961927216832865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/08/find-felicia.html' title='Find Felicia'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-2301378120269328699</id><published>2007-08-02T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T00:17:09.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 August 1983</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;24 years ago, I am born on this day and now its the time to celebrate this day again. Happy birthday to myself!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-2301378120269328699?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/2301378120269328699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=2301378120269328699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/2301378120269328699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/2301378120269328699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/08/2-august-1983.html' title='2 August 1983'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-6579993976846853390</id><published>2007-06-25T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T12:16:38.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recalling a past - A strong personal experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt; This happened during a period when I least expected. Along with my 3 siblings, we were only attending primary schools and fun was all we can think of. Money was the last thing on our minds. The fun continue everyday, we didn’t realised what was soon to follow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both my parents are working, earning salaries that would support us. But somehow, there is always quarrels between my father and mother over money and it is apparent that my family’s financial status is hitting the danger zone. We began to live by with simple and tasteless foods, they even begin to borrow money from relatives. They never told us why because they thought we wouldn’t understand. I could only ask “how long do we need to eat plain food? I cant take it anymore”. Its an experience I will never forget for relatives begin to avoid us; even our grandmother look down on us. What must we do to change everything? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people forge a great bond in times of crisis but I deeply regret it was the complete opposite for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-6579993976846853390?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/6579993976846853390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=6579993976846853390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/6579993976846853390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/6579993976846853390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/06/recalling-past-strong-personal.html' title='Recalling a past - A strong personal experience'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-5456151190902471174</id><published>2007-05-15T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T10:21:31.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dealed myself a bad card</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;If I had the correct card, I wont be where I am now, if u know what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I 've seen friends already progressing far in their lives; I'm just playing catch up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Although some like me; has gotten the lousier card too and are pretty much lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I am jus trying to get the right card this time, it is my final attempt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I guess when you only have 52 cards to deal around, some are bound to be the unluckier ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Maybe I am one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;But I wanna switch my card, I wanna change my card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Dont give me a joker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;For I have no time for jokes, err, sometimes its welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Oh yah, I am holding some cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I have the Queen of hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I am the King of hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I have 3 diamond, the lousiest lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I am waiting for 2 of Spade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;What cards are you holding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-5456151190902471174?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/5456151190902471174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=5456151190902471174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/5456151190902471174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/5456151190902471174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-dealed-myself-bad-card.html' title='I dealed myself a bad card'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-7593666011010730989</id><published>2007-04-27T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T09:06:05.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Papilon - my werkplace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;This is to record my werkplace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;It pays me 42 per day tat i werked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;As waiter (part time), they wan me full time, i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Jap customers dominate over koreans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Hostesses are from various Asia countries, including Singaporean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Some do not have valid werk permit, I assume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;1 senior waiter, 2 full time waiters, many part times, 2 mamasan, many hostesses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;3 way transport to take us home at 3.15am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-7593666011010730989?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7593666011010730989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=7593666011010730989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/7593666011010730989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/7593666011010730989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/04/papilon-my-werkplace.html' title='Papilon - my werkplace'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-4892216985541537924</id><published>2007-04-23T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T08:48:48.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay Chou OJ's review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Everyone has their own tastes in music. No one can say their music is the best. A true good music is one we have feelings for. I like Jay Chou’s music because he has that special talent and style that made me like his songs. He has produced a total of 8 albums over the years and recently his songs have a taste of Chinese culture in it because he feels as Chinese, he should do his part in bringing this unique sense out to the music world. He has countless songs that I liked, but I am just gonna pick one and share with you why I like this particular song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is “回到过去(genre:r&amp;amp;b)” and below is part of the chorus and the meaning in English:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;想回到过去 / 试著抱你在怀里 Want to return to the past / to try to hug you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;羞怯的脸带有一点稚气 Blushing (shy) face has a little childish side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;想看你的看的世界 / 想在你梦的画面 Want to see the world you see / want to be in your dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;只要靠在一起就能感觉甜蜜 Only if we lean on each other can we feel the sweetness (or blissfulness) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;想回到过去 / 试著让故事继续 Want to return to the past / to try to allow the story to continue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;至少不再让你离我而去 At least I won't allow you to leave me again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;分散时间的注意 / 这次会抱得更紧 I'll take note when we part / to hug you even tighter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;这样挽留不知 / 还来不来得及This sort of salvage effort, I don't know if it's still in time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;想回到过去Want to return to the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;I have my ups and downs in life, notably regrets that I hope I can turn back the clock and do better so that I wont regret in my present life now. Go ahead and think about your own life and regrets you might have, I am sure we all will. There will be times when we want to return to the past. Sign off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-4892216985541537924?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/4892216985541537924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=4892216985541537924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/4892216985541537924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/4892216985541537924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/04/jay-chou-ojs-review.html' title='Jay Chou OJ&apos;s review'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-8961992771362144615</id><published>2007-03-22T04:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T05:06:31.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>machiam machiam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Why I feel very tired these few days when I go work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;And when I reach home very early in the morning, the tiredness is gone abit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I guess my mind is more relax knowing I am back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;But,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;doesnt that mean I should be more slepy instead? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I even found time to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Write this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;What you reading now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Oh my god, stomach hungry, and I been awaken by hunger recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Foot rot doesnt seems to get better, it gets better at getting worser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;5 cents coins starts to build up, dear dear helped me used some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I supposed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Room getting dirty; never vacuum for sometime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I am trying to make my brain think and think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;My gal and chocolates makes my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;The person reading my blog, I thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Most welcome to comments, but I know its troublesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Maple level 40, getting harder to level by the hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;No worries, I am not that hardcore yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I guess thats it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Time to click publish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-8961992771362144615?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/8961992771362144615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=8961992771362144615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/8961992771362144615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/8961992771362144615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/03/machiam-machiam.html' title='machiam machiam'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-3450129159900185439</id><published>2007-02-27T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:25:53.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement: Someone in my family died.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/RePaOpbjVEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/6fRaNN0sTis/s1600-h/mao1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036108753504785474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/RePaOpbjVEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/6fRaNN0sTis/s320/mao1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R.I.P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In cuty memory of our beloved &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ham &lt;/span&gt;(From about April 2004 to 27 Feb 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ham&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ham&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ham&lt;/span&gt; favourite food was corn and carrot, so I shall use yellow and orange color for the font in memory of &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HamHam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-3450129159900185439?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/3450129159900185439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=3450129159900185439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/3450129159900185439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/3450129159900185439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/02/announcement-someone-in-my-family-died.html' title='Announcement: Someone in my family died.'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/RePaOpbjVEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/6fRaNN0sTis/s72-c/mao1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-1654646752879358768</id><published>2007-02-20T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:25:53.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Protege 门徒</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/Rdnu6VPPKHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6TDCv0A5dzM/s1600-h/protege.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033316744464115826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/Rdnu6VPPKHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6TDCv0A5dzM/s320/protege.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Visited deardear's home on the second day of the chinese new year to get ang bao. Hee. I woke up much earlier than dear and was already preparing: brush teeth, shave, hair, shit, urine etcetc.... too detailed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Reached dear's place, dear dear make luo han guo drink for me. Added in Ginseng Hair? Added in Chrysamthemum (spelled wrong, 100% wrong) too for extra goodness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;We decided to watch a movie and I went to get tix at causewat pt becos deardear home computer seems to be very slow sia. Nvm. Hee. I got 2 tix~ Cinema 6 A15 A 16. We watched The Protege.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I give the show 3 stars out of 5. Why only 3? Becos I am wondering why HK films is mostly predictable? Undercover cop, drug dealers, junkies... so normal for a HK film. BE MORE CREATIVE YAH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Dear dear was still sick today, she have fallen ill recently.. many things made her fall ill... sad sad... hope dear recover fast fast. Muack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-1654646752879358768?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1654646752879358768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=1654646752879358768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/1654646752879358768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/1654646752879358768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/02/protege.html' title='The Protege 门徒'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/Rdnu6VPPKHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6TDCv0A5dzM/s72-c/protege.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-7160685897317508563</id><published>2007-02-17T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:25:53.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rude Singaporean in action again 545 woodlands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/RdaNmlPPKFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/6vy1rDT1ugE/s1600-h/DSC03811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032365327603673170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/RdaNmlPPKFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/6vy1rDT1ugE/s320/DSC03811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/RdaNmlPPKGI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dej_X-LDJXs/s1600-h/DSC03809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032365327603673186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/RdaNmlPPKGI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dej_X-LDJXs/s320/DSC03809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;There you haf it guys.. rude auntie in action again. This time, she burn the incense, well nothing wrong with that. But as you can see, the flame was already gone and the smoke is coming out. I took these pictures at my own door. Look at how she placed the burner, right at a spot where it affect everyone when the wind blows. I can even see traces of ash flying into my home.&lt;/span&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/24643652-7160685897317508563?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7160685897317508563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=7160685897317508563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/7160685897317508563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/7160685897317508563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/02/rude-singaporean-in-action-again-545-10.html' title='Rude Singaporean in action again 545 woodlands'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/RdaNmlPPKFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/6vy1rDT1ugE/s72-c/DSC03811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-7314338088372254683</id><published>2007-02-15T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T02:14:43.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Yeah, met dear and we went to HK cafe for dinner. Dear bought me a wireless mouse and I got a new nick call lub lub~~ haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;After that we went Causeway Pt to watch Epic Movie. Cinema 6 B17B18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;The movie was lame but very funny. Many ppl laugh at the lame things they do. I must admit their dancing is actually quite good. And Captain Swallow look very much like the real thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Alrighty, sent deardear back and I managed to see the bouquet of flowers that I buy for deardear. Its the first time I have given flowers to a gal. Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Cheers! (but why no level? i want level!!! Hee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-7314338088372254683?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7314338088372254683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=7314338088372254683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/7314338088372254683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/7314338088372254683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/02/yeah.html' title='Yeah'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-24643652.post-8527487168054064336</id><published>2007-02-14T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T13:21:53.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A time to celebrate love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I wouldnt call &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Valentine Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just a day for couples to show their love to each other, rather, I think Valentine Day is a day where all the lovers in the world pledge and celebrate this day as a whole. Am I toking sense? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Today, I am going to spend my 1st Valentine Day with deardear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;My love for you will end only after the last &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rose&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;fades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-8527487168054064336?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/8527487168054064336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=8527487168054064336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/8527487168054064336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/8527487168054064336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/02/time-to-celebrate-love.html' title='A time to celebrate love'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-232087132982510027</id><published>2007-02-12T03:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T15:33:07.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paint my room~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Yeah, this entry is to say a word of thank to my dear dear who helped me to paint my room over the weekend, without your help, I would not have a brand new wall and a brand new ceiling, and certainly I wobt be able to sleep on my bed if not for your help~  I am sorry I cant accompany you longer today becos I have to work.. miss u man.. i mean miss u gal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Wednesday is coming soon, VDAY, its going to be our first, and I hope its the first of many to come. Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-232087132982510027?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/232087132982510027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=232087132982510027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/232087132982510027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/232087132982510027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/02/paint-my-room.html' title='Paint my room~'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-1590031641492275351</id><published>2007-02-08T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:25:54.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rude Singaporeans at Woodlands 545</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/RcqqQNFp3vI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_r6IbjAUiGE/s1600-h/hang+clothes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029019129280585458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/RcqqQNFp3vI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_r6IbjAUiGE/s320/hang+clothes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;This neighbour of mine, always like to hang their bamboo poles which invade their upper level neighbours which is totally unacceptable. Not only that, notice their bedsheet is so long that their lower neighbour can see it from their own window? Its obvious they didnt try to fold their bedsheet when they are drying them. They always talk so loud and their music is also so loud. What is even worse, or equally worse is they make use of the public tap to get water for their home uses, ILLEGAL. One fine day I will get their actions in picture as proof, and then I will call police, see how they FCUKING DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-1590031641492275351?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1590031641492275351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=1590031641492275351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/1590031641492275351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/1590031641492275351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/02/rude-singaporeans-at-woodlands-545-10.html' title='Rude Singaporeans at Woodlands 545'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WWIvGlZ-VdM/RcqqQNFp3vI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_r6IbjAUiGE/s72-c/hang+clothes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-7868447167092422211</id><published>2007-01-16T04:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T04:45:39.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When tipping gets too much</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Here is the story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;A fcuking rich business old man treat 5 of his employees to a night of fun at a ktv lounge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;They ran out of whisky, they decided to ordered one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;The waiter acknowledge their order and bring in their new bottle of whisky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;The rich boss tipped the waiter $20 for his effort, the waiter was surprised. ( He wondered whether he should reject his tips... but if he did reject, the big boss might lose face in front of his employee and he might complained against the waiter, so the waiter decided to just take it anyway, just to play is safe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Hours past, its billing time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;The waiter brought the bill and showed it to the boss, it totalled to $2900. The boss handed $3000 in cash to the waiter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;The waiter got back with $100 in change, the boss again tipped the waiter $50.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;What the hell? The waiter earned $70 just for this little effort? The waiter was stunned too. The waiter noticed the boss was in a good mood and so he decided not to spoil his mood by rejecting his tip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Who is this waiter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Its me, yours truely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I am stunned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-7868447167092422211?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7868447167092422211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=7868447167092422211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/7868447167092422211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/7868447167092422211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/01/when-tipping-gets-too-much.html' title='When tipping gets too much'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-1352970320836824268</id><published>2007-01-13T05:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T05:53:36.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat Tan Yuan, came my home, Singapore Garden Festival, Its Dim Sum - Part 2-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Finally found some time to blog! I had been very tired to blog these days because of commitments. Nonetheless, I told myself I must blog this weekend. And what a time I chose, 5.37am in the morning after I returned home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;And yesh... its the Singapore Garden Festival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Dear and me reached Suntec and we decided to start exploring from level 6 first before going down to the 4th floor ( 4th and 6th level are where the Singapore Festival are held). We made a smart choice. Why do I say that? You will find out later... 0_OV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Okay, we got our hands "chop" with something I dunno how to describe, and, in we go. First up, we stopped and admired one arguebly the nicest and refreshing garden design over there. It was damn nice la, I hope dear can send me the pictures she has taken and I can post it here for people to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;We went on and on to other displays. It was a very creative design by many designers from various countries. Hmm, by the way, this exibition was held in Singapore, so what normally happens with Singaporeans attending it? Kiasuism... Unsporting-like, kid-like, anywhere-is-my-home-kinda-attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;So, you people tell me: do I still need to elaborate what is going on inside the exhibits? rudesingapore blogspot supporters should camp there and take shots, I bet you can find a million.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;After we are done with the 6th, we proceed to the 4th. It was not really a place that displays plants and sorts but rather its a place that SELLS plants and sorts. So dear dear also chip in and bought 2 plants. Yeh... earlier in the paragraph, i mentioned we made a smart choice by going to the 6th floor first... (BUT SO WHAT?) oh... its because my sister also went there, but she went to the 4th floor first, and it spoil her visiting mood straight away and decided to do away with the 6th floor. I reckon we might do the same if we start at 4th floor. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;After that, dear dear treat me dinner at It's Dim Sum. Ordered many nice foods. Beside yum, I dunno what else to say.... so let me yum again.... comma, yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Ok, after that, we went shopping around. But I was getting tired and finally we headed back home. Home is the battery charger, we are the batteries. Batteries need recharging, we need recharging. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-1352970320836824268?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1352970320836824268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=1352970320836824268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/1352970320836824268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/1352970320836824268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2007/01/eat-tan-yuan-came-my-home-singapore.html' title='Eat Tan Yuan, came my home, Singapore Garden Festival, Its Dim Sum - Part 2-'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-24643652.post-413822016035583538</id><published>2006-12-23T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T10:32:28.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat Tan Yuan, came my home, Singapore Garden Festival, Its Dim Sum - Part 1-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Yesterday, 22nd Dec 2006, was a fun but tired day for me as I did "alot" of different "stuffs" that contribute to my tireness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;The beginning of the day saw me waking up at 8am and I start preparing to attend a final day workshop on "Disruptive Technologies", it was suppose to end at 1pm, but "the clock spoiled", making the workshop an earlier welcomed end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Next, I am off to gf's place but first I wanted to buy some Tan Yuan for her family. I took a transport thinking that I would reach Woodgrove in no time but alas... it was not meant to be. There was a traffic accident involving a double decker bus and a small car. The accident causes all right-turning vehicles to take an alternative route. The bus which I was on was no different. The driver went by Vista Point, Tekong Park, Civic Plaza, Woodlands Stadium, Old Woodlands Interchange, Woodlands Checkpoint, Marsiling Pri Sch, a Church, SAS and finally to Woodgrove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I alighted and dear was there to meet up with me in no time. We shopped at unfairprice for the food and tidbits we needed, oh yeh, I was damn hungry, I can swallow the whole.... wateva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;ps: Always look out for tidbits whose package got a problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;ANYWAY, I better fast forward everthing or else this blog will be like a grandzhenjie story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Went gf's home and we ate Tan Yuan plus other stuffs. Dear still has no idea for X'mas; this is fun. Later, gf went over to my place - - - - while i get changed to go town. Its The Singapore Garden Festival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;-End of part 1-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-413822016035583538?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/413822016035583538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=413822016035583538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/413822016035583538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/413822016035583538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/12/eat-tan-yuan-came-my-home-singapore.html' title='Eat Tan Yuan, came my home, Singapore Garden Festival, Its Dim Sum - Part 1-'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-24643652.post-4563807016925343713</id><published>2006-11-29T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T18:11:49.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my buddha too</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Oh my buddha lah, I am going to be very stress these few days as I got some issues at hand. The issues are so heavy that I cant support them with one hand. I need both hands. Oh my Buddha~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;From 28 nov 2006 to 12 dec 2006, I am on my national service standby, 24hours a day. If the higher authority decides to activate us during this time, I have to report back to camp. The only consolation I have is that my camp is located at Nee Soon Camp, which is consider near when I stay in Woodlands. Heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Next, I have school stuffs to worry about during the one month "half time break" for semester2. CE modules, PPs... Duh and more duhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-4563807016925343713?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/4563807016925343713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=4563807016925343713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/4563807016925343713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/4563807016925343713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-my-buddha-too.html' title='Oh my buddha too'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-116445060931758320</id><published>2006-11-25T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T18:30:09.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On par with a beggar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Sometimes when we see beggars on the street, we ignored them simply by walking pass them or pretend they didt exist, yet sometimes we also take heart and give them money. I had a taste of how it feels like being ignored in the streets yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;So whats the feeling like? Even the stray cats and dogs will fare better than me. At least they get comments like "oh so cute" or "poor thing". The yesterday me cant even be compared with beggars and straying animals. I was treated like I didnt exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;NVM, since I gotten a taste of how it feels like, I want to taste it further. I went to buy a single movie ticket for Happy Feet and for the first time in my life, I went to watch a movie by myself. I did a scanning inside the cinema and it appears I am the only odd ones out. People came in groups, in families, in couples. When the show ended, I simply just hurried off because the awkwardness will come when the cinema lighting came on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Was quite sick yesterday but so many things happened that made me feel even worst today. Both my leg feel so weak now as I must have over exert them while I was playing basketball. Plus skipping lunch doesnt make it better for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Anyway, I want Manchester United to defeat Chelsea, at least this is the only thing that can make me happy. Cant wait till Sunday night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-116445060931758320?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/116445060931758320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=116445060931758320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/116445060931758320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/116445060931758320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/11/on-par-with-beggar.html' title='On par with a beggar'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-116412721687797555</id><published>2006-11-22T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T00:40:21.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death, there's no way you can avoid it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Recently there have been reports about people who died in their sleep. They all are seemingly healthy people. Yet they become history without even the tiniest of warning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;What in the world is going on? Unknown virus? Undiscover medical problem? A curse? The weather turning cold? Their genes? God's will? Conspiracy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;You decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;When your time is up, its up. But to be made dead in sure a manner is not expected by anyone. The person should still have many unfinished business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Maybe we should cherish everyday that we are fortunate to be born humans and be alive. Be glad that the fact you can walk, think, jump, clap, sing, talk... These are many things other species are not able to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Anyone may be the next chosen one to go. I may be the next, of course I dont want that to happen. I am having slight flu and headache. I am going to sleep soon. Tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&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/24643652-116412721687797555?