<?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-8860016</id><updated>2011-12-14T11:55:08.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>antrence</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-7962851319284437877</id><published>2009-01-24T09:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T10:52:31.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things in life</title><content type='html'>it been a long long time i start to blog down my thoughts again..&lt;br /&gt;recently i make alot big decisions. some i will consider good. some i will say not good, but well what to do already decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if i have achieved much till now but i guess i am between the average good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends who care understand that i have commit myself to quite a few items.&lt;br /&gt;first HDB, second Car, but i guess thats what most people wish to have.&lt;br /&gt;a home of thier own, a drive for thier life. &lt;br /&gt;Many agrees that getting a hdb house now is a good time, good investment i will say but not for a car cause it is really wasting money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my own reasons and well i really consider alot before i decided to purchase it so it is already been brought let me take the responsible to take care of it.&lt;br /&gt;if i cant make it through and have a harder time. i will give up lost the most 20k and restart everything again. i will take it as a lesson learn. i will also take this chance to understand for the next 5 to 7 years if it is really worth owning 1 ride. i guess most people says once u start driving u wont stop.. i guess so to for my case. i took taxi for granted last time in my previous work which i can claims most of the transport, then i end up having the habit to take such rides. cost i spend on taxi could be higher that what i normal estimate. one thing i hate about is to be late for my work. but i just cant get my lazy bone out of my bed at that time. &lt;br /&gt;Dislike the feeling that im taking up spaces in trains in the morning ( i am fat...) then i need to be like so tense up early in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saving is one issues i drain up my savings for the car, pocket will be tight and i am like spending quite alot on others things. i need save for my future also..i dont want to be irresponsible too, i shall try hard to save again after the new year. hope i can reach my target soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just like to take care of things that i love, so i certianly will try my best to protect it, i know i am those rough type haha so my things spoilt easily but well i still keep it with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt more about myself recently after i make certian decision. i learned that at times i must be assertive to things i says. i cant just say and say and dont let my words comes true. its makes no sense except i am bullshiting. things are at times hard to control i know some like showing off, but i also learn that if i dont know about the things i rather not commit to it and say i know, say the most i go and find out more about it and get back when i have the correct answers to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is no room for arguements with people when they are strong headed also. it only get things sour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in life we must mutually respect each other, cannot jump into conclusion without knowing the details, and should always, things dont always goes your way and what u want, learn to accept the facts of life and see how we can make that as your better for you in which to resolve things not to make things worst.&lt;br /&gt;i see people are easy to forgetting thier basic happiness and start to go into agruement, lets be more sensitable so that it makes things controllable.&lt;br /&gt;If one person is unhappy about sometimes if they dont voice out, people may not know, and still keep hitting the same spots and make people more upset.. this are some things i keep hearing from people. &lt;br /&gt;the right way i guess is to share out the concern and let the person know your issues, must be more direct dont go around and around thinking that by saying straight may hurt them.&lt;br /&gt;Next for the person who is listening, learn to put yourself in that person postion understand the problems she is facing in her own shoes and respect that she have made that decision. if u can support it, if you cant let the person choose her own decison, i mean why control others life when you yourself cant determine your own right? of course we want the best to our friends and love one too but when the person is strong headed. it is really no point. and never add salt to wound when maybe cant be undone, ones should try to encourage the person to carry on since it is already done. never say things like see see i told u so, you should have listen to me at the first place. so what if the person have listen to you, things may not be turning out of what u expects too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been in a charity organisation, i see people giving unconditionally but also there is some bad one who takes unconditionally also.. i respects those who give more they can afford to help people who is less fortunate. for me, i know myself, as much as i can give to people, i will my best to help but not in eat into things i cant afford. Everyone have thier own reasons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i am very happy of what i am and having now. i still consider myself lucky thru out in my current life, i just hope more good things will come to me, but i also understand i cant be too greedy too. and hope i remember what i have written down to advise myself when i need it when troubles comes and try to follow as close to it... at least maybe that time i will not make the mistakes take i list out i should have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year means new life ahead, know it is a tough time but well look at the bright side, at least u are still breathing, u are still kicking, u have lovely friends who drinks talk and love you, you have loves one who give thier love unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUM I LOVE YOU, DAD I LOVE YOU, you are the best parents i ever have in my life. I understand i can done what you have done to me. I am in good fortune to be love by both of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KOR I LOVE YOU, you are my guide to my life. i know it is good that u be there somehow when i need someone, i know it is hard when you have your family and you are always strong headed too, you are like the big boss man. your brother will do you proud need not worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUI MA i love you but i know i give you lesser love then i should have to but i really at my limits. your love is also unconditionally. I am like always in debt to you hope that you have good health all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai Ling i love you, i find my heart sinks with yours when you are upset. filled with joy when you smile,i wish to be there no matter where in your future where we share more joy and laugher, i wish i can take up all your burdens, i know you need a man who can give you security, and give you space when you want it. i will try my best and be my best to you. I cant promise you anything yet, but i can promise you i will not be the one who add in to your burden in anyway. if i have issues i will share with you but will sort it out myself. i will love you and be there, even i can only stand there and stare blank like the dumbest person. I will think of ways on the good way to provide you with comfort. we will works things out one by one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE my friends who love me you know who you are. cause u must love me to find me loving u back mah? haha&lt;br /&gt;one more year i will be one more year responsible. i be there also if you need me but dont get me into trouble lah. thanks for all the good friendship i have all this years. I never should deserves such great people to be so kind to me sharing all their happy and unhappy things with me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WISH ALL HAPPY NEW YEAR 2009!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-7962851319284437877?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/7962851319284437877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=7962851319284437877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/7962851319284437877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/7962851319284437877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-in-life.html' title='things in life'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-6881743720010527256</id><published>2008-07-18T17:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:04:30.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dear's Grad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yC2BMaJDBdw/SIBhLlkC0xI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Q3ZBX9S1u_A/s1600-h/1_421479122l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yC2BMaJDBdw/SIBhLlkC0xI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Q3ZBX9S1u_A/s320/1_421479122l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224282419439522578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yC2BMaJDBdw/SIBhApq1GFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/afZu9qGD13E/s1600-h/1_320160705l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yC2BMaJDBdw/SIBhApq1GFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/afZu9qGD13E/s320/1_320160705l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224282231563163730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so proud of her... dont know how to describe this feeling.. i am really proud of her.. but i do wonder what i have done so far to make her proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work hard ba anthony&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-6881743720010527256?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/6881743720010527256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=6881743720010527256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/6881743720010527256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/6881743720010527256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-dears-grad.html' title='My Dear&apos;s Grad'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_yC2BMaJDBdw/SIBhLlkC0xI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Q3ZBX9S1u_A/s72-c/1_421479122l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-1032377306121403960</id><published>2008-05-11T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T23:25:58.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how i know my love</title><content type='html'>Dairy for my dear&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 1&lt;br /&gt;She's new and just join this company teletech. During her training, she was the only girl in her batch, at first, she wasn't eye catching till I saw her smile and how she manage to adapt with her new batch. I was thinking she seem quite a nice lady by then. There weren't many chances to get to know her when you work in a helpdesk environment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she first hit the desk, I think it was her first week or two, I seem to have the same working timing, but didn't think of knowing her still. The first two days when we knock off, we took the same lift, however she will put on her mp3 player headpiece, and into her own world and look away, we spoke nothing at all. I didn't know how to start a conversation with her too. Maybe she's just shy or maybe she's not interested in talking to me at all. We walked our own way to the train station turning left and right, we parted like strangers. I doubt she even ever notices me. After that, we have the same off days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't actually planning to know her, it all happen, when my sup actually plan the same lunch hour and bum to her at the food court alone having her lunch. So I decided to go forward and say hi to her, saying may I join you. She was sweet enough to offer me the sit. That's how we begin to know each other. Started off by asking her name and has she adjusted to the environment already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was purely trying get to know her more as a colleague and that time I was struggling to get new job or extending my contact, I was not able to get a new job and actually extended a month, maybe it's fate that actually bring two strangers together and become friends. It was whenever we work, we seem to be sitting opposite each other, more or less our own favorite sit. It was then I started to take notice of her, I will steal a few glance at her without her notices, else will just try to cover up by disturbing with the rest of the colleagues. I guess she was thinking that this guy to be crazy taking camera to snap others and also sit on the table to do work. There she is, and here I'm, will love ever sparks between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued:&lt;br /&gt;When 2 hearts meets&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things just come unexpectedly, and I actually got a new job and I must leave this job, actually was quite upset to leave this place, people at my age are all quite fun loving and easy going. Well sometimes, we just need to carry on to dream and find our own career and future ahead to know what is good for me. But, some how, I feel unbearable here. Maybe it could be her, I'm unsure about it myself. I manage to come out with asking her for a movie knowing that she likes to watch movie. It was considered a date after I leave for the new job first week, I thought of having this chances to know her better. But she wasn't able to make it when the day come closer, she fell sick, fever and also her mum hurt herself so she needs to take care of her, but during that week, I was also stress out with new job and adapting to it. Many sleepless nights, I have company to talk on the phone; it's been sometimes since I have a strange feeling for someone. The feeling is just different; it's comfortable and warm. I start to think if I have fallen for her, I need some type of feelings before my heart is able to tell me what to do. I'm not those that will just go to anyone that's appears to me, I know I may sound foolish but that's just the very me. I need that kind of guts, and many a time I give up cause I think I'm not worth of yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely I really feel different towards her, I try to be nice to her to test how much I can give for her, for the first date, I realizes she can be more than I can hope for. Someone who so different yet I know she's might just be the one. Many times I worried that I might over do to scare her off but everything seems so naturally and she seems comfortable, with me too. It was our first date, weird but beautiful, I just can't control myself not to find out what type of feeling is this. It was 120605. A beautiful friendship that might change to something else that we wont know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be just a simple cartoon movie in the beginning, while I told her I looking for a present for my brother, but not manage to find one. We end up walking around, somehow or rather I feel that I should get her something and saw a nice bouquet of pink lilies, and decided to get for her as surprise, she seem to be in total surprise for what I get for her, next was a dinner that I hope to bring her to. Even, myself I never have a chance to bring someone there and when we were at colors by the bay at al dente everything was quite weird, I even brought to the wrong floor but still was wonderful experience with her. After dinner, we took a slow walk to one Fullerton, playing with my camera and also have a good chat, knowing each other better. It actually quite strange that she actually willing walk round aimlessly, from Fullerton to boat quey. &lt;br /&gt;Many times that day, I wanted to move closer to her and I wish that she will come closer, move nearer to me however I worried that I will frightened her off, but she seem comfortable. The last location we stop was MacDonald at boat quay, drinking lemon lime till around ten plus then it was a long walk to the bus stop to her bus. Well, that very moment, I know I must send her home, on the long bus ride, we carry on to talk to share and moment of quietness. She even falls asleep. Keep seeing her swinging left to right, I wanted so much she can rest on my shoulder or at least bring her closer to me. But I didn't cause I worried that she might be scare off by me. I was glad that I was able to send her home to her door. I'm quite certain that this girl is someone I may share my love with. Some how or rather I find a second chance to make an excuse to see her by going back company to fax my time sheet, the actual reason is indeed to catch for a dinner. I was lost during that week when I like trying very hard to catch her attention but she will find some way to act blur. And after doing all the stupid hint, I decide to drop her a stupid mail to tell her that I 'm interested in her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday I get her to help me find a new hp cause intend to change phone, but I can't decide on what pda phone I want. It is like so hard to choose from o2 mini or hp blackberry or just Syrian phones, however she is willing to search with me from bugis to suntec even at the end I didn't buy any phone. I'm puzzled why would she actually willing to company this way. After that, I treat her for our second movie 'ghost train' at Shaw telling her I'm scare of horror movie. Ha but I doubt she believe me but that was really enjoyable, I even try to hint her and reach out my hand before we go into the cinema when she comes out from the toilet saying something like 'come dear lets go in to scare ourselves' but I guess she didn't notice it at all. Well, I guess it not that easy anyway. The movie went well tried many times to get closer to her but I guess the feelings not right yet. But I'm glad that she is willing to spend that time with me, on the trip back to her place I guess she is wore out by me watching her falling asleep beside me I was wondering what should I do, many a time I wanted to put my arms around her lend her a shoulder to rest on, however, I'm really worried that she might not be use to this. I also wish that we can really start of naturally without telling her or she can show some hint to me guess she just too tired she needs to work too tomorrow. Anyway, she accepts another date with me tomorrow, which I suppose to bring her to a nice place to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was June 18th 2005, I was planning to prepare dinner for her and bring her over to East Coast Park to have dinner, but beforehand I went over to tampines to get ingredients for cooking and also my phone as I have decided on this. When I was getting my phone, she send over a sms that nearly disappoints me, she told me that's she is rather tired due to work and wish to change to another day for meet up for my surprise. I have to tell her that I actually preparing dinner for her and agrees to meet me after work. I was relief to hear that. Guess she been force out by me. As I proceed to prepare the food that I wish to share with her. It's really different feeling since this the girl u really likes and feeling for. It was prepared within an hour; I was like rushing for time cause I wish not to get the food to turn cold. I rushed down on a cab cause I worried that she might be angry if I'm late and I patiently await for her at B1 in Singapore post centre. It was like somehow the longest time for the day, she comes down shortly after I arrived, she give a smile that I guess it worth every efforts that I'm doing for her. I don't want her to tired out and we took a cab to east coast. Actually I really don't know what else to do. And certainly there is a slight traffic jam on the expressway that day as the taxi driver alights us at the junction when both of us dangerously walk by the side of the road to the beach area. That moment I really worry, that this might be a little dangerous for her even though she is following behind me, as I constantly turn back to look at her. I really wish to protect this girl now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walk down the beach, I can't remember what topics we are saying and we are not too sure where to find a place to eat our food. But as we walk down we manage to find a place where we can comfortable sit down to have our food. It was quite fun just to unpack the food and show it to her. Her little puzzled smile and my craps even though don't really seem to match but I guess she is able to correspond to my action. I'm really not too sure what she was feeling at the moment, I really hope that this will touch her somehow, cause till that moment I'm not too sure how she feels for me but yet I know she does like my way of pampering her. I just keep asking her to try this and that and say 'hmm this meal is quite good right? We have rice, vegetables, fish and chicken.' Which I know is very lame and constantly asking her if she like the taste of the food I prepared or how does it taste is it too salty or she don't like this way of cooking. But her responses seem to be contented enough for me to feel so happy doing all this for her. We even joke about the people who are trying to setup the barbeque pit near us. Saying by the time we finish our food they have yet started the fire. &lt;br /&gt;It was like just another precious moment just the two of us in our own world. We even took a few pictures, which were simply lovely, this Saturday evening. After we have finish our meals, we sort of pack up even thought we didn't manage to finish the food I could feel that she tries to finish up as much as possible in order not to waste my effort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we walk to MacDonald to get ourselves a drink that again is lemon lime, which was her treat. I also take out my phone which I told her I haven't even have the chance to play with it or even look at it since I come out we start playing with the phone and take some pictures with it. There was this moment when we took one picture, which ended as a video clip as we set on the wrong settings, we just hold there like two dumb people starting at the phone. But it was certainly fun. I really wanted to hold close to her that moment but still I really don't know how to react. I saw the time was quite late and it was about time to send her home. We are not too sure about the way back and I told her lets go to the bus stop nearby and see if there are any buses, which we can take to go the Chua Chu Kang. Which she's agrees on. She seems to trust me that I will bring her back safely and allow me to make the decision. I told myself I need a long quiet bus ride so I can keep her company as much as I can. We decided on 197 which will bring us to Jurong East, when we got to the back of the bus, it was like just me and her. I got the strong urge to tell her about her feelings and find out about hers too cause it's like I really don't know why even after so much of things I have done she yet show signs that is like to let me move on. Is she rejecting or is she giving me a chance to react. It is really a very long time since I have the feelings that liking someone like this which I'm completely losing this battle if I delay some more, but I really don't know what should I say or do to make her understand my feelings, I know I'm not prepared at all also. I'm so lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a quiet moment when we are in the bus cause I really don't know what to say and she is also behaving very quietly. I don't know what I was doing or how I have that courage again to confess to her my feelings. I'm started to mumbles my words, and for her, she likes knowing that I want to tell her something. I guess this is it, do or forget it, it wont be any good if I delay this, even thought that we might not know each other long enough to understand each other more or are we suitable for each other, I guess we needs to work things out slowly even if she is not ready and if she rejected me, we can still be friends. I begin to confess with some funny laugher, which I could remember still. Telling her, like 'do u know that I like you? And I have fallen for you already, do u have similar feelings and can tell I'm aftering you?' and she actually told me yah somehow can tell you are. But I was really puzzled why don't she show me some hints or so. She says she also doesn't know how to react and she asks me what I like about her and we know each other so shortly only. I told her I like her smile, her smile is beautiful and she is very unique and simple, someone which I really hope to take care of, loving her. I ask her how she feels about me. She says she finds that I'm very nice, and don't really have guys that treats her so nice before so she also don't know what to say and was really surprised. She also did mention about me to her friends, that some guy she just know been very nice to her, I know that that's means that I do have a chance, and try my best and give us a chance to try to work things out together. She was rather worried about what if I find out that she is not as good as I imagined, which I told her that we won't know till we give each other a chance to know each other better, even thought I can't promise her anything now but I can promise her I try my best and be my first girlfriend, and she agrees. That very moment, I manage to hold on her hand the very first time was my happiness day in my life. And really hope that moment will stop. I'm unable to describe that feeling and we are still very awkward hold each other hand, as we have no experience in that yet was just sweet very sweet for me. And the first I discovered about her is her sweaty palms, she was quite uncomfortable about it at first, but to me it was really special, I really don't mind at all. I guess this weird feeling is known as love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 3&lt;br /&gt;Learning from the basic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us has never been in a relationship, we feel uneasy even just to hold hands, we do not know should we address each other, what should we share, tell each other but one thing for sure I wish to see her the very next day, finding out her lunch hour and surprise her outside my ex company is what I did, even it's just a short 45mins lunch break, I decided to drop by to company her. This is first meet up after last night, we just try to be as natural as possible, and causes our friends still do not know anything about it. But it was good enough to just keep her company. However, we already plan to meet the next day for movie, actually she was asked to company one of our friend to watch mr and mrs smith, since it's their off day we are still struggling to inform him we are together a not, but he manage to guess out, then that very day my best friend ask me along with her for movie. Because they are as excited as I'm to see her. After work I rushed to Plaza Singapura to meet her, she actually have a lovely haircut. I was lost for a while, enchanted by this lovely angel who is my gf now, where she holds my hands naturally, ensuring to our friends that we are an item now. I don't know how she feels but I'm glad I have her with me. Movies will never be alone without someone to warm my hand in the cold cinema. It's different now with someone to comments, to laugh and to enjoy a movie with. this blissful feeling is hard to describe.