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/116412721687797555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=116412721687797555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/116412721687797555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/116412721687797555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/11/death-theres-no-way-you-can-avoid-it.html' title='Death, there&apos;s no way you can avoid it'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-116256461629913002</id><published>2006-11-03T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T22:38:29.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who define creative?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Creative is a big word, yet it can be small at the same time. When something is deem creative, it, most of the time, is a original work and worth the tab creative. Little kids produced some form of art, simple it may seem to adults, kids think they are creative. Big kids produced art too, but when their work is not good, they are not creative. My queston is, who fits to define creative? Anyone, who produces original work, is creative. No one is fit to say anything bad about their work, nor they should ask the designer to change anything, simply because a piece of "art" is what a person is trying to potray, it is their expression. By asking them to change, you might as well take over the job. I cant find the right phrases to express what i wanna say. Expressing myself in words is something i like to do. Although my english is not powderful enough, i like to engage people to think and challenge their thinking, that is, if i have the mood. There's something totally not related to this blog title that is bugging me... should i or should i not. It seems fate has given me a chance to think properly again. Cmon, I need a miracle phenomenon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-116256461629913002?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/116256461629913002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=116256461629913002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/116256461629913002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/116256461629913002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/11/who-define-creative.html' title='Who define creative?'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-24643652.post-116218761375312531</id><published>2006-10-30T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T14:02:24.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will throw the dice again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;I have returned to the starting point. Never mind. I throw the dice again, i got '5'. My second throw, I got a '6'. I came to the 11th step, it says "Congratulation! You got 2 extra throws!" I finally overcame the jinxed first 6 steps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;I will keep throwing the dice. The dice is a unbiased dice. The game called "LOVE" shall not defeat me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-116218761375312531?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/116218761375312531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=116218761375312531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/116218761375312531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/116218761375312531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-will-throw-dice-again.html' title='I will throw the dice again'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-116186598212047208</id><published>2006-10-26T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:13:37.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok its time to go our separate ways</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;You said you needed time to think it through. In between this period of time, we seem to returned to normal. We joked, we made fun of each other. Yet I can sense the inevitable is coming, I saw it coming. I said I will respect your decision. Now that you decided that we should not carry on, I accept it. Which means we are only friends from now on. Yes, maybe changes is really good. I really thank you for giving me so many chances. I wont regret any single moment I shared with you. Thank you for loving me. So from now on, its time to go our separate ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I played a game called "LOVE", i throw the dice, i got '6', i thought i can advance fast now, but i came to a spot, it says "back to starting point".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-116186598212047208?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/116186598212047208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=116186598212047208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/116186598212047208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/116186598212047208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/10/ok-its-time-to-go-our-separate-ways.html' title='Ok its time to go our separate ways'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-116184603509405366</id><published>2006-10-26T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T15:00:35.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok thats it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Thats it, this time, it really is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-116184603509405366?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/116184603509405366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=116184603509405366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/116184603509405366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/116184603509405366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/10/ok-thats-it.html' title='Ok thats it.'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-116110411189889636</id><published>2006-10-18T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T00:55:11.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The demise of a 23yr old</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;23 years old, not so young and yet, not so old. In short I am caught in the middle (not refering to your usual middle folks).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Yesteryears feels like just weeks and months ago. It feels as though I am still a teenager yet when the reality points to my age 23,  I am force to feel likewise. The number 30 is getting near. Since it felt like yesteryearssince I turned 23, i am pretty sure it would be the same, just as quick before I reach 30. What would I be doing at that time? What would you be doing at that time? Alamok. I wanna stop the clock. Everyone wanna stop the clock, the clock of aging, the DNA clock which you can never stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;So folks, boys and gers, you will become man and woman, and you will become grandpas and grannies, and finally to.... U-KNOW-WHERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I wanna achieve something in life.  Hopefully doing that before reaching 30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-116110411189889636?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/116110411189889636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=116110411189889636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/116110411189889636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/116110411189889636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/10/demise-of-23yr-old.html' title='The demise of a 23yr old'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-116052552954473319</id><published>2006-10-11T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T08:12:09.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Dear, happy birthday ah..~ Hope i gave u a nice surprise~ Alamok i didnt know u dun eat those jam jam thingy man... or else i would haf bought something else. Heehee... i will be uploading the picture u selected. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Take care ya, anything sms or call me lor. Haf a good day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-116052552954473319?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/116052552954473319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=116052552954473319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/116052552954473319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/116052552954473319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-dear.html' title='Happy Birthday Dear'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115966901229409784</id><published>2006-10-01T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T10:20:00.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I didnt expect us to end at all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Dear friends, for those who chance upon my blog, i wish to tell you that my gf has chosen to break with me. I shall not go into details. Yes i am sad, but i think i can do no more. So guys, thank you for the well wishes u gave me. I appreciate it, but i didnt expect it to end at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;To you, love cant be forced, I tried to persuade you, i cant forced you. Thank you for loving me. I want to wait for you, but i know this wait could be in vain, but i will tell myself to have faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115966901229409784?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115966901229409784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115966901229409784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115966901229409784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115966901229409784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-didnt-expect-us-to-end-at-all.html' title='I didnt expect us to end at all'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-24643652.post-115935503487354276</id><published>2006-09-27T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T19:03:54.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tupid and cruel dog. Knn, turn u into hotdog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Today i met mq and he went about doing his werk in his lorry. He got an order from an industrial area and off he went. When we reached the place and drove inside the company, i saw a cute little kitten playing by itself. We proceed to find the customer. After we are done, we drove out and i saw 2 tupid and cruel dogs biting at the poor kitten. Fuck. Fuck the owner. Hell wif the dogs. Argh... Fuck. I wanted to come down save the kitten but mq drove too fast and he was not amused by wat he saw. Argh... can do anything... fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115935503487354276?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115935503487354276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115935503487354276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115935503487354276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115935503487354276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/09/tupid-and-cruel-dog-knn-turn-u-into_27.html' title='Tupid and cruel dog. Knn, turn u into hotdog.'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115855570997142169</id><published>2006-09-18T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T00:02:15.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gigolo wannabes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Causeway Pt, Cinema 5, B5 B6 couple seats. We seems to have couple seats all the time. Haha... Went to watch gigolo wannabes. Initially i thought it was a korean show but its jap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Stories goes like this: snow white and seven dwarfs. In the end, snow white is snow black and seven dwarfs are really dwarfs plus stupid. People who watched know what i mean here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Dear dear finally found time for her mini spring cleaning le. good good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Aiyo, thats all folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115855570997142169?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115855570997142169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115855570997142169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115855570997142169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115855570997142169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/09/gigolo-wannabes.html' title='Gigolo wannabes'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-24643652.post-115821254101270152</id><published>2006-09-14T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T13:42:21.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fan Cai or Cai Fan???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;rack ur kukuz brains and please tell me the correct way of saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;kuku... i know u cant too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;becos kuku me also cant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115821254101270152?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115821254101270152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115821254101270152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115821254101270152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115821254101270152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/09/fan-cai-or-cai-fan.html' title='Fan Cai or Cai Fan???'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115820745221719048</id><published>2006-09-14T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T12:17:32.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why and how humans are smart, are we? - my own version</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I believed, during stone age, man were simply animals. Like other animals, they hunt for food in order to survive.  I figured their brains at that time were already fully developed like the present us. Maybe they did not know how to communicate because no one started it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Oh.. when they finally want to communicate, they have to invent a common language for their tribes. Slowly, dunno how, all kinds of kuku languages were invented. Can I invent a whole new language? huh huh huh??? can I? duh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;So, bloody, we got our own language only humans can understand, eh? So we thin we are the smartest creatures on Earth, right, we are creatures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Smart, tell me what the dog is singing. Maybe you have a superstar dog within its doggy community!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Seriously, can anyone figured out wat's wrong with me when i write this blog? there must be only one reason, i am either sane or sane. Something is wrong eh. WAKAKAKAKAKKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Ok la. Humans are smart. Humans are rid. Humans are tupid. Humans are humans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115820745221719048?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115820745221719048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115820745221719048' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115820745221719048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115820745221719048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/09/why-and-how-humans-are-smart-are-we-my.html' title='Why and how humans are smart, are we? - my own version'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-24643652.post-115813751036256475</id><published>2006-09-13T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T16:51:50.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Published</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2558/1600/Picture(26).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2558/320/Picture%2826%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2558/1600/yr%201%20semester%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2558/320/yr%201%20semester%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115813751036256475?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115813751036256475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115813751036256475' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115813751036256475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115813751036256475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/09/published.html' title='Published'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115804718051201961</id><published>2006-09-12T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T15:46:20.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the first time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;"who are you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;"i cant be bothered"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;"so?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;This is the first time I ever felt so disrespected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I thought i'm meant alot to..., i cant feel it now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115804718051201961?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115804718051201961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115804718051201961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115804718051201961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115804718051201961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/09/for-first-time.html' title='For the first time'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115799041990726325</id><published>2006-09-11T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T00:00:19.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day the World Changed... 911...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Let's backdate to 11 Sepetember 2001, about 8.30pm Singapore time. I was inside my room talking to my ex gf on the phone. Not a while later, she told me she heard from the radio that USA has been attacked by terrorists.  