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;To be continued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 4  &lt;br /&gt;Follow our heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was my turn to meet up her friends, it was Friday where we arrange to meet up to go to night safari. I was looking forward in seeing her. It was my first time seeing them; in fact I try to perform my best in front of them. However, I guess I was too anxious to go to night safari, actually had an argument with her friend and didn't put her in my first position, I realize what I did was wrongly. I felt very guilty after. I'm thankful to learn something about been together with someone is to always spare a thought for the one you love. Always try to remember and consider of how the person's feeling. Which I guess, this is the hardest part in a relationship, well I guess I learn something and this does make relationship stronger. I'm thankful she forgives me for my behavior. Overall, we enjoyed the trip, I very first outing trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 5&lt;br /&gt;The very first &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was something that I want to get, that is something I wanted her to have. That was something from my first pay, something that I want her to have to keep close, feel that I'm always close to her by her heart. Thankfully she loves it. It's a small diamond necklace. I promise myself I will work extra hard to pamper her. She actually saw my gift when I open my bag during the trip; I guess I couldn't hide from her very long, I show it to her on our bus ride. She seems to be quite happy, I help her to wear it on that very night, I know she deserves to be pampered this way. We kiss the very first time, it is the first time I kiss someone I love, I never had that feeling before. Now I realize how powerful love can be. U know the next things to do is to love this girl whole hearty. I choose a song that I really feel for her and I wanted her to always remember. Thank you for loving me by bon jovi. I'm thankful because now I have her with me. What ever I do to deserve such love from her. I understand now the meaning of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 6&lt;br /&gt;The learning phase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess with her, things are really different now, from holding hands, touching her face, playing her fingers and hair, hugging her tight, looking into her eyes, telling her how much I love her and kissing her to make feel secure, to sharing our options, mixing with her friends, I guess there lots of thing to learn in order to be a better man. The most important is letting her know how thankful and loving I feel having her. To give to someone who willing to receive and return your unconditional love is blissful. This is what I always feel. I do learn more when I’m with her, I always feel she give me all she can when I’m with my friends, I can feel she understand my ego at time. I also know my owe faults lies with my ego which I need to be praise to do better. And my big and clumsy action may end up hurting her, but very fast she can forgive me. I’m forceful and insensitive most of the time too, which she most of the time I do realize it too late and upset her but still she has a forgiving heart which forgiven me, before I can say sorry. That's the point where I feel that she love me her unique way. I finally found her. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe at times, I wish that she can tell me more, share with me her burdens, what she has in mind, maybe she does hint to me but I’m not sensitive enough to sense it or tell it at that moment. But I can see this girl willing to do a lot of things just with me, her thoughtfulness and caring is sometimes I feel that, I don’t deserve her if I’m not good enough. I’m must try to cut off my childishness and responsible to things I do and say cause I know I always miss out the little details. However, I guess I will learn that as soon as I get to know her better in the days approached.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-1032377306121403960?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/1032377306121403960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=1032377306121403960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/1032377306121403960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/1032377306121403960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-i-know-my-love.html' title='how i know my love'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8860016.post-2899104176322681257</id><published>2008-04-07T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:51:39.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aimless rather</title><content type='html'>dont know why i feel so aimless..&lt;br /&gt;maybe my degree is about to complete.. &lt;br /&gt;i do have some plans in mind..&lt;br /&gt;taking some paper cert..&lt;br /&gt;doing excerise to keep fit..&lt;br /&gt;going my rt..&lt;br /&gt;self upgrade my IT skill..&lt;br /&gt;but i still feel empty..&lt;br /&gt;something is missing somewhere somehow..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-2899104176322681257?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/2899104176322681257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=2899104176322681257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/2899104176322681257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/2899104176322681257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2008/04/aimless-rather.html' title='aimless rather'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-5532684523254640006</id><published>2008-02-22T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T23:27:40.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>final year project</title><content type='html'>i really think i am lazy.. haiz.. keep doing the project slowly. lucky that the project is extended for 1 more week but this make me even more slack. i dont seem to be able to concertate on doing the project even i tell myself so..&lt;br /&gt;headache, flu, phone call haiz even im on leave i feel stress. i think i work best outside. can see that i can do at least 20 percent more than doing at home.. too much tempation at home i guess and also i am lazy lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry dear i know i look lazy lazing around... actually i am mentally stress and my mind is blank i dont know what should i write in report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then keep falling asleep also.. but ok lah somehow dont know why when i sleep alot of diagrams and stuff flow into my mind... but then hor.. when i wake up i am either here ache or there ache or hungry.. then i eat liao want to sleep again just like a pig..&lt;br /&gt;try very hard to clear this soon so i can just concertate on exam 1 month later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr will meet CP to do together maybe that will be more motivation as we are rushing report also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really must thanks all my friends i am always blessed with nice people around even my dear help me so much very grateful to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to work, think i still left quite a fair bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-5532684523254640006?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-4836840754277815008</id><published>2008-02-21T12:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T14:55:01.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give me strength</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r7ns0fZ3PbE&amp;amp;rel=" width="350" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is by chaipei one of my classmate so sweet miss it so much..&lt;br /&gt;1 more month i just want to get over this degree thing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe by then i have more time for myself already but i do enjoy going to sch one of the thing is i can see my group of classmates...they are really people who give me strength.&lt;br /&gt;i am very lucky to have such good classmates where we try our best to share our knowledge. i will say at least the modules make us more unity if we all put in the effort for each other to play our part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last fyp but it is individual really no strength .. but well even it is an individual project i feel like i am doing a group project cause all my classmates are so encouraging and helping each other..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-4836840754277815008?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/4836840754277815008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=4836840754277815008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/4836840754277815008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/4836840754277815008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2008/02/give-me-strength.html' title='give me strength'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-3889339250607390738</id><published>2007-08-06T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T00:54:59.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let me think</title><content type='html'>ha it was like i also dont know what to update.. &lt;br /&gt;so will update it again..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-3889339250607390738?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/3889339250607390738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=3889339250607390738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/3889339250607390738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/3889339250607390738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2007/08/let-me-think.html' title='let me think'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8860016.post-2057180491166171121</id><published>2007-05-05T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T10:33:57.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm any speed diet !?!?!!  haiz excerise eat less is the best unless hmmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ZCvXd2pqHU" width="350" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch this on youtube.. huaahahah.. with no subtitle and i think i know nuts what they talking but well i see that fat people are certianly less confident..&lt;br /&gt;well .. most important is love yourself i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still i want to slim down again sian ... haiz dear help me..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm and i'm bring her to buffet tonight.. oh my god.. say one thing do another&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-2057180491166171121?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/2057180491166171121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=2057180491166171121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/2057180491166171121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/2057180491166171121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2007/05/hmm-any-speed-diet-haiz-excerise-eat.html' title='hmm any speed diet !?!?!!  haiz excerise eat less is the best unless hmmm..'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-6133728325778131853</id><published>2007-05-05T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T10:28:29.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah i'm back</title><content type='html'>hmmm dont know what to type  however i'm currently on duty so ah...&lt;br /&gt;i'm been crashing thru alot of things.. praying hard for good things..but ah now i know how limited. my learning skill is not that fast as i use to see..&lt;br /&gt;once get into  an environment that i cant smoke my way thru... it is so diffcult..&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting less confident about myself..&lt;br /&gt;hmm i use to think less that i'm not confident but jialat..&lt;br /&gt;i must constantly remind myself to think before i speak again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of things here and there really not that skillful to take care of so much things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;works has thousands of things to pick up..&lt;br /&gt;sch got so much assignment and projects coming in&lt;br /&gt;health is not getting healthy if i cant force myself to do more excerise but do more excerise i seem to have less time on work .. whaaa cannot like that lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then stress i take in more food.. sian&lt;br /&gt;my weight is killing me..&lt;br /&gt;looking at my old photos i want to go back ns!!!&lt;br /&gt;sobz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to duty ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-6133728325778131853?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-4526216306746196211</id><published>2007-03-24T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T10:36:48.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally...</title><content type='html'>alot of things coming on this few month, hope i can handle well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam next week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving off from my current job.. seem like it is a new pace of life..&lt;br /&gt;i like losing everything all the sudden.. basically i hate changes but then for my future try now or regrets later.. cause when u get older u hope for less changes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd april starts of new job.. going back to my attachment location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-4526216306746196211?l=antrence.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-2055245552336795731</id><published>2007-03-03T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T14:10:28.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must remind myself to treasure what i have</title><content type='html'>i start to forget to treasure things again..&lt;br /&gt;this will be a new chapter in my career..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new place a new challenge which can bring to new level..&lt;br /&gt;i need all the help i can get i need to restrict myself&lt;br /&gt;i need to concertrate&lt;br /&gt;i need to balance...&lt;br /&gt;i need support too..&lt;br /&gt;sometime all the good things come to u..&lt;br /&gt;you will get very nervous..&lt;br /&gt;you just worry that u might just lose it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jia you anthony..&lt;br /&gt;jiayou my love..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-3869529114763198504</id><published>2007-02-16T05:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T05:03:43.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid upgrade</title><content type='html'>for no reason.. this blog ask me to do some upgrade and i have to go and find out my password and stuff which i use to register for googles..&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;wait time.. now i forget what i want to blog..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-3869529114763198504?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/3869529114763198504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=3869529114763198504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/3869529114763198504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/3869529114763198504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2007/02/stupid-upgrade.html' title='stupid upgrade'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8860016.post-116723367798838075</id><published>2006-12-27T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T23:34:38.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just a song sung to me by you....</title><content type='html'>coming to the year end again...&lt;br /&gt;time flies...&lt;br /&gt;have the feeling that i'm draggin each and everyday again..&lt;br /&gt;my birthday coming soon too..&lt;br /&gt;haiz just have no feeling to celebrate my birthday nor want to celebrate it..&lt;br /&gt;so dear friends dont ask me how i want to celebrate my birthday.. &lt;br /&gt;07 will be a year i will pass it without celebrating...&lt;br /&gt;maybe i really dont like 07...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no need to get me anything too.. i dont seem to need anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however i want to feel music again... &lt;br /&gt;feel like i lost music sense..&lt;br /&gt;it is not right..&lt;br /&gt;it is like losing a best friend... difting apart from me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-116723367798838075?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-116685121819345240</id><published>2006-12-23T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T13:22:52.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 litre of tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="375"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/taGzCtuEU2s"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/taGzCtuEU2s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="375" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wonder anyone have watch this serial. 1 litre of tears..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i tell you it is super touching .. my tears flow down at least 5 times over the 11 esp..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i will say it is super touch.. and it is a truth life account back dated&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i will recommend to people to watch after that you may treasure life more..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sometimes somthings are so hard to control but we shouldnt be drag down by it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there is always more meaningful things to do... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;was rushing my project very busy tired also..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;like really no time but thanks to my pals and classmates we manage to pull through with everyone effort..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks to my programmer project mate who put in 101% in the project work..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;without my group i think it is really hard to get through it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i must also thanks my dear for the support..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;been neglected her since project started and lucky she is understanding to bear with me..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love her..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-116685121819345240?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-116577508337146579</id><published>2006-12-11T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T02:24:43.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after reading my gf's blog</title><content type='html'>i feel so bad that i cant accompany her right after exam all because of my software engineering project.. but i cant do much cause it is a group project and everyone of us is putting effort...&lt;br /&gt;and i think i'm very lousy simple programing language java i also cant understand fast enough..&lt;br /&gt;i have to handle the web designing part but feel like i'm not there methods using is like haiz..&lt;br /&gt;i look for more advance methods but i dont know how to use it even thought i'm just scripting simple java server page..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldt be bloggin at this hour but i'm so stress up... and how i wish i can spend more time with dear....&lt;br /&gt;dear i'm so sorry when u are free and i cant be there to company you ...&lt;br /&gt;i wish so much but i'm so tired sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;really hate myself&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-116577508337146579?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/116577508337146579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=116577508337146579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/116577508337146579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/116577508337146579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;before that was walking from simlim...&lt;br /&gt;looking at IT stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk along the stretch of middle road&lt;br /&gt;come to parklane go to guitar shop&lt;br /&gt;look around..&lt;br /&gt;then got a group of youngsters looking for studio to jam music&lt;br /&gt;but they cant find any studio around..&lt;br /&gt;i almost want to ask them if i can join them to jam music huahah but didnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at guitars&lt;br /&gt;then go to paridiz centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop there to listen to some people singing at tao resturant..&lt;br /&gt;i just hang outside the 2nd level&lt;br /&gt;feel that i miss music so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later when i'm home i will sure play my baby bass again ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to log off for my movie liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rock \nn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-116430015157205827</id><published>2006-11-24T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T00:42:31.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think i should update my blog a little since i'm dont know what i'm doing</title><content type='html'>hmmmm ok what to start and how to end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. ok .. last week was exam week and i was on leave for .. hmmmm 6 days plus two days of weekend..&lt;br /&gt;i cant say it is good cause basically what i did is spend time trying to study and also disturb my gf...sorry dear i know i very lazy show u how lazy am i studying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then was also my gf's birthday last week .. celebrate with her at sentosa was fun and finally i mannge to try my first time cable car in sg -_-" last time go by ferry one....&lt;br /&gt;then only been part of sentosa go to play those swings and stuff.. quite entertaining.. specially with gf around.. kekeke but tell u sentosa is really ex..&lt;br /&gt;but i dont mind just to have fun with gf..&lt;br /&gt;we had jap food the whole day .. in the noon and night..as long as she like it.. vivo city got quite nice environment cause face the sea... i kinda like it... quite relax just to see the sea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also took alot of piccy but us my lousy cam phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my poor dear was drunk by slipping a little 'mei jiu' chouya(jap wine) quite nice actually but i only find it too sweet for a liqour...&lt;br /&gt;lucky manage to bring her home safely... maybe not safe with me around her hor ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after her birthday on friday, early morning i go to my company's family day ...&lt;br /&gt;play alot of games shoik then my team got overall champ win 40 dollars voucher and lucky draw i won 30 dollars in thr 21 prize i think.. not bad 70 dollars.. :) give mama buy ntuc stuff liao ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at night it is so unbearable not to see my gf.. and i end up there with excuse again to study for tues exam... again disturb her for 2 days .. her kor kor help me get vodka from taiwan .. he went there and tour mah ..&lt;br /&gt;he got for me ruby red and absolut(bling bling edition) basically a empty shell..&lt;br /&gt;now my vodka collection is&lt;br /&gt;hmmm wooooooo alot... erm cause last time i drink up most of the vodka so now what i left i decided to recollect all over again..&lt;br /&gt;i have absolut&lt;br /&gt;ruby red&lt;br /&gt;apeach&lt;br /&gt;orginal X2 (one in the bling bling case)&lt;br /&gt;kurrant(drink finish liao) i will get 1 bottle soon&lt;br /&gt;vanilla( which also finish liao)&lt;br /&gt;rasberry x2( one full one half bottle)&lt;br /&gt;mandrin(which ping mei dardar sold to me hearing i looking for it thanks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i short of erm...&lt;br /&gt;they say got mango? lets wait and see&lt;br /&gt;criton( lazy to get this huahah common but will get it next time! who is going tour?!!)&lt;br /&gt;and seriously still hunting for PEPPAR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;the 1 litre is so hard to find.. only saw the PePPar at kl the 750ml one! must hunt for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i think i will recollect kurrant and vinilla but i think my gf'bro got huahaha ask him to sell me lazy to look for people getting for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my kor was at home so give him and his wife private time huahaha&lt;br /&gt;then he pass me oblivion cd and shoik i'm playing game again since a long time&lt;br /&gt;addicted liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then tuesday finish my exam so walkwalk then home then at night ping mei ask me out pass me the mandrin she sell me.. so good keke then she drove me to eat fries!! shoik shoik. been sometimes since we eat mac again ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then tue end my 'holiday' sian hor .. then go to work on wed as usually and end up home playing games again..&lt;br /&gt;today thursday also busy with working then my friend pass me the ps2 i brought 2nd hand for my gf as present.. -_-" holiday coming for her once she finish exam then both can play games..&lt;br /&gt;but too bad i'm not rich cannot afford ps3 or xbox 360 so chin chai chin chai lah ..&lt;br /&gt;dear dear dont mind one....&lt;br /&gt;love her so much ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr fri yah!!! then see what my plan disturb gf or not .. she is having her exam leh .. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;then sat my kor kor say may lend me car go practise driving again...&lt;br /&gt;also my colluege say got marina sq on sat night by my sale see how lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must start my se project soon liao .. dont know how to start actually wonder if my group mates process how.. or all like me waiting waiting...&lt;br /&gt;huahaha cannot let them know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all folks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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doing'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8860016.post-116179699332233865</id><published>2006-10-26T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T01:23:13.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have paused for 5 mins thinking on how should i type to describe what should i say about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this first sentence... i paused for another 2 mins....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats so diffcult about love? loving somebody, making somebody love you, letting her know how much u love her, letting her feels that you love her, loving her and giving her things that she really wants or giving her things that she thinks she wants? what she really don't wants..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is very diffcult....it is so diffcult that...i think i have to spend a life time learning it finding it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is so much love song running thru my head now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing gonna change my love for you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or issit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when we touch.. the honestly too much... and i have to close my eyes and hide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or issit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm never gonna fall in love again ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or issit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foolish games....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or issit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just kiss me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or issit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant live..... i cant live without you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much love will kill you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you..... for loving me.....for been my eyes... when i couldn't see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday i love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say it best... when you say nothing at all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i come to you ... with open arms.. nothing to to hide... believe what i say.... and here i'm with open arms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess.. i'm really weak at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear..i yet been an understanding and loving bf that can give you all the support i wish i can give to u... i'm selfish too.. coming to love and always demand from you for so much.... and i cant even give u a proper support when you need my suggestion... it really hurts knowing how weak i'm and not able to be the one you wish i can be...but still i want you ot know.. i really love you and i know you love me too and dont wish to break my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe if love is strong.. we can overcome all this k.. but if really at the end i cant do what i can...&lt;br /&gt;let me know if i really have to let go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving you always...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-116179699332233865?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/116179699332233865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=116179699332233865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/116179699332233865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/116179699332233865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2006/10/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-116179538582350236</id><published>2006-10-26T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T00:56:25.