It was until that moment, that I was introduced this symbolic building - World Trade Centre in New York, otherwise known as 'The Big Apple'. These two building had been crashed into by passengers planes hijacked by terrorists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Initially I thought it was a joke and something like that could not happened. I immediatedly put down the phone and switched on my TV. The channel was Channelnewsasia. All of a sudden, nothing  else was broadcasted except this shocking news. When I saw the screen of the burning buildings, people jumping off buildings, repeated images of the 2 planes crashing into WTC, there was a sense of confusion in me. I wonder why would anyone commit this barbaric acts of murder. I am pretty sure nobody expected the two buildings to collapse. Thats why you can see those policemen and firefighters rushing in to save people.  They were truly brave people. I wonder if i am willing to go upstairs if I am one of the firefighters. Thousands managed to escaped before it fall, yet thousands were killed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;There was a clip I saw from Youtube recently featuring Kevin Cosnar. He was one of the victims who perished. He was trapped at about 100th floor, he called 911 for help and he talked with the operator throughout until the moment the building collapse. His ocnversation with the operator was entirely recorded! It was very scary, I could not imagine what happened when I heard his cries "OH GOD!!!" and the line went dead. He must have died a tragic death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Have you ever wondered why the terrorists commit the act on 11 Sept? The US police number was 911 too, coincidence???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Beside this, there was also at least 2 or 3 others planes crashes that were self-destructed at specific targets. The Pentagon was hit, I am not sure of other planes though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Well, Flight 93 (if i rememebered correctly) was hijacked and were targeting the Pentagon. I watched Discovery Channel yesterday and learned that passengers on that flight fought back with the hijackers. There did not give up, they do not want to die just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;They knew they had no hope of surviving, many of them called their friends and familes to say how much they love them, how much they miss them, and sadly,  to say goodbyes too. You know how they fought back? The cooked hot water (to splashed on the faces of the hijackers, forks and knifes as weapons, trolleys to rammed. All these actions ( the shoutings ) were recorded in the blackbox which were later found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Guys, if one day, the same thing happened to you, being hijacked in a plane and you are pretty sure you will die if you did not do something... then I think you guys better do something - fight back! Show no mercy to them! You and your fellow passengers can only help yourself. Nobody else outside the plane can. Really, I mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Haiz...lifes were taken away just like that. They have so many dreams yet to be fulfiled. Life is so... unpredictable. One may just kick the bucket anytime. So guys, do take some time (in fact make time for it) to say love to your special someone, tell them how much you like him or her, tell how much you appreciate that someone, be it your families, friends, or love ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Really, life is short and unpredictable. I wrote this blog entry to take time to think of the 911 events and how it changed the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;0_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115799041990726325?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115799041990726325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115799041990726325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115799041990726325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115799041990726325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/09/day-world-changed-911.html' title='The Day the World Changed... 911...'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115738318884423495</id><published>2006-09-04T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T23:19:49.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comex = IT Pasar Malam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;3rd Sept which is a Sunday, I met up with dear dear.  Dear dear smsed me in the morning to ask me buy century eggs, Straits Times and 'chong'. PEEEeee... I only got 1 out of 3 items correct! I forgot to buy Straits Times as I was rushing, I bought "jiu cai" which resembles 'chong'! What can I say??? OMG. Dear needed all these ingredients for porridege one leh... what am I doing right? Come on everyone smack me bah. None the less, dear dear cooking skills is very good. Her porridege is very tasty and the fried eggs mixed with 'jiu cai' is wonderful too. Yum yum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Next...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;We went to Parkway Parade first to buy the metal soap but were told by the friendly staffs that it was sold out; selling like hot cakes. If we want, we can either place a order or come back next week. I have to say the staffs are very friendly. I only went to the counter to ask where is the metal soap so that I can locate it myself but one guy helped me looked for it. Oh nvm, dear dear and me went next to MOS Burger to eat corn soup and fries and drinks. Dear dear asked me about gals shaking legs. I said its ugly but... I believe most of us are guilty of that too! haha. Once we finished out food, we managed to hail a cab that was about to change shift. The cab uncle opened his window and we shouted "WE WANNA GO EXPO!!" The uncle gladly let us in as he was going to change shift soon, he was going to bedok. He went by ECP and soon we were reaching EXPO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Next...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;We reached the area outside Expo, the cab uncle advised us to alight at the bridge because there was a heavy jam. What can you expect??? Last day of COMEX and there's another 90% discount on clothes and discounts for shoes! Singaporean are very kiasu!!! As we arrived, as we walked inside the building of Expo, I was already pretty much showed how "clean" the place is going to be. I first saw a piece of tissue right outside the toilet. Next as we walked towards hall 4 5 6, there was many rubbish, but, surprisingly, they were not thrown into those rubbish bins which was just nearby!! I was like....WTF MAN!!! IF YOU TELL ME THE RUBBISH BIN IS FULL, I CAN UNDERSTAND, BUT ITS NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Then we finally arrived at COMEX. OMG, rubbish was all over. I told dear dear it was like a "high class pasar malam". Why did I said that? Because its the last day of Comex and those sellers are trying to clear their stocks at very low price. I even saw at least 2 men standing atop their display counter to shout AKA "lay long lay long!!!" OMG it was very squeezy too, too many people were there. I told dear will she grab the wrong hands.... and it kinda happened to me. Someone had grabed my hand and I thought was deardear's... to my surprise, it belong to a auntie!!! Wakakakaak.... We looked all over the place and dear dear was kinda attracted to those speakers on sale. We saw a speaker that was selling at $39, then there was names like EVO 3, 5, 7~ o_O We walked on and on... round and round... looked and looked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Finally we decided that it was enough and we decided to leave Comex. We next went to look at some clothes and shoes. Though it was claimed a warehouse sale... the prices are still expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Later we took mrt back home. It was already about 8.30pm when we finally arrived at dear dear's home... did i get the time correct?? hhaa.... we ate dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Whoa... what a tiring day but it was a great. I enjoyed every moment with dear dear! But jus too bad i didnt bring my camera to take pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115738318884423495?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115738318884423495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115738318884423495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115738318884423495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115738318884423495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/09/comex-it-pasar-malam.html' title='Comex = IT Pasar Malam'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115717550979767372</id><published>2006-09-02T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T13:38:29.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Love is not to forget but to forgive, not to see but to understand, not to hear but to listen, not to let go but to hold on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115717550979767372?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115717550979767372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115717550979767372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115717550979767372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115717550979767372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-24643652.post-115687092403506905</id><published>2006-08-30T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T01:05:15.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna revamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Thinking of making my blog into a combination of thoughts and photoblog. I got a lousy digital cam so i figured it wont take any good definition shots. Anyway, you need to have the talent in photo taking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Special photos are, special. You have to be able to take them when others cant. You have to imagine the angle you need and the distance you need. I think when it comes to photo taking, one cant learn. You can only depend on yourself, your own creativity. I hope I can post some nice pics soon. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115687092403506905?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115687092403506905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115687092403506905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115687092403506905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115687092403506905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-wanna-revamp.html' title='I wanna revamp'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115665197904500594</id><published>2006-08-27T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T12:12:59.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prada Prada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2558/1600/loy%20kee%20chicken%20rice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2558/320/loy%20kee%20chicken%20rice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Went to watched "The Devil wears Prada" with dear dear yesterday. causeway pt cinema 3 seats B17 and B18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Its a show about a ordinary gal who wanna work as a journalist and ended up being in a magazine company and was named the "new emily". She had only wanted a job but soon she became very ambitious in her career. In short, she became a materialistic gal. She broke up with her bf amd pursue her career.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;But she was brought back down to earth when she realise her peers are starting to stay away from her and she was not the usual person before she joined her new company. She soon realised bags, shoes, glamour are only superficial. She truly value friendship more. In the end, she quit her job and returned to be with her ex bf. (I wonder wat will happen if her bf knows she had went to bed with another guy???? hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I was kinda feeling sick inside the cinema, dear dear was caring enough to offer me her jacket and tried her best to keep me warm with her arms. Thanks dear dear~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I was at dear's place earlier in the day and we went to eat Loy Kee chicken rice~~ not bad.. above is the picture of our food, taken by yours truly. o_OV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115665197904500594?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115665197904500594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115665197904500594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115665197904500594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115665197904500594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/08/prada-prada.html' title='Prada Prada'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115543307860536427</id><published>2006-08-13T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T09:37:58.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The season is about to begin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Yesh, the English Premier League is going to start soon and I cant wait for Manchester United to regain their rightful spot - first, champions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I had been supporting Manchester United since I was in secondary 3 and was very proud when they did the treble back in 1999. They won the league title, fa cup and the champions league. I witnessed everything on tv! whoa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Nobody will believe I am a die hard supporter. Whenever I see or heard Manchester United has been knocked out of cup competitions or whenever they lose a match, I will feel kinda upset, really. One good example is when Man Utd is looking for a goal they desperately need but cant, hitting the goal post, narrow miss, offisde given, I will like "ARGH!!!" cmon Man Utd! You can do it!!!" My heart will pound very fast one too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;This time round, I hope Man Utd can win the league. They are one team that cant stand losing. I like their mentality. Whenever I play soccer or basketball, I will have the same mentality. I cannot imagine Manchester United not winning the league after 2 years of looking up to Chelsea. Now the team rest on young shoulders like Rooney, Ronaldo, Rossi and veterans like Giggs, Scholes, Edwin van de sar and Neville to bring back the glory once more. I will support them, always, anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115543307860536427?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115543307860536427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115543307860536427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115543307860536427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115543307860536427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/08/season-is-about-to-begin.html' title='The season is about to begin!'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115492542835887913</id><published>2006-08-07T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T12:41:09.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selected 2 pics taken on my bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2558/1600/for%20blog%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2558/200/for%20blog%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2558/1600/for%20blog%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2558/200/for%20blog%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Bday cake was nice and dear is even nicer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115492542835887913?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115492542835887913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115492542835887913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115492542835887913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115492542835887913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/08/selected-2-pics-taken-on-my-bday.html' title='Selected 2 pics taken on my bday'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115447686137340711</id><published>2006-08-02T07:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T08:06:14.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gal Gal was so playful, thoughtful, creative... Along with my Family Members</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Woot, today is mooooi birthday. Damn it, getting older and older. It was just 7hrs 30mins ago that the day turned 2 august 2006. On the dot, I received my best ever birthday surprise to date. Here how's 1st august 2006 goes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Okay, went to school as per normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;It is when I reached home the surprises began to unfold!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I was very sleepy in school and I can even fall asleep and dreamed while attending a talk by HSA and Chiron Club. I smsed dear about this and she adviced me to sleep after I got home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Which I obediently did. It was 6.30pm at that time. After a brief nap, I woke up at about 9.15pm. I immediatedly called dear on her hp to see whether had she reached home as she normally reaches home at about 8.30pm and would let me know. She called back and said she was sleepy and had gone to sleep, oh well... sleep so early meh... I wished her good night. I got out of my room, went to see what is for dinner. There was none so I just cook a bowl of instant mee. I began to feel very weird. I somehow think something is not quite right. But i never knew what was going to happen next. The way my mother and sister talks baffled me. Their actions baffled me. The place was kept unusually tidy (normally it was a bit messy) I was thinking oh well maybe its just to tidy up the place since my birthday is coming. Then sister said she wanna go downstairs to buy drinks, mother joined in to say she wanna buy too. Very very strange! Because even they do wanna celebrate my birthday, they would usually just order pizza or watever; the effort will be minimal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I continued not to bother about them and just watch my TV and doing my work in my laptop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Time was 11.50pm... I MSN one of my friend telling him I will be sleeping 10minutes later. I also wondered if dear would wake up and smsed me happi birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;12.00am is here...2 August 2006 is here. Mooi birthday~ Sister walked to me, said she saw something in my room, i went to check....WAAAAAAAAAA DEAR DEAR WAS INSIDE MY ROOM!!!! Holding a cake somemore!!! She sang birthday song to me, nice. Wow... she actually collaborated with my mother and sister while I was asleep during that time. It turns out when I called dear, dear was already at my home, inside toilet! I was so stupid!! haha... sister very smart ah... hid the cake well, hid dear dear's shoes well, ALL PRETEND NOTHING HAD HAPPENED AH!! ONLY I WAS IN THE DARK SIA....! Dear dear had been in my sisters's room all this while. From the time she reached ( I guessed at about 9pm) to 12.00am, it was a whole 3 hours inside my sis's room., never even come out drink water or go toilet. Dear u are so nice to me just to give me this pleasant surprise~~ I appreciate your efforts so much. I just cant describe how i felt. Thank u muack. I made a wish, took some photos and we ate the cake. Yum eh... Bengawan Solo cake ( i hoped i didnt spelled wrongly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;After that, I accompany dear back home. Really, dear, you are playful, thoughtful and creative! =] o_OV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115447686137340711?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115447686137340711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115447686137340711' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115447686137340711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115447686137340711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/08/gal-gal-was-so-playful-thoughtful.html' title='Gal Gal was so playful, thoughtful, creative... Along with my Family Members'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115392536517831259</id><published>2006-07-26T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T22:49:25.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does guys have mood swings?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Recently nothing is going right for me. Whether its at home, with friends, girlfriend, I would feel I am getting some kind of "treatment". I dun usually show my feelings but I am really stressed on the inside. It seems nobody can read my mind until they read my blog and asked me about it. I guess I should thank the person who invented blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;So my point is, does the privilege(wrong spelling?) of mood swings only belong exclusively to gals? The hell no. I strongly believe guys have mood swings too BUT WTHOUT that red thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Back to topic... sometime I just hope I can shut myself in my room and sleep. But when I cant sleep, I find things to do...Like what I am doing now---writing a blog entry. Oh shucks...now is th period of hungry ghost... the gates opened and they are free to roam about. There's a catch for this year hungry ghost festival... I heard the gates is opened longer than usual. Does that increase anybody's chance of seeing something paranormal? I am born in August.... July if you consider the lunar calender...dear told me I am have bad luck for as long the gates are still open as my birthday may clashed with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;sian sian sian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Come on...brothers of the other side.... show me what you got...just bring it... I am not scare. Oh well, I might be scare if i do see you...lol....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115392536517831259?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115392536517831259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115392536517831259' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115392536517831259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115392536517831259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/07/does-guys-have-mood-swings.html' title='Does guys have mood swings?'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115323334444678465</id><published>2006-07-18T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T22:35:44.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day I Lost It</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I was totally furious today. Someone in my family made me explode. I had calmed down alot these few years but once awhile I am not able to control my temper when that someonedid things that made me see red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;ZJ would not want such a violent bf. Which gal would? But I hope dear can understand whatis going through my mind that made me do what I did. I believe anyone who lived in my homefor the past 20 years wound have "exploded" the way I did...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;In the past when I fight, I will feel a sense of regret, I would even cry in my room afterthat. Things changed now, I no longer feel any hinge of remorse. I even feel I am right todo that; which is to resort to violence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;No one, absolutely no one will want to hit their family member. I had to do it. I cant think of a better solution. My fingers is shaking as I typed, what does that stand for?&lt;br /&gt;Hungry now....cant think....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115323334444678465?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115323334444678465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115323334444678465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115323334444678465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115323334444678465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/07/day-i-lost-it.html' title='The Day I Lost It'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115303252966318872</id><published>2006-07-16T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T14:48:49.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who would'nt want to be perfect? Captain Jack Sparrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Met up with my dear for a movie session. We watched Pirates of the Carribean at Causewat Pt. Cinema 1 F20,F21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;This movie is about many things which I dont want to elaborate too much because many things happened in it and there is going to a continue to it. I think it will be ready next year. It was nice to watch. I also noted  theres a Banquet just outside the ticket booth which to me, look comparable to Lido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Dear, we talked about self-evaluation at MOS Burger and I know I am not perfect in your eyes. Dear, everyone wants to be perfect right. Perfect in everything. But this world is real, nobody is perfect. Dear, I can only try to be as perfect as I can possibly go. I really wan to be perfect in your eyes as you are the dearest person to me. I promised you I will try my best to be better in every aspect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Dear, if you have something bothering you, you must tell me ok? I will be there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115303252966318872?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115303252966318872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115303252966318872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115303252966318872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115303252966318872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/07/who-wouldnt-want-to-be-perfect-captain.html' title='Who would&apos;nt want to be perfect? Captain Jack Sparrow'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115246167270470265</id><published>2006-07-10T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T00:14:32.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Gathering, Am I Kinda Extra? Ha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Today ZJ invited me over for their family gathering. Apparently it was their first gathering since ZJ's second sister got married. Today they came back to have dinner. But before I go on, I am glad ZJ's able to returned to normal mode after what happened yesterday. It was very very very unusual to see you like that dear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Okay back to the dinner part. Wow... the food was very nice~ Got cheese with wine for dipping whatever you like on the table. There's prawns, french bread, tomato and many more. ZJ prepared a Vietnam style noodle for me, we shared it together. Nice nice nicey~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;After that we watched TV in the living room. Pirates of the Caribean... peeps, i know i spelled wrongly. But who cares. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Saw ZJ at the window when I was waiting for a cab! So funny dear....miss me so fast ah...haha..miss u too now lor...you got flu must take care ah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Woot, tonight will be staying up to watch world cup final between Italy and France~ Finally the moment has come~ I hope France will win this match as I believe Zinedine Zidane truely deserve a good farewell to football. His standard is right up there with Pele and Maradona. He is a living legend~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115246167270470265?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115246167270470265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115246167270470265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115246167270470265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115246167270470265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/07/family-gathering-am-i-kinda-extra-ha.html' title='Family Gathering, Am I Kinda Extra? Ha'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115198198723342239</id><published>2006-07-04T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T10:59:47.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman Returns</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;On Sunday, ZJ and I went to causeway to catch a movie. Superman. As for ZJ, there's 2 superman for her. One is the hero in the movie, the other, none other than yours truly. Muahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Cinema 2 Seats B11 and B12. The movie was about how superman was raised up and how he came to Earth and he seeks answers and help the people on Earth. Theres one part very exciting; the part where he prevents the aeroplane from crashing and help send the spacecraft on its way to space. Nicey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Overall, Superman Returns is nice to watch. Worth it. I only hate the beginning when it screen all the introduction stuffs....like who is the producer, editor, etcetc....takes up quite a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Later I went to ZJ's home and watched a DVD. Its a wedding DVD featuring ZJ's second sister and the guy call....Andrew? Cant remember... ZJ, i hope to.....you someday too~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115198198723342239?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115198198723342239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115198198723342239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115198198723342239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115198198723342239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/07/superman-returns.html' title='Superman Returns'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115181988324718311</id><published>2006-07-02T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T13:58:03.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Thank you, ZJDD, for going all the way to town to buy 2 flesh imp t shirt for me even though you are on mc. You knew I had been eyeing a purple t shirt and you gave me a nice surprise. I really appreciate your effort, i cant describe how i felt that time. I am just feeling kinda happy. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115181988324718311?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115181988324718311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115181988324718311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115181988324718311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115181988324718311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/07/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-24643652.post-115141359992364692</id><published>2006-06-27T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T21:06:39.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>East Coast Chalet at C3 (Saturday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Woot, i went to a chalet on Saturday and it was quite fun. ZJ had asked me to come over at a last minute and I bought nutella, poker cards and some napkins from S&amp;S before i set off for East Coast by a cab. Along the way, the traffiv was kinda jammed. But luckily i still managed to stay calm despite my nerves is going to explode being trapped in a expressway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Anyway, somehow, i managed to reach East Coast Chalet. Quickly got off and head straight to find C3. Not bad eh, its facing the sea. ZJ was there to see whether i am able to find it. Thanks dear. ZJ later brought me inside the chalet and there i met some of her friends. Only a few was there, some had went to buy other stuffs like charcoal etcetc. heard the BBQ was supposed to start at 4pm but obviously it got delayed. I manage to eat some food to fill my almost empty stomach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;TIME PASSED....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Its BBQ time. It seems that every chalet, there will be a "pro" who is good at starting the BBQ pit. Great job, i forgotten your name liao. We peng alot of different variety of food. I tried to stick to ZJ whenever possible. Heh.  We watched TV and played some card games too. The first was placing a stack of cards and placed it on the bottle. We had to blow as little cards as possible as the loser is the one who blew all the cards down wth it. Birthday gal's guy was the most unlucky, getting most of the "punishments". APeach Vodka plus Sprite! NICE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I DO NOT WANT TO EVEN MENTION ABOUT THAT HUMAN SUROUND SOUND. Thanks for the audio, we had a hard time enjoying and sleeping. To think u can sleep for so long and your gf can take it. Do not suffocate. Take care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Morning came and i helped out by clearing away the things. Oh yah, it was raining away and we managed to check out by 11am. We took cab back to Woodlands and i helped them carry the things back to her home. Later ZJ and me meet birthday gal and guy for lunch and we went for a movie. =] Movie name is RV, not bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;ZJ came over to my home after that. Stayed until late late and i accompany her home after that. yeah, 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/24643652-115141359992364692?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115141359992364692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115141359992364692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115141359992364692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115141359992364692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/06/east-coast-chalet-at-c3-saturday.html' title='East Coast Chalet at C3 (Saturday)'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115088518387444663</id><published>2006-06-21T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T18:19:43.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20062006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Yesterday was 20062006, and coincidentally i bought ZJ a ring. But to my dismay, it cant fit. ZJ, dont mind ah... for this is the first time i bought a ring. You made cute sound effect too eh...(ehw ewh...cant go in!) haha that was funny and cute from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah finally get to see ZJ's home for the first time. Only her bro and mama is at home.  It seems her sis's bf was was Northland too. Should meet up 1 day at her place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;O_oV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115088518387444663?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115088518387444663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115088518387444663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115088518387444663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115088518387444663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/06/20062006.html' title='20062006'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115061589077986072</id><published>2006-06-18T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T15:31:30.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First We Watch "Cars", then comes the real thing! A Hong Kong Restaurant in Kovan Area / Heartland Mall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Oh well, the 3 of us, MQ, ZJ and ZJ(me) went to this place to eat in the middle of the night. I must say this place is new to me and ZJ. It was meant to be a 24 hours eating place but the staffs seems wanna pack and go home liao, muahaha. Maybe they changing shifts soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;The food seems nice and up to standard but the waitress and waiters seems to be sleeping for god sake. I ordered a dry wanton mee and they gimme soup-based-mee. THANKS GUYS!!! I also ordered milk tea and you let me wait! THANKS GUYS!!! Overall i may wanna come again provided if they improve on their services, they are too slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Much much earlier, ZJ and I went Sun Plaza to catch a movie call "Cars". Cinema 2 seat O1 and O2, couple seats. Its a animation movie about living cars and how they love the game of racing and carity ( call it humanity if you will ). Lightning Mcqueen is the star of the show. Loud engines, fast car but lack the correct drifting technique when the car loses control. I dont wanna say too much as i think this movie is really worth watching. If you watch liao dun like it, tell me, i pay u full refund.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;ZJ came over to my home to wait for MQ's arrival. It was 2.15am then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I wanna get a purple t shirt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;MQ rented a Mazda 323 automatic and i attempted to drive it. It was quite easier to use compare to driving a manuel control car. I always forget to put down the hand brake!!!! MALU BIG TIME!