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hazy</title><content type='html'>cant help but to say something... this few days i finally get back the feeling of clean fresh air.. the haze condition has lower down in singapore maybe due to the wind direction and the wet weathers... it is like so good so refreshing...it is like u can see the clear blue sky right across the buildings... pls dont let all this cover up by haze again...i will certainly play my part in keeping the environment clean and healthy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-116179538582350236?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/116179538582350236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=116179538582350236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/116179538582350236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/116179538582350236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2006/10/hazy.html' title='hazy'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8860016.post-116166138162495587</id><published>2006-10-24T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T11:43:01.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clubs is dead</title><content type='html'>was out to celebrates with my friend on his birthday, we went down to hunt for a club to hangout and party all night long however, it seem like most of the clubs seem to be dead.. not too sure if it seem like most of the people are drawn over to the bigger clubs and smaller clubs like famous mdm wong has been close down.. MS, Boatquay, has seem to be converting into dinner places. guess things changes very fast the up and down of clubbing scene.. well big clubs like zouk, mos and momo(this big club i wonder how long can it survive seem to be quite dry too), mid clubs like doubleO, also look dry yesterday.. however i seem to see the return of those ktv pub and smaller pubs like wala wala with live bands seem to come back to live..&lt;br /&gt;well what the heck, i'm already stop chionging quite sometimes ago, but still hope to get my cheap ale with my friends once a while ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-116166138162495587?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/116166138162495587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=116166138162495587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/116166138162495587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/116166138162495587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2006/10/clubs-is-dead.html' title='clubs is dead'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-116149437970373592</id><published>2006-10-22T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T13:19:39.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my new PC</title><content type='html'>it seems like i got friends coming back to read my blog so i guess i should start frequently update this blog again.. so friendssssss of mine pls pls come back again .. i promise i write a little bit more?&lt;br /&gt;kekekeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after much trouble at simlim manage to get my new pc up..Configuration set as&lt;br /&gt;1.86 core 2 duo,1g ddr2 ram 800,gigabyte sr3 mainboardpowercolor 800GTO 16X 256MB160g SATA harddiskCoolmaster C5 chassisToppower 450Watts PSU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have tested the latest core 2 duo, seem to be quite a powerful chip.&lt;br /&gt;brought this motherboard, after much trouble because this mainboard is not actually my first choice, as the budget is getting out of the way. i end up listening to one of sales person recommendation and built my configuration as this, not knowing how well this board is like..after going to differerent forums, it seems like i have made the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this board is very good and well recommended value for money and good for overclocking just imagine that a 1.86G core 2 duo can be tweeted as hight as 3.33G which is currently core 2 extreme speed. i guess i will be playing with it very soon hopfully i will not burnt the board.. for my configuration manage to get up to 1.91G so far cause havent try to increase the voltage&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-116149437970373592?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/116149437970373592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=116149437970373592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-8860016.post-115777999310267175</id><published>2006-09-09T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T13:33:13.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heavy workload and sch work</title><content type='html'>projects after projects... it is hell of my life..&lt;br /&gt;i'm like so exhuasted by so much work..&lt;br /&gt;all my colleuges are also..&lt;br /&gt;hopfully the installation in hotel is stable and smooth..&lt;br /&gt;hope in this 10 days everything is quiet smooh let me have time to do my projects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch work, i sucks in programing&lt;br /&gt;sian....&lt;br /&gt;wish i have the skills and talent of hui.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for helping me.. really thankful..&lt;br /&gt;good friends are very important and must treasure well.&lt;br /&gt;and if they ever need help i will certianly help them if it is within my limits&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-115777999310267175?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/115777999310267175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=115777999310267175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/115777999310267175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/115777999310267175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2006/09/heavy-workload-and-sch-work.html' title='heavy workload and sch work'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-115711175167755370</id><published>2006-09-01T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T19:55:51.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think i should blog too...</title><content type='html'>but brain is blank...&lt;br /&gt;let me recall..&lt;br /&gt;i can remember much&lt;br /&gt;work is overloaded...&lt;br /&gt;alot of things this two months..&lt;br /&gt;over tired body..&lt;br /&gt;cant really think..&lt;br /&gt;now in class..&lt;br /&gt;want to skip it soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-115711175167755370?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/115711175167755370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=115711175167755370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/115711175167755370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/115711175167755370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-think-i-should-blog-too.html' title='i think i should blog too...'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-115063681213775702</id><published>2006-06-18T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T21:20:38.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>took this test</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Job Dissatisfaction Level is 47%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/shouldyouquityourjobquiz/job-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you don't have the worst job in the world, but it's not great.&lt;br /&gt;And don't worry, you're not the problem - your company is.&lt;br /&gt;Start looking around for another job, even if you're not totally fed up.&lt;br /&gt;Because in time, you're going to be dying to quit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/shouldyouquityourjobquiz/"&gt;Should You Quit Your Job?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-115063681213775702?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/115063681213775702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=115063681213775702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt; 和你每一次的美丽&lt;br /&gt; 看着眼睛听着你的呼吸&lt;br /&gt; 说着如何好好疼你&lt;br /&gt; 叫我如何不为你而痴迷?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我愿意为你写好这恋曲&lt;br /&gt;让着用心来爱你&lt;br /&gt;可能着恋曲不动听&lt;br /&gt;请不要在意&lt;br /&gt;我愿意为你写好这恋曲&lt;br /&gt;来证明我爱你&lt;br /&gt;我用一生的生命保服你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have the feeling to write about her tonight.. cause been thinking of her this very moment.. time flies very very fast we are together almost about a year.. i guess she is the most amazing girl that makes me want to love her more and more each and everyday, dreaming and thinking and seeing her smile, knowing that she is happy with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we always pick on each other faults to make funny jokes but we all know all this faults never really exist.. we just like to say each other.. my dear is a little complicated to understand and of course i'm the also dumb type which hardly very sensitive...&lt;br /&gt;i love to play small games with her all those guessing game and stuff... make me cant resist to smile when we out wits each other.. her tenderness make me cant resist her also.. if only i have the ablity to be even better for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well sunday we will be together for 1 whole year it is an amazing year loving you.. i cherish it alot.. hope that u will forgive me in those insensitive behaviour of me that hurt you unintentionly.. also those that i didnt give enough care and concern... and my childishness, and hope that you can forgive me in future too if i do make a big mistake, in ways of hurting you ..cause i know i will never meant it but just my stupidity may end up making mistake that i know or may not know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you ai ling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; love ant&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-115047372051797040?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/115047372051797040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=115047372051797040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/115047372051797040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/115047372051797040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='给爱玲的歌'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-115004710668595887</id><published>2006-06-12T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T01:31:50.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results out</title><content type='html'>hmmm my first sem results finally out.. how i score.. i dont know how to say..&lt;br /&gt;first operation management seem like the whole class have border line pass while some did better with Cs .. i only got a D - 47 marks.. i will just say most of my classmates put in alot of effort in our notes and results we got was like.. dont understand why issit so unexpected.. well what to do ... even thought i have gone thru similar sub in poly.. and put in so much effort in this operations the result is like.. dont understand .. well forget it life have to move on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a C for marketing.. guess i wasnt really very creative in marketing from the results of 54 points, i will say i guess i deserve such score without putting much effort in in.. doing last min studying since it was the last sub that time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a B for econs.. very suprising score of 66 wish was a little higher but cant wish for things thats is not possible cause i didnt study that again and was worried that i might fail at the first time.. well better than expected better be contented..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally an unexpected A for my accounts, i thought i should only get a B cause i choose the wrong question to do and unexpectedly i score 80 for it.. maybe my first two question got full points while the last question i manage to hit 1/3 of the points which end up in such results, well consider my first A since my o levels, i guess i should be quite happy about it.. but well i did taken accounts in sec so i guess i cant say it is something new to me as it is consider something i learn before i guess my classmates did well for accounts too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i got two assignment and 2 more exam to attempt soon .. i didnt even touch anything on my assisgnment yet.. sick .. well must find time to start soon i guess..&lt;br /&gt;cannot be so slack again.. i hope i can do well in my up coming financial and database&lt;br /&gt;see how much effort i can put in now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week is my anverisary with dear.. havent plan yet how? kekeke hmmm wonder dear prefer what type of anverisary .. kekee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-115004710668595887?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/115004710668595887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=115004710668595887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;really exhuasted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work school work school&lt;br /&gt;so much case to handle&lt;br /&gt;seem like never ending&lt;br /&gt;getting more and more restless regarding my work commitment at time&lt;br /&gt;i still dont seem to able to slow down my work&lt;br /&gt;and i basically very poor&lt;br /&gt;poor&lt;br /&gt;i need more more more more income&lt;br /&gt;i want to do alot of things&lt;br /&gt;thats require more income so i can fulfil things&lt;br /&gt;but seem like i'm not able to do so&lt;br /&gt;unless a pay raise..&lt;br /&gt;or or .... skip&lt;br /&gt;still comfortable with my job except the pay&lt;br /&gt;but apprisal coming up soon hopfully&lt;br /&gt;and hopfully my boss can 'understand' my needs&lt;br /&gt;then at least my motive to stay is more sensitive..&lt;br /&gt;else i really dont see why should i work so hard for it&lt;br /&gt;while pay is really peanuts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-114960861602902588?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/114960861602902588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=114960861602902588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/114960861602902588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/114960861602902588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2006/06/exhuasted.html' title='exhuasted'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-114770361268769564</id><published>2006-05-15T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T22:33:33.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i gain 3 kg in a trip faintz</title><content type='html'>back from a tour with friends and gf ai ling, consider good ba, drove from sg to kl to genting to johore back to singapore is like a long trip. in total around 1000km we drove.. well rol and sam drove all the way while i only play apart  navigation ..the map we got is so damn 'good' i dont even know how it can lead to kl from the map..&lt;br /&gt;i will always remember to just keep on track of KLIA way .. which is the airport.. the land is so vast.. haiz.. genting trip is like really scare the car cannot make it the pressure at genting if your car is not powerful enough better dont try to driv up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go there eat play eat play sleep eat eat eat eat eat .. haiz.. really nothing better to shop .. then i like haiz.. dont feel like buying things.. only got a pouch and get ai ling some clothings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well everything seem quite ok at the end manage to bring dear safe back home is my concern actually.. hope she enjoy it i guess she enjoy it ba..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-114770361268769564?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/114770361268769564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>another 1 month</title><content type='html'>time flies fast.&lt;br /&gt;sch restarted so no joke i'm as busy as ever...&lt;br /&gt;dear is also having her exam.. once she finish her exam i must find time to company her liao .. kekee or should i say she must find time to company me ;p right dear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;progressive package i have recieved. will spend it wisely i guess.. &lt;br /&gt;trying to save for an oversea trip kekeke hopefully seem like i manage to save the amount i intended to save in a shorter time due to progressive package.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to The cathay with dear watch 'the hostel' ok it was so gross also my second R21 movie dont seem to have any good experience with this kind of movie. damn gross... my first r21 was with SK seeing a gay movie.. now this time with my dear and horror movie.. it is like whaa how come they make such gross movie.. whatever that is.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week was out at batam for a 'oversea' demo. was an good experience when last min you make a trip to batam. batam is just 45 mins boat ride away. and they are 1 hour earlier than singapore time.. so who ever went to batam from sg. will like u earn ' an hour' due to the different in time.. whoever you will lost 1 hour when u are back  in sg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very fast i'm aready with my company almost 1 year, really hope there is changes soon .. &lt;br /&gt;let me see what else i must update.. kanna boring right my life huahaha &lt;br /&gt;hmm ok meet up with jowee rud and adwin plus jem last week for a mens night clubbing back to double0 was like back to some place familar bum to a few friends aaha well but guess getting old .. then we have mac for breakfast again .. haha thats about it i guess.. will try to update again ba... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss a lot of friends wonder hows lynette jie, roland, ronald, ping, liyi, liming, wenzz all getting on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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soccer but basically only 5 people went to play ha.. but not bad..&lt;br /&gt;and finally my last weekend before sch starts..&lt;br /&gt;dear's lappie suddenly went off and have to send to hospital... also spend watch vcds with dear..&lt;br /&gt;then we brought a new dvd player at court sales at 32 dollars.. well first time i Q for such stuff.. start off at 8.45 to 11 just to buy that.. but since dear wants a dvd so much .. i dont mind suffering a little with her.. that day we become uncle and auntie -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday went to my aunt's place at tiong baru to paint her kitchen wall and ceiling.. it is so damn hard as when i start to paint all the old paint starts falling off also.. it is really a hard job for me.. but manage to complete it .. even thought it is not really a good job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was inform by my kor ,my sister in law's father also suddenly pass away.. so next week will be quite pack for me also&lt;br /&gt;need to help my kor kor..next weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch started.. doing database and system anylse design and also object oriented for this sem..&lt;br /&gt;so damn technical again.. even thought like actually completed in poly.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;all over again&lt;br /&gt;meet up with jem on tues to go back home after sch..&lt;br /&gt;wed attended first day of the wake.. just see how things are.&lt;br /&gt;thursday come over to accompany my kor to look after the morning on friday morning&lt;br /&gt;and work and study again.. also spend some time meeting my dear..&lt;br /&gt;she so sweet to me willing to come over to have dinner with me at 11 last night.. miss her so much .. even like it is just a short week since we met.. weekend without her is so funny at times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm again at the wake looking after.. but well manage to 'connect' to wireless ^_-&lt;br /&gt;so end up bloging..&lt;br /&gt;left 2 hours on my battery&lt;br /&gt;hope can last me a while..&lt;br /&gt;think must starts on my project liao&lt;br /&gt;since i wake up so early..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-114444529070873772?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/114444529070873772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=114444529070873772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/114444529070873772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/114444529070873772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-much-things-to-do-yet-im-not-good.html' title='so much things to do ...yet i&apos;m not good at planning'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-114226151620999595</id><published>2006-03-13T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T22:51:56.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam week</title><content type='html'>well .. sickening.. so long since i taken exam..&lt;br /&gt;hopfully everything will be well.&lt;br /&gt;rather stress and tense up&lt;br /&gt;but what can i do ..&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to study more but dont know why i cant sleep to concertrate at home..&lt;br /&gt;i need a least comfortable environment..&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;good luck to me if i can survive thru...&lt;br /&gt;work is not smooth also&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-113956682510487010</id><published>2006-02-10T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T18:20:25.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gain and loss</title><content type='html'>just feel like the title all the sudden...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seem to gain alot of things recently.. but i also seem to loss many things...&lt;br /&gt;i'm like feeling so pack in my life that i never feel so meaningful before..&lt;br /&gt;but i also feel that i'm over pack in my life that i'm getting less energy to survive throught...&lt;br /&gt;i think i need a break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some how i feel that my friends and people around me are getting lesser..&lt;br /&gt;it is either i'm too busy or they are too busy for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, not that i dont want to spend time with them .. it is like i dont know how to spend time with them .. it is like.. i'm like.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt; i wish i have more time for every little more thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like super pack by study nowadays.. 1 week 3 days and more to come..&lt;br /&gt;job is even worst so much things to do .. and i can actually secdule my stuff till 2 weeks pack... arrggghh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next month exam coming.. hope i can find time to study.. i think i may really want to take a day leave .. see how ba...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-113956682510487010?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/113956682510487010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=113956682510487010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIRST OF ALL. HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE. HOPE THAT 2006 WILL EVEN BE BETTER FOR EVERYONE OF US!!!! YAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;time to recall back all those good things that happen in 2005..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guess this is certianly the best year of my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;firstly i learn to understand myself, see myself and develop myself better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;never felt that good before. Guess once you have more goals in life, it makes time flies faster and more meaningful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no matter how tired i'm, how lack of strength, how depressing i can get sometimes.. (usual PMS mode) life is not that bad afterall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First, i glad to meet ailing. she is indeed a wonderful, caring, sweet girl, i guess i consider myself very lucky knowing her.. i guess we are still learning to adapt to each other, know each other better.. of course, i'm contented how much efforts, she can put in to bear with my insensitivness, pardons the mistakes i made which most of the time i realise it quite late.. and also love me for who i'm which i believe i'm not worthy for yet.. thanks for giving me all the strength that i need when i'm stress out and encouragement to complete each task well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;most important.. thank you for loving me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;next, i'm always like working more for my current job. it may not be that well paid and many says i shouldn't put in so much effort. but i guess this is a learn procedure. everytime i make a mistake from work, i'm at least giving myself a chance to learn more, and understand how humans commuicate in a world like this. this certianly make me stronger, at least this jobs currently able to safisty my craves to learn as much as i can now.. i wont say it is very fruitful job or people are super caring or nice, but i guess it is still workable environment which i give myself a chance to face challenages contantly. make it a clearer view of what i want in future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, thankful to my friends, colleuges and family that is always around me supporting me, i think i didnt spend alot of time in my social life nowadays, miss alot of people alot.. but well this pace that i'm going on like to balance everything, including relationship,work, family, friends, studies and everything.. i need alot of encouragement without all of you, i dont think i can survive, so i'm thankful having you guys.. thanks all my friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now i just hope that the new 2006 will even be better for everyone and specially me. i will certianly treasure all those things i having now and keep it well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thanks all, loving all of you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anthony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-113842593786925790?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/113842593786925790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=113842593786925790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113842593786925790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113842593786925790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2006/01/welcome-good-fresh-2006-good-buy.html' title='welcome good fresh 2006, good buy wonderful 2005'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-113744708968155495</id><published>2006-01-17T05:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T05:57:20.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ailing, 你是我心中的日月光芒 ;P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:283px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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YAH!!! so happy that she called me as i didnt know her new number..&lt;br /&gt;but i remembered that she is back on the 30th dec&lt;br /&gt;then i end up  woke up early and 'fall in' at tamp mall to have breakfast cum lunch with ping mei.. cause she call me to join her and the rest for a gathering of games at night and of course mac is a must... really happy to have her company me. then we walk around and i cant even decide on a bedsheet that i want.. feel very bad to make ping walking around endlessly with me..&lt;br /&gt;i'm on the other hand is waiting for dear to catch a movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 3p.m, dear come over and say bye bye to ping( poor ping raining heavily and i left her alone at tm while i go watch movie)&lt;br /&gt;then after finish the movie dear and me go and buy some betsheet for my studio bed. then rush home to take a bath and change to meet up with ping and her dar, liming, jem for meetup countdown at minds cafe.. it was really fun to play game while i like the uno best cause it is fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went back home dead beat.. which the next day me and dear have to prepare food for my guest to my birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for coming my dearest friends.. without them i also dont know how birthday will be like..&lt;br /&gt;certianly this year is a special 1 as i have a gf to help me prepare. ..she is really a wonderful girl.. she is not scare that things will dirty her hand.. she is willing to walk up and down carry heavy stuff prepare food with me.. she is really a great girl, i very touch by her action of loving me..