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Did i managed to hit 120kmh on the expressway? I dunno... MQ said i did, while ZJ dozed off. Forget to walk ZJ up....oops, i am so bad. Sori.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;0_OV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115061589077986072?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115061589077986072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115061589077986072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115061589077986072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115061589077986072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/06/first-we-watch-cars-then-comes-real.html' title='First We Watch &quot;Cars&quot;, then comes the real thing! A Hong Kong Restaurant in Kovan Area / Heartland Mall'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115052092120111265</id><published>2006-06-17T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T13:08:41.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bottle Tree Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Wow, just went there for the second time only yesterday. I could not remember when was the last time i went there. My friends and i went there quite some time back le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Anyway, ZJ and me went there to eat. We hailed a cab and not surprising, the cabby uncle dunno how to bring us there; its simply too ulu. Most people who go there drives a car. You peeps wanna know where is it? Its near Sembawang Park. When you reach Sembawang Road, try to find Andrews Avenue and turn inside. Once in, go straight all the way in... along the way, you wont think a eating place will even exist in this god-know-where place, but it does. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;We ate some nice foods but we had a problem going back, so we book cab, simple as that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Peeps, the food is really nice there, alot of variety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115052092120111265?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115052092120111265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115052092120111265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115052092120111265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115052092120111265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/06/bottle-tree-village.html' title='Bottle Tree Village'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-115029394257774296</id><published>2006-06-14T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T22:05:45.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell Me It Aint So</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I know you are not ready. I know i am probably not the one you waiting for. I know we probably we had too little to talk about. I know you are afraid of trying out with me. I can understand all that. I hope u can tell yourself to try, try daringly, try openly. In this way, i strongly believe things will progress slowly, but surely. I know you also want your freedom as much as you want someone to love. I know you often contradict with what you said, but its ok. Its you, its you that why i dont want to leave you. You asked me why and what i love about you. I dont know how to express in words when you first asked me, but, i will now typed it out with letters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I love you because in my heart, you are a truly special gal. You are a gal of my dreams. I long to care for you all my life and see you be happy everyday. I feel comfortable when i am with you.  I want to do so many things with you. Rightly so, you said we might have little in common, little to talk about, but i am confused myself too. I am confusef whether you will find me too talkative if i talked alot, or, if u find me too quiet if i am too quiet. I know i have to be very very attentive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;You once said i am a possessive person. Yes i want you to have your freedom too, but what if i give u freedom and you think i dont care, when i actually does? Then when i care for u, u may think may think i am possessive.   =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;You told me today that you are considering... is that true? Will u be confused again? I hope not. I hope for the best. I dont want to be just your best friend and one u will remember for life. I want to be the one who is responsible for your hapiness. I will wait for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I really love u, i cant be more sure than this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I know my english is abit "easy" to understand. Sori.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-115029394257774296?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/115029394257774296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=115029394257774296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115029394257774296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/115029394257774296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/06/tell-me-it-aint-so.html' title='Tell Me It Aint So'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114960915584505750</id><published>2006-06-06T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:52:40.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>666 060606 06 june 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Such a rare day, such a number. Say something that is deep in your to someone u care is important as you may not have the chance to say it in 60 or 100 years time. We will be dead by then. I am glad i said it out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;i am glad i remember to have a blog entry on this day, 666. take care peeps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114960915584505750?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114960915584505750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114960915584505750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114960915584505750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114960915584505750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/06/666-060606-06-june-2006.html' title='666 060606 06 june 2006'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114949548611907834</id><published>2006-06-05T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T16:32:18.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Recall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Year 2000, i have my first gf when i was 17 years old. It didnt last long. It lasted for less than 2 months. That ex gf fell in love with another guy citing he has a motorbike while i dont. What a excuse. I really loved you. Why did you do that to me? You are the one who wooed me in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2001, i had my second gf when i was 18 years old. It didnt last long. It lasted for less than 3 months. That ex gf broke up with me citing i am poor. How rich can you get when you are a student? I also loved you so much. Why did you have to do that to me? I know your family is rich, but so what? I took a long time to forget you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2003, i had my third gf when i was 20. It didnt last long. It too lasted for less than 3 months, maybe slightly longer. You broke up with me maybe because you wanted freedom or you have fallen for some other guys, i dont know the real reasons, you never told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2003 to present... i dont have any gf. Yet i have fallen in love with some gals over these time. Yet, stupidly, its only one sided love. Nobody had an eye for me since. I can understand that too; there's nothing good about me. I dunno how long my singlehood going to last... maybe till the day i die? I wish to see you all again, once will do. But it seems impossible. Maybe you all will visit me one day when i am lying in the coffin and you all feel the basic respect to see me one last time? Even if you all visit me that time, i wont know. Its too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i am not comtemplating death, dont worry about that. Thanks aloy and tracy. Thank u two for the concern shown to me. Appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114949548611907834?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114949548611907834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114949548611907834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114949548611907834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114949548611907834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/06/lets-recall.html' title='Lets Recall'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114920603335284976</id><published>2006-06-02T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T07:53:53.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Time at RP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Its friday today, finally. We will be having our 2 weeks holiday and i look forward to it. Some will be slacking around, some will have their IGs, some will work. I belong to the last group. With nothing much in my life, i think i would rather work and past my time away. I dont know how the 2 weeks will go, good or bad, just bring it. Nothing seems to fazes me now after what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114920603335284976?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114920603335284976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114920603335284976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114920603335284976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114920603335284976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/06/half-time-at-rp.html' title='Half Time at RP'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114876138221659087</id><published>2006-05-28T04:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T04:23:02.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left to Die</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;You cruely tore and burn my heart into ashes. You didnt give a damn about my feelings. You went out with him. You did the things i dont like you to do with him. You lead me on. I feel so cheated. I feel so sad. I am nothing to you. I am not someone people will love. I am just someone for you to play around, dumped around and ignore whenever u deem fit. You simply say things for fun, you dont mean what you said, so why bother saying it to me? You seem to give me hope but its false hope really. You dont seem to feel guilty at all and you seem to enjoyed it so much that i am hurt by you. If this is really what you want, i am really disappointed. I had wanted to love you with all my heart but now i dont know. You are already his girlfriend and what can i do about it? There's not a thing i can do about it! I feel sad, so sad, real sad. I dont wish to see you again. You left me with broken, a unamendable heart. Dont blame me if one day you ever regret it. Its your fault in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114876138221659087?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114876138221659087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114876138221659087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114876138221659087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114876138221659087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/05/left-to-die.html' title='Left to Die'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114872365974728435</id><published>2006-05-27T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T17:54:19.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I am lost, it is as simple as that. I question the reason of my existent. Did u questioned your existent too? Now its Saturday and i had nothing to do, its rare. The person i want to meet up with is not free. My friend, Bird, who promised to get back to me after his weekend work did not do so. My friend, MQ, supposedly went out with his other group of friends. There you have it, i am left all alone in this home of mine, blogging away, blogging away to nobody because i know nobody really read my entry. I seem to have things i want to complete but i just couldnt find the right frame of mind to get going. I feel like eating away and stuff myself with food. Hmm, yong tau fu will be nice, i hope someone can accompany me to eat it. I hope next week will be a better week for me and for you (anyone who read my blog). Until then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114872365974728435?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114872365974728435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114872365974728435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114872365974728435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114872365974728435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/05/lost_27.html' title='LOST'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114749168959218882</id><published>2006-05-13T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T11:52:27.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cathay at Handy Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Friday morning, i awoke with a eagerness to watch a movie and i managed to get ZJ to accompany me. We chose The Cathay which is beside PS and i booked for the tickets using phone as their online booking services was kinda down i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;"Bewitching Attraction" is rated R21. This movie is about some people and their lives. I am a bit confused by the plot actually, haha. Our seats is at Level6, theatre 6, E15 and E16. The cinema was very well designed and the seats was very comfortable. The only drawback is that the arm-rest cannot be pushed to the back. The stairs has blue lightings too. It was nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Outside, you can purchase your tickets at ground floor where i saw only 2 counters, then i think level 5 also have counters and oh yah, sells food and other stuffs too. ZJ bought a cup of corncorn. Nice eh, but ZJ complained towards the bottom of her cup, it gets oily and salty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Okay, we finished show and we went to Paradiz Centre to eat. I had yong tau fu and ZJ had tie guo, but we share share eat too la. Guess whats next on the agenda? Muahaha, its K song time! We went KBox on level 2 and we sang till 12.45am. Initially ZJ said she will only listen to me sing, but inthe end she also join in the fun. She was crazy and high!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Ok, then we took a cab back and along CTE SLE, we saw a very lousy driver who keeps stepping on the brake for no reason even though the path is front is totally clear. I turn to look at him as our cab went past him. You know what happen next? That stupid driver followed our cab and even shown his damn high beam at us. KNN WTF... if i am not inside the car, i might just send u to the hospital and letyou stay there for months you CCB. The cab uncle smart eh, he stepped on his brake and made the driver behind to slow down. But the damn CCB KNN F-UP driver use his high beam again. Its this kind of road gangster that lead to accidents. CCB. Dont let me see you again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Sent ZJ back home le, then i went home myself. Sign off....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114749168959218882?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114749168959218882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114749168959218882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114749168959218882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114749168959218882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/05/cathay-at-handy-road_13.html' title='The Cathay at Handy Road'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114740661206002345</id><published>2006-05-12T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T12:05:46.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yong Tau Fu cost $5.20</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Woot, ZJ and i eat YTF and by chance both our bowls cost $5.20. We simply ordered too much, haha. It was very nice to eat though and i managed to down all my food and some of her's. Wanna know where this nice food is? Its a Vista Point level 2 Banquet. You guys wanna eat there just ask me go, i will be glad to go. ZJ said Vista Point is like a food paradise. Haha which i think is quite true. After that, ZJ visited my home. Hee. Stayed until 11.30pm and i accompany her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the taxi ride, ZJ finally realise how close we stay to each other. You are slow gal. Ok, we reach her place and the taxi uncle stopped the fare meter. Opps, big mistake by the uncle, he thought i am going to alight, haha. So the taxi charges was kinda mixed up as he dunno how to continue to continue the fare after pressing stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114740661206002345?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114740661206002345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114740661206002345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114740661206002345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114740661206002345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/05/yong-tau-fu-cost-520.html' title='Yong Tau Fu cost $5.20'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114673879320901125</id><published>2006-05-04T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T18:33:13.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we drifting apart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I haven seen this someone for quite a long time and i wondering if she is avoiding me. I hope i am just thinking too much. Oh yah,  she fallen ill since yesterday and i am glad she took medical leave to rest at home. Hope can meet up and see how she is soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I fallen sick too eh... flu and sore throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Sign off~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114673879320901125?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114673879320901125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114673879320901125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114673879320901125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114673879320901125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/05/are-we-drifting-apart.html' title='Are we drifting apart?'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114650728871343713</id><published>2006-05-02T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T02:14:48.