&lt;br /&gt;my mum also super sweet and prepare most of things for me before i start cooking and without her i guess i wont have such smooth party .. .. from my heart love her lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my wonderful guest got me super nice pressie.. i must thanks hui and jem for searching the items for me..and all my love friends who share my pressie for me.. ping, ming, yi, ray, jem, hui/popo.. shouldn't have make you all spend so much on this.. owe u all another treat....and despise that ray didnt come.. how i wish he was around ..it will be much more great fun..  it was a great ear piece and sd card come in super handy for me in work and backup... thanks alot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rol and meiqi thanks for the nice jacket.. like it alot...that time i didnt buy it cause i worry that i wont have much chance wearing it but no worries..  my dear can use it as a jacket at my place kekeek.. but it is great man having it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks yuting and pingmei's dardar ;P for givin me face and come over and giving me my favourite stuff.. achohol kekeke.. 1 red wine and and 1wild passion mix. great stuff will keep it for a while ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks popo to come over too cause with her it is great fun too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day my house turn into a gambling den.. hahaha .. the girls play poker really agressive..&lt;br /&gt;but it was really fun... even thought they went off so early.. i do wish they can stay longer.. but i know they really need to go off..&lt;br /&gt;after that we drink hui's wine and jem bailey.. great drinks kekkee i know dear dont like me drink so much... sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but great that hui, rol and jem was stay over to keep me company and we play manjong till morning.. and well of all the things.. rol won the final game with 13 odds! oh my god!..&lt;br /&gt;he is the big winner over all but poor jem was losing too much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must thanks dear for bearing with me, patiently companying me while i'm busy with my friends..&lt;br /&gt;then well all happy things end fast.. monday they went off .. and while me and dear have a great rest and which dvds and cook porriadges for the night.. it was great..&lt;br /&gt;then the past two night was wonderful for 4 and 5th having ailing spending time with me.. taking care of me... she made me the sweetest thing i ever recieve.. selfmade chocolate.. so far i never recieve and selfmade pressies from anyone.. and dear really touch me alot.. it is so hard for me describe the feelings.. but it was just simply too great.. i love it alot.. thanks for the effort dear.. i'm really touch.. i guess i can only return by loving you well and more..&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i should end here. hope that this brand new 2006 will be a great 1 for everyone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-113647871001675882?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/113647871001675882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=113647871001675882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113647871001675882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113647871001675882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2006/01/10-mins-pass-1200hrs-on-my-birthday.html' title='10 mins pass 1200hrs on my birthday 5th jan 2006'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-113594813816349351</id><published>2005-12-30T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T21:11:06.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from eva's blog</title><content type='html'>Chinese Astrology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY MONKEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="Character"&gt;Character&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey people are intelligent, obstinate, and quick-tempered, easily frustrated, these are active agile and busy people. They seem to be able to talk themselves out of all difficult situations with ease. Men will try to manipulate because of job motivations, whilst women often manipulate for more emotional or personal reasons.The monkey people are fun and loving persons who are always cheerful and energetic. They are very clever. Give a monkey a boring book to read and he will turn it into a Musical. Better yet, he will invite everyone to see it free! That is how talented, creative and generous monkeys usually are.You can never win a war of words with a monkey: he is too clever for that. However, you can win him round by treating him to a meal with a few drinks thrown in. the monkey likes to over indulge and he loves flattery.If you go to a party, you will find Monkeys at the center of attention. Their charm and humor is the key to their popularity. Sociable and diplomatic as they may appear, they can be deceptive sometimes - they hide their opinions of others beneath their friendliness. However, they do not hide their emotion. You can probably tell how a monkey is feeling from miles away - he wants everyone to know how happy or depressed he is.The monkey often has little time for the opinions of the others. Their own opinions change with the wind, whilst their optimism remains constant. Any job, which demands versatility and offers constant stimulation, will interest the monkey. They often like traveling, or needing to change jobs or move house on a regular basis.Monkey people are very good at problem solving. Wherever you are, whoever you may be, if you have a problem pick up the phone and dial-a-Monkey. Monkeys know how to listen closely and work out solutions at the same time. And because Monkeys' curiosity, they usually have a great thirst for knowledge. Still they have few scruples - they could be unreasonable sometimes, and they have the ability to persuade themselves and everyone around them to believe that they are doing the right things. Some say monkeys are self-centered, some say they are opportunistic, some say they are guileful, but monkeys couldn't care less - because they are also indifferent. The monkey has a good chance of becoming famous or well known. Whatever he does, his charm and luck will make him successful. As friends, Monkeys are both loyal, devoted, as lovers, they can be passionate, and yet flighty - they can fall easily in love but will get tired of the relationship and look for another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="Lucky Numbers"&gt;Lucky Numbers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3,4,5,7,16,23,34,45 and 54&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="Famous Monkeys"&gt;Famous Monkeys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Caine, Johhny Cash, Bjorn Borg, ian Fleming, Charles Dickens, Bob Marley, Peter O' Toole, Rod Stewart, Diana Ross, Mick Jagger, Elizabeth Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="Compatibility"&gt;Compatibility&lt;/a&gt;(1 -at least compatible, 100 - most compatible)&lt;br /&gt;Rat&lt;br /&gt;91 - One of the best combinations.&lt;br /&gt;Ox&lt;br /&gt;72 - Nice. They are compatible and stable.&lt;br /&gt;Tiger&lt;br /&gt;80 - These two make eager loves.&lt;br /&gt;Rabbit&lt;br /&gt;71 - Amusing.&lt;br /&gt;Dragon&lt;br /&gt;81 - Despite the differences, they'll do just fine.&lt;br /&gt;Snake&lt;br /&gt;55 - Perhaps, it depends on the monkey.&lt;br /&gt;Horse&lt;br /&gt;30 - Not advised.&lt;br /&gt;Goat&lt;br /&gt;63 - Oh well, why not?&lt;br /&gt;Monkey&lt;br /&gt;82 - Great companions and total complicity.&lt;br /&gt;Rooster&lt;br /&gt;70 - Probably, who knows&lt;br /&gt;Dog&lt;br /&gt;66 - With reservation. The dog might suffer..&lt;br /&gt;Pig&lt;br /&gt;83 - This could work. They admire each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;METAL&lt;br /&gt;The people born under the influence of metal element pursue their goals with a confidence and determination that usually sets them apart from the other common individuals. They are unflinching in their efforts to achieve their objectives and are least bothered by any setbacks, failures or hardships. People ruled by the Metal element are unreasonable, inflexible and stubborn at times. They are self-reliant and solve their own and others problems easily. They hate any type of interference in their life. People under this element have certain electricity about them. They have strong impulses, which will be felt by the people around them. They also have the necessary inner strength and energy levels to achieve the changes they wish to have in their lives. Their strong inborn monetary instincts will suitably support their liking for luxury and power.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-113594813816349351?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/113594813816349351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=113594813816349351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113594813816349351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113594813816349351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/12/from-evas-blog.html' title='from eva&apos;s 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:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach home like 4 plus.. but actually woke up like 1030 by mama asking me to pack my studio.. it been sometime since i pack up that room or been to that room to enjoy.. but very soon it seem like i tear down alot of stuff and i decide to renovate the whole room on christmas' eve then tell dear to come over my place.. while i got my paint and spray and start redesign my room .. the whole place look rather.. erm .. skyish now.. cause basically lack of paint huahaha..&lt;br /&gt;then in the evening jowee inform me that he having christmas party at his place.. so like last year go down and end up kanna play majong with his mama and friendsssssss end up losing money again they play super big .. lost like 50 buck.. but poor dear have to like wait for me and see tv.. i know she is rather bored cause she no interest in manjong game.. and in a stranger place... but no choice have to ying chou jowee's mama which is always very nice to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stay over till morning sleepin in the sofa.. and went off like 9 in the morning.. then go back to my home and sleep till noon basically doing nothing with dear.. and prepare to go off for christmas dinner at rol place..&lt;br /&gt;he and meiqiinvite me over for steamboat yummy yummy steamboat.. must thank him and recieve nice pressie from him too ..&lt;br /&gt;then we watch dvd at his place.. shoik ah .. ..&lt;br /&gt;then after that he drove us home ...&lt;br /&gt;dear and me dead beat sleep till morning suppose to arrange for a movie on 26 but then when i wake up mama ask me to cook food for dear.. end up cooking spegetti .. then also invite rol over for food last min cause cook too much .. then we slack plaY MUSIC.. then he send me and ailing back to cck and then i drove back home .. and my monday ended.. next week have to prepare for new year and also my birthday .. dont know what to do .. sian .. wonder hows my friends christmas like.. cant wait to meet up with them.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank dear been around me for this christmas i know u are bored and nothing special but having you is certianly my best christmas i get this year.. thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-113587352607342034?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/113587352607342034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=113587352607342034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113587352607342034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113587352607342034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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always there to bring joy to my life...&lt;br /&gt;no matter how tired i am...&lt;br /&gt;with her in my heart and mind...&lt;br /&gt;i feel every little thing worth it's price...&lt;br /&gt;i will be my very best to give you the true love you deserve from me..&lt;br /&gt;i love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;181205 tomorrow, we will be together for 1/2 a year..&lt;br /&gt;it is not very long, it is not very short..&lt;br /&gt;and there is a long long way to go to know u better, love u more..&lt;br /&gt;let you love me and understand me too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly but not least&lt;br /&gt;thank you for loving me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-113478363496341709?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/113478363496341709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://handwriting.feedbucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Handwriting Analysis" src="http://handwriting.feedbucket.com/generated/20051215/2S1I8RQFev.jpg" width="250" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://handwriting.feedbucket.com/"&gt;What does your handwriting say about YOU?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results of your analysis say:&lt;br /&gt;You plan ahead, and are interested in beauty, design, outward appearance, and symmetry. You are a shy, idealistic person who does not find it easy to have relationships, especially intimate ones. You are diplomatic, objective, and live in the present. You are a talkative person, maybe even a busybody! You enjoy life in your own way and do not depend on the opinions of others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-113465643570246621?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/113465643570246621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=113465643570246621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113465643570246621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113465643570246621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-does-your-handwriting-say-about.html' title=''/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-113318656770827857</id><published>2005-11-28T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:02:47.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever Love...</title><content type='html'>Wish to dedicate this song to my dear..by 王力宏&lt;br /&gt;kanna miss her badly tonight but she's having exam so working very hard..