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You stabbed me right in the heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Hugs, hold hands, dancing, laughing, enjoying. Everything you did is not with me. Yet you can say it out to me like i am immune to your actions. I am a human too. If i didnt care about u, i wont even unwillingly pissed you off. Why would i want to piss u for no good reasons right? If i dont care at all, your actions wont bother me a single bit. Now that you said to me "you got no hope", its really a nail in the coffin. I am dead and i cant get out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114650728871343713?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114650728871343713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114650728871343713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114650728871343713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114650728871343713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-stabbed-me-right-in-heart.html' title='You stabbed me right in the heart'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114638383519747251</id><published>2006-04-30T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T15:57:15.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dunno what to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;my words got misinterpreted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114638383519747251?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114638383519747251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114638383519747251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114638383519747251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114638383519747251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-dunno-what-to-say.html' title='I dunno what to say'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114626324900194007</id><published>2006-04-29T06:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T06:34:48.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My two hamster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2558/1600/mao1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2558/320/mao1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2558/1600/mao2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3672/2558/320/mao2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two hamsters joined our family back in mid 2004 and they have been a joy to us. Their name is not official but i like to think of them as MaoMao. One passed away this early morning and the other is struggling to survive. I believe its the food they have taken yesterday because there's no reason why 2 will be dying at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lets take a look at their pics. I am sorry Maomao...  please hang on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114626324900194007?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114626324900194007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114626324900194007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114626324900194007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114626324900194007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-two-hamster.html' title='My two hamster'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114587443149477294</id><published>2006-04-24T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T18:27:11.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Burned</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I was working these two days... saturday start work at 9am plus plus and ends at 8pm. By the time i reach home, i am beat. Same thing on Sunday, start work at 9.30am and ends at 9pm, also dead tired when i reach home. The only consolation i have is i am too busy to wonder about other things that is bothering me these few days. I hope i can work my mind off sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114587443149477294?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114587443149477294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114587443149477294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114587443149477294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114587443149477294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/04/weekend-burned_24.html' title='Weekend Burned'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114561694699261835</id><published>2006-04-21T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T18:56:12.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you had enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;When u eat too much, you feel fulled to the stomach. When you sleep too much, you are wide awake. When you jogged too long a distance, you would slowed down and walk. When you are too angry, you try to calm down. When you had enough of anything, you find ways of doing it right, solving it right, making sure it wont happen again or prolong it from happening. Talking about love, i had enough. But love is like food, when you are hungry, you eat, when you are full, you stop. Its a cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, i am fulled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114561694699261835?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114561694699261835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114561694699261835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114561694699261835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114561694699261835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/04/when-you-had-enough.html' title='When you had enough'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114547045745378435</id><published>2006-04-20T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T02:14:17.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take the Lead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;"Yo man, whats up man?" "Hey, punk" "I need a remix!" "Check this out" "Wait a sec"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;The pulsing rhythm of hip hop meets the elegant sophistication of ballroom dance, an edgy inner-city dance drama that follows the true story of a competitive ballroom dance teacher, Mr Dulaine who leaves the wealth and privilege of New York City’s upper eastside to teach in a gritty, gang-infested high school in one of the city’s poorest neighbourhoods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Its a movie featuring a group of detention kids in school and how they got help from a ballroom dance teacher. Initially, those troubled kids only danced hip hop music, but they slowly and surely begin to like ballroom dance. One punk from the group even come up with the idea of combining hip hop and ballroom dance together. Its a whole new story from then. Parents of these troubled kids were won over by the sincerity of Mr Dulaine. In the ending part, these kids took part in a dance competition and they put up a good show and won over the hearts of all the people present. If you like dancing, if you like american culture, this movie is for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Me and ZJ catch it earlier on. The movie was at 9.55pm and our cinema was number 5, couples seat 9 and 10. It was very nice esp when i can watch it with ZJ. After that, i went with ZJ to woodgrove to have a quick look and accompany ZJ back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114547045745378435?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114547045745378435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114547045745378435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114547045745378435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114547045745378435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/04/take-lead.html' title='Take the Lead'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114544562527344702</id><published>2006-04-19T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T19:20:25.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely Weekend is almost here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;This coming weekend will be quite boring as ZJ is going away to bangkok for her tour. will only return on late sunday or early monday bah? i am not very sure. All i know this weekend will be boring. What will i miss? Her smses, her smile, her voice, her concern, her playfulness, her everything. Hope u fast fast come back (oops, singlish). But u must enjoy your trip. I think this blog entry is only meant for you to read? Muahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114544562527344702?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114544562527344702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114544562527344702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114544562527344702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114544562527344702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/04/lonely-weekend-is-almost-here.html' title='Lonely Weekend is almost here'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114519566044783442</id><published>2006-04-16T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T21:59:06.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Tomorrow Never Comes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I want to borrow a nice lyrics from a nice song and say to someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;"If tomorrow never come, i want to tell you how much i love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Even though i mean nothing to you. Its ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114519566044783442?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114519566044783442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114519566044783442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114519566044783442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114519566044783442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/04/if-tomorrow-never-comes.html' title='If Tomorrow Never Comes'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114513804004713940</id><published>2006-04-16T05:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T10:57:09.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;14th and 15th April 2006 is really a nice day for me. I went for a movie with ZJ and we catched The Art of Seduction at causeway pt. Our cinema is number 7, seat G 7 and 8, right in the middle of the screen man, nice one ZJ! The movie was a korean film. Somehow or another, i dont really know why the lead male and female actors keep resorting to cheating people (maybe i was busy eating my nuggets an fries that i cant pay attention, muahaha). The female lead actress was a crazy case, but she is pretty and funny. The lead guy look fit on the outside but his body mucles sucks to the core, really. Anyway, everyone in the cinema laughed none stop, so you know whether the movie is worth watching. Oh the movie starts at 9.50pm. Not a bad time on friday night and a long weekend for many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;After the show, i walked ZJ back to her home. Oh well, some things are better kept secrets. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;And look at the freaking time i am writing this blog entry.... now is already 5.49am on Sunday and i am still awake, oh well, i slept earlier on. Talked earlier on too but the phone went dead. Oops. Well thats all for now, back to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Good Friday marks the resurrection of Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114513804004713940?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114513804004713940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114513804004713940' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114513804004713940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114513804004713940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-good-friday.html' title='What a Good Friday'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-24643652.post-114477933749272300</id><published>2006-04-12T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T02:15:37.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return of Bonkers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Mr Notebook, if you haven realised something, you pissed me time and time again. Dont ever try anything funny on me or you will f**cking die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my music files, messenger, my "JIE" jpeg, among other things....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: dont test my patience, Mr Notebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114477933749272300?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114477933749272300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114477933749272300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114477933749272300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114477933749272300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/04/return-of-bonkers.html' title='The Return of Bonkers'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114461102244875930</id><published>2006-04-10T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T03:30:22.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Certificate of Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;People doing manuel work usually wont catch my attention until i tried it out myself. There are people with little education and they can work better than someone with a cert. There are people with little education who can earn more than someone with cert too. Finally, there are many things not taught in class. You need to try it hands-on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Experience as a whole is very important. It doesnt matter whether its relationships, work, general experience; we need them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;From talking to people from the older generation, i have come to realise people nowadays are living in a comfort zone. Whereas people from the founding generations find all sorts of ways to build up their wealth and in the process gaining valuable knowledge and experience. These are not taught in school. For our generation, for a change, we should incorporate our educational knowledge and the founding generations' spirit to niche a better future. If you can apply what you learnt in school to your work, if you can gain more work experience, the result will be encouraging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114461102244875930?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114461102244875930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114461102244875930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114461102244875930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114461102244875930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/04/certificate-of-experience.html' title='Certificate of Experience'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114440003536847396</id><published>2006-04-07T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T16:53:55.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonkers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I am going bonkers. I really am. Nobody knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114440003536847396?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114440003536847396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114440003536847396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114440003536847396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114440003536847396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/04/bonkers.html' title='Bonkers'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114430162908120563</id><published>2006-04-06T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T13:35:20.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unwanted Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I adjusted my alarm clock to 2.30am before i went to sleep, hoping to catch a football match between old lady &amp;amp; gunners. To my dismay, i didnt hear the alarm and by the time i wake up, i can hear noises made by those workers doing painting eeked into my ears, it was about 9.15am. Kinda felt peace after knowing the match ended nil nil. Which means no goals were scored. But i still wanna watch T.Henry play althought i am red devils fan through and through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Speaking of the red devils, i really think the league champions will be decided in the final game. I hope the blues will lose form going into the run-in. They still have opponents who is aiming for a european elite league berth. So a blues' collaspe is really on the cards. United only has some minnows to deal with. Go for it man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Guess it about time to post Part 2 of The Things I Hate. Gonna gather some thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114430162908120563?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114430162908120563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114430162908120563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114430162908120563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114430162908120563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/04/unwanted-sleep.html' title='Unwanted Sleep'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114421901300679103</id><published>2006-04-05T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T14:39:52.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Yap and Mr Yeo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I was recommended this two driving instructors by my friend, MQ. After i got my driving licence, naturally i wanted to recommend my friends to them. Bernard AKA Bird, was introduced to them by me. In the first place, I think Bird kinda doubted my ex instructors. Ha Ha... That was until Bird tasted the teaching power of Mr Yap! Mr Yap don't give a damn whether you are a male or female, big shot or small fry... he will F you if make mistake. Getting scolded is good because you will learn, when u learn, it also mean u require lesser lessons, it means u will spend lesser money too. When u get scolded, the mistakes u made are immediatedly knocked out of your head. I passed my driving test last year. My friend Bird shall do it this month, 28th April 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114421901300679103?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114421901300679103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114421901300679103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114421901300679103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114421901300679103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/04/mr-yap-and-mr-yeo.html' title='Mr Yap and Mr Yeo'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114405158365290835</id><published>2006-04-03T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T16:09:12.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humans Lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;We live in a fast paced Singapore where many things are improving all the time. Inevitedly, there will be people who cant follow the pace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;From the transition of a teenager to an adult, from being a student to joining the workforce, its changes. From that moment on, they will start to earn their first of many paychecks. Some will advance in their careers, some will stuck right there. As they aged, they might already have a substantial amount of savings prepared for their retirement. They start a family and have kids. Everyone seems to be doing the same thing over and over again in Singapore. Is that how life should be? We know we dont have a choice. The money is a factor. Generation continuety is a factor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;It seems we are brought to this world to worry about survival. Once you are dead, your story ends. So, take it easy in life... learn to appreciate all the little things around you. When you are stressed out, sing to yourself. Have a calm mind. Everything will fall into places one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;ps: i don't know what i am writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114405158365290835?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114405158365290835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114405158365290835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114405158365290835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114405158365290835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/04/humans-lives.html' title='Humans Lives'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114391073679611877</id><published>2006-04-02T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:58:56.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday's Team is Full</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;As the topic suggest, i am out of this Sunday's mini league team. Nick told me the team has too many people. I guess they dont know what they missing! muahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Yunyang's birthday falls on April Fools Day. Happy birthday eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Sunday gonna rot like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Hope my sister quickly go back change my shirt. The size too big. Or i am too small. Muahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114391073679611877?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114391073679611877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114391073679611877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114391073679611877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114391073679611877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/04/sundays-team-is-full.html' title='Sunday&apos;s Team is Full'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114373643367893790</id><published>2006-03-31T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T00:33:53.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Painful Wound</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I cut my thumb while at work and it bleed quite alot. Pain pain. When the clot was formed, i break it again! Pain pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I received the progress package too. heehee. free money for us. who wouldnt take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Tomorrow gonna work liao. But after reading my porn buddy's blog, i agree we must have a balance in everything we do. A time for everything! Yeah i even found time to blog too ya! Cheers to a balance in everything! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Last but no least....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;My thumb painpain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114373643367893790?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114373643367893790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114373643367893790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114373643367893790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114373643367893790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/03/painful-wound.html' title='A Painful Wound'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114361351174870013</id><published>2006-03-29T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T16:57:11.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Awhile I Thought it was April's Fools Joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;"I wanna make love to you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;For a while i thought today was 1st april when u said that! :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Joking is fine with me. Muahaha. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Another thing happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;I was offered a chance to study after initially being rejected. They offer me my first choice course too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;"After our second round of reviewing, we decided to offer you a place and a course you wanted" says the caller. I thought its another joke on me too. Let me get a further confirmation before i start to happy. I think maybe they just wanted the money more than they wanted the student. Muahaha, but i will take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;ps: even ex-convicts get second chance. so, i thought i should be given a 2nd chance too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114361351174870013?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114361351174870013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114361351174870013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114361351174870013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114361351174870013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/03/for-awhile-i-thought-it-was-aprils.html' title='For Awhile I Thought it was April&apos;s Fools Joke'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114351745567048235</id><published>2006-03-28T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T11:44:15.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Sunday League</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Nick, my polytechinic friend, has asked me to join his team this Sunday for a mini football league match! I mean wow, its a damn league! Although i am new to the team, hopefully i can contribute and score a few goals if possible! I am playing for the three points, that's for sure. The location is at Bishan. Anyone who don't know where is Bishan, i will tell you now. Its a neighbourhood in central Singapore with a famous school. That school is Raffles Instituition. Bishan also has (or have? sorry poor grammer) a shopping centre. Its just a nice place to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;I wonder how many teams will be in our mini league...will they be very skilled? Personally i don't think so!!!! WHY? Because it's a damn mini league. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;I will post result of my team performance here soon. Keep a look out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114351745567048235?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114351745567048235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114351745567048235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114351745567048235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114351745567048235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/03/mini-sunday-league.html' title='Mini Sunday League'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114345439962707516</id><published>2006-03-27T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T13:50:06.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Teacher at Yangtse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;25th March 2006 Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Now that's what i call RA and not R21. Seat T6 and T7. Went again with ZJ. Porn buddy... what to do... =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114345439962707516?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114345439962707516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114345439962707516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114345439962707516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114345439962707516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/03/school-teacher-at-yangtse.html' title='School Teacher at Yangtse'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-24643652.post-114318784780304261</id><published>2006-03-24T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T17:25:31.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girl and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;20th March 2006 Monday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refer to &lt;a href="http://www.initialjie.modblog.com"&gt;www.initialjie.modblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with ZJ for movie. my girl and i. alamak, we missed a bit of the show but nonetheless it was nice to watch. the final day of screening was on wednesday or thursday so have to catch it fast since its only available at cathay cinemas. i guess trip to cineleisure or shaw hse will have to wait. i took seat B9 and ZJ took B10. the movie was about 2 highschool love birds who fall in love with each other. the female was an attractive looking student while the guy was a nerdy and funny guy. they went through many happy and sad moments. it was known later that the gal had leukemia (wrong spelling right.... o_O) and the guy fights to accomplish her last wishes of going back to the holiday island. few years later the gal recovered and its a happy ending. goody show.walked ZJ back.saw an accident scene very near my home. a car was badly dented by a taxi. i think the driver of the car is probably dead judging from the extent of the damage while only the front of the taxi was damaged. nicholas flashed in my mind. we will join you soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114318784780304261?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114318784780304261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114318784780304261' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114318784780304261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114318784780304261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-girl-and-i.html' title='My Girl and I'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114318772715754068</id><published>2006-03-24T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T17:26:10.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things i hate PART 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;21th March 2006 Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;refer to www.initialjie.modblog.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;People who sms "dont sms me now, i am busy" when the only thing i want is a "yes" or "no". stupid right??? can waste time typing out those meaningless words, yet chose not to reply me straightaway.commuters who block people at the entrance from exiting the mrt train as if they will fucking die if they cant get a seat.commuters who pushed just to squeeze into the crowded train. cmon, its actions like this that causes stampede to happen. wake up your idea if you are one.people who walk slowly, esp, in a rush area.people who dont make themselves clear.Its all about basic courtesy, common sense, alertness, consideration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114318772715754068?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114318772715754068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114318772715754068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114318772715754068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114318772715754068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/03/things-i-hate-part-1.html' title='Things i hate PART 1'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-24643652.post-114318759920805817</id><published>2006-03-24T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T16:06:39.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lust for Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;18 march 2006 7.30pm Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;refer back to &lt;a href="http://www.initialjie.modblog.com"&gt;www.initialjie.modblog.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;meet ZJ. She very nice wor. Boarded taxi to pearl centre for yangtse cinema. When we reach there, we were quite malu considering this is our first time visiting such place. ZJ is kua zhang; brought along newspaper for fearing the dirty cinema seats! I managed to take some pics. It was cinema 2, seat M10 and M11. I took M10. hehe. The show was not what we expected, so kinda think we wasted $17. The show was about a female cop being duped into a bogus female detention barrack and how they finally managed to escape. I must say the whole acting thing is quite lame... the conversation and fighting part were classic. I wonder i was there to watch porn or watch a joke...haha! ZJ laugh so much inside the cinema, I think alot of ah pek very disappointed. hee. but overall, ok lah, i like the experienced of going to a rated cinema.On the way back in mrt, stunned when ZJ offered me her ipod earpiece and we listened to Jay Chou's songs. nicenice. ZJ is a goody person. Look forward to next outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114318759920805817?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114318759920805817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114318759920805817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114318759920805817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114318759920805817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/03/lust-for-freedom.html' title='Lust for Freedom'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114318747682094993</id><published>2006-03-24T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T16:04:36.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch movie on saturday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;17th March 2006 Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;refer to &lt;a href="http://www.initialjie.modblog.com"&gt;www.initialjie.modblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;New to blog -_-. today might get to see movies with ZJ my namesake. muahaha. My friend, Jason, actually look like a malay according to other people! so funny. He is pure chinese lor. Then when i am outside with him, people tried to speak to him in english and me in chinese. And already two times we got asked "which country are u both from?" xiexie leh jason, now people mistaken me for not being a singaporean, thanks to you. muahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114318747682094993?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114318747682094993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114318747682094993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114318747682094993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114318747682094993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/03/watch-movie-on-saturday.html' title='Watch movie on saturday?'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-24643652.post-114318552956693130</id><published>2006-03-24T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T15:32:09.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Takes Two to Clap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;I saw one of my msn friend putting a personal message that is very real to me. She wrote in chinese but i shall convert it to english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;"The furthest distance between two person is not life and death, but i am right here before you, yet you don't know i love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;For those who are also single,  i hope u can find the other hand that matches yours to produce a loud clap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;it really takes two to clap......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114318552956693130?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114318552956693130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114318552956693130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114318552956693130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114318552956693130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/03/it-takes-two-to-clap.html' title='It Takes Two to Clap'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24643652.post-114318207104437931</id><published>2006-03-24T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T15:27:18.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Jeans First Entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello everyone, i am a new blogger in singapore. As you probably have heard, singapore is a multi racial country. We have special traits that no other countries has. the way we speak, the way we write our smses are unique. Mandarin, malay, tamil and english are often mixed together in conversations.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So my point is simple, either you have to be a singaporean to understand what i am writing, or get a singaporean friend to explain to you what i am writing. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;From time to time, i will be posting up my thoughts in here.... onejeans.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24643652-114318207104437931?l=onejeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/114318207104437931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24643652&amp;postID=114318207104437931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114318207104437931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24643652/posts/default/114318207104437931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onejeans.blogspot.com/2006/03/one-jeans-first-entry.html' title='One Jeans First Entry'/><author><name>one jeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05689976461920045243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