&lt;br /&gt;so cannot disturb her.. but i know once holiday comes, we can spend a little bit more time with each other already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱你, 不是因为你的美和影&lt;br /&gt;我越来越爱你, 每个眼神触动我的心&lt;br /&gt;因为你让我看见forever&lt;br /&gt;才了解自己, 未来这些日子&lt;br /&gt;要好好珍惜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱我 有些痛苦有些不公平&lt;br /&gt;如果真的爱我&lt;br /&gt;不是理所当然的决定&lt;br /&gt;感到你的呼吸在我耳边&lt;br /&gt;像微风深情 温柔的安抚, 我的不安定&lt;br /&gt;所以我要 每年研究你的笑容&lt;br /&gt;wo~~ 多么自然&lt;br /&gt;forever love forever love&lt;br /&gt;我只想用我这一辈子去爱你&lt;br /&gt;从今以后, 你会是所有&lt;br /&gt;幸福的理由&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情, 是场最美最远的旅行&lt;br /&gt;沿途遇经泥泞 偶尔阻碍我们的前进&lt;br /&gt;感到你的体温在我怀里&lt;br /&gt;像阳光和煦 巧妙的熔化&lt;br /&gt;我的不安定 不可思议&lt;br /&gt;证明我爱你的理由&lt;br /&gt;wo 多么自然 你感动的眼睛,&lt;br /&gt;我沉默的声音, 仿佛就是最好的证明&lt;br /&gt;就让我再说一次&lt;br /&gt;i love you ~~&lt;br /&gt; 直到永远&lt;br /&gt;oh forever love&lt;br /&gt;forever love&lt;br /&gt;forever love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-113318656770827857?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/113318656770827857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=113318656770827857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113318656770827857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113318656770827857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/11/forever-love.html' title='Forever Love...'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-113310884197398011</id><published>2005-11-28T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T00:27:22.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is too pack up</title><content type='html'>first.. alot of work on hand... so what's next? pray hard to get through all this..&lt;br /&gt;dear's exam going to be over petty soon i guess.. so i guess hope we have chances to spend some good time together..&lt;br /&gt;school finally started for me, bum to my ex-camp mate.. cool at least someone who i'm familar with to work with..&lt;br /&gt;trying to make life good and better by doing some regular excercise well at least make me less restless but haha more aching..&lt;br /&gt;just hope i can pull through..&lt;br /&gt;miss quite alot of friends.. seem like i have lesser and lesser time spending time with my pals..&lt;br /&gt;well will find time to keep in touch..&lt;br /&gt;dec my favourite month of the year.. christmas is coming always has so much fun during christmas and new year hope this year the same..&lt;br /&gt;hope 2006 will even be better for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayou anthony!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-113310884197398011?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/113310884197398011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=113310884197398011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113310884197398011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113310884197398011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/11/life-is-too-pack-up.html' title='life is too pack up'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-113190647286908172</id><published>2005-11-14T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T02:27:54.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's her big day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/dearbdme2.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is her birthday celebration...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope that she is happy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is dear with my group of best friends..&lt;br /&gt;thanks for coming and supporting.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/dearbdwithmyfriends.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for her friends' piccy i better ask her permission before uploading&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thanks to all that come over to make her happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear hope that u love all this that been prepared for you.. :)&lt;br /&gt;i love you ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-113190647286908172?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/113190647286908172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=113190647286908172' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113190647286908172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113190647286908172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-her-big-day.html' title='it&apos;s her big day..'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-113102972256456221</id><published>2005-11-03T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T22:55:22.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a song i just wrote for ailing =^_^= havent arrange yet only</title><content type='html'>不知道过了多少寂寞日子&lt;br /&gt;网上日记也陪我过了多少夏日&lt;br /&gt;那一天你的出现&lt;br /&gt;我找到今天明天&lt;br /&gt;知道快乐就在我眼前&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那一天握你小手看你的笑脸&lt;br /&gt;我们过了完美的这一天&lt;br /&gt;我开始有点晕眩&lt;br /&gt;因为有你贴肩&lt;br /&gt;反复陶醉我们的世界&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为有你在我身边&lt;br /&gt;这世界已变成梦间&lt;br /&gt;让我和你拥抱所有这一切&lt;br /&gt;让这份爱相依又相黏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为有你在我身边&lt;br /&gt;我会跟珍惜和你的每一天&lt;br /&gt;只要你知道这份爱永不变&lt;br /&gt;让我证明这一切&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope dear like it  =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-113102972256456221?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/113102972256456221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=113102972256456221' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113102972256456221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113102972256456221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/11/song-i-just-wrote-for-ailing-havent.html' title='a song i just wrote for ailing =^_^= havent arrange yet only'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-113069213324672853</id><published>2005-10-31T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T01:08:53.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow i will be better..(0101105)</title><content type='html'>each and everyday i discover a weak side of me.. ever since i learn to reflect my own self.. but however many times, i'm still getting myself into those troubles before i realise my mistake again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven been thinking alot.. alot lately..&lt;br /&gt;alot of things just came across my mind..&lt;br /&gt;i wish i have ability to make things good..&lt;br /&gt;just sometimes i do feel i'm a little bit drown..&lt;br /&gt;i'm working towards a brighter route now..&lt;br /&gt;really trying very hard..&lt;br /&gt;i really scare of making a wrong move..&lt;br /&gt;and at the end i will lost all things good things i'm owning now..&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats like very common.. the more you have the more u scare to lose it..&lt;br /&gt;well.. guess i shouldnt think so much again..&lt;br /&gt;anthony buck up k.. i have lots of supports around even they are not there..&lt;br /&gt;anthony you u still have you..&lt;br /&gt;show myself some confidence that u always show people..&lt;br /&gt;show those who u care, u love them alot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u must be mentally prepared..&lt;br /&gt;u must be physically prepared too..&lt;br /&gt;bad or good things are all coming to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is starting for me soon .. 2.5 years to ahead&lt;br /&gt;30 days to prepare&lt;br /&gt;work guess i'm getting a little better now..&lt;br /&gt;just hope that things will be smoother..&lt;br /&gt;friends..i guess i been neglecting them alot.. sorry friends.. i really miss you people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.. dear, i know i have not been very sensitive, i know i have not been caring enough, i can feel that at times i'm adding on like a burden to what u are facing now, certianly not been a good bf, i should be to lighten your loads and bring more joy when u are down, i will still carry on to do my best k.. if i make bad mistakes that u cant stand, pls tell me.. u know i'm very dumb..and not good at words..&lt;br /&gt;still i try to do my best k.. i love you.. hope u will never ever get tired over this words because they are really the words from my heart..&lt;br /&gt;thank you for loving me..&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-113069213324672853?l=antrence.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-113042987719184794</id><published>2005-10-28T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T00:17:57.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>再说一次.我爱你</title><content type='html'>曲名：再说一次.我爱你     歌手：刘德华     专辑：再说一次我爱你记得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天 你坐在我面前你的意愿很明显&lt;br /&gt;等我的表顼我说 改天&lt;br /&gt;等我有足够时间&lt;br /&gt;我一定给你一次完美&lt;br /&gt;爱情的宣言多想&lt;br /&gt;抓紧每一瞬间&lt;br /&gt;只怕故事已是昨天&lt;br /&gt;才明白 忽略是我最大的缺陷&lt;br /&gt;我真的 好想 再说一次 我爱你&lt;br /&gt;我愿意放弃所有一切 只为换回你&lt;br /&gt;如果 时间 能够为你而倒流&lt;br /&gt;真的好想牵着你的双手&lt;br /&gt;再说一次 我爱你&lt;br /&gt;回忆 已经 没有你在我面前&lt;br /&gt;看什么也会感到厌倦&lt;br /&gt;我闭上双眼&lt;br /&gt;多想 两个人盖一张被&lt;br /&gt;一同刷牙 一同洗脸&lt;br /&gt;才明白 错把机会&lt;br /&gt;借给了明天&lt;br /&gt;我真的 好想 再说一次 我爱你&lt;br /&gt;我愿意放弃所有一切&lt;br /&gt;只为换回你&lt;br /&gt;逃避 原来 不是面对的道理&lt;br /&gt;看清自己种下的可惜&lt;br /&gt;重复后悔的延续&lt;br /&gt;哦……我真的 好想 再说一次 我爱你&lt;br /&gt;我愿意放弃所有一切 只为换回你&lt;br /&gt;如果 时间 能够为你而倒流&lt;br /&gt;真的好想牵着你的双手&lt;br /&gt;再说一次 我爱你&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-113042987719184794?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/113042987719184794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=113042987719184794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113042987719184794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/113042987719184794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='再说一次.我爱你'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-113016521202760295</id><published>2005-10-24T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T22:46:52.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>circus the magical within</title><content type='html'>have you ever wonder..&lt;br /&gt;whats within the cirus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while watching Cirque du Soleil on art central let me ponder..&lt;br /&gt;these people are skilled entertianers.. they are performing to to bring performaces&lt;br /&gt;around the world, the skills by these people are trained till they are able to deliever what i call a perfect show.. once the show has ended in an country will will move on to another country to deliever it to more people who been entertianed by it again..&lt;br /&gt;once they finish to world tours.&lt;br /&gt;they will start all over again with new shows and bloods..&lt;br /&gt;this may just keep on going on and on.. till the day when people will not want to be entertianed anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let just see the 3 little girls from china which i believe many of the kids in singapore, are still carrying thier bags to schools following the education system..&lt;br /&gt;while for them i believe they are trained since young or should i say from young thier life started with touring with this performace groups to move around the world.. so is that thier life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really ponders..&lt;br /&gt;if i have such amazing skills.. where will i be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-113016521202760295?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-112981744432237185</id><published>2005-10-20T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T22:10:44.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear is sick</title><content type='html'>i'm worried... hope she is feeling better..&lt;br /&gt;dear love you take care..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-112981744432237185?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/112981744432237185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=112981744432237185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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occupied with things that vividly appears and disappears..&lt;br /&gt;there you are facing things..&lt;br /&gt;you cant figure out anythings in the surroundings..&lt;br /&gt;it has been drown by slow heartbeats..&lt;br /&gt;u feel that you are bleeding yet there ain't any blood..&lt;br /&gt;u feel that tears are rolling yet there ain't any taste to this..&lt;br /&gt;should it taste salty yet it feel bitter..&lt;br /&gt;everything in this world just not what it should be..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-112934135435176412?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/112934135435176412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=112934135435176412' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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brain dead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to survive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly lah anthony.. u can do it one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss my dear this very moment..&lt;br /&gt;hope u can feel it..&lt;br /&gt;i love you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-112912847896074719?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/112912847896074719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=112912847896074719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/112912847896074719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/112912847896074719'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-112775279126094399</id><published>2005-09-27T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T00:39:51.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i guess i think too much..</title><content type='html'>i realise&lt;br /&gt;i'm always a dumb boy&lt;br /&gt;as usual i'm not very sensitive&lt;br /&gt;it is hard for me to be the man, i always wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;and nothing can be that perfect picture you see..&lt;br /&gt;but well i will try my best again to remember and learn it..&lt;br /&gt;just hope it is not the hard way again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm always too straight, i always come to conclusion too fast..&lt;br /&gt;i should learn to see things at a wider range, bigger picture, more angles..&lt;br /&gt;maybe that is because i haven gain enough experience yet..&lt;br /&gt;try to work on this more i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm willing to put in whatever efforts i can to try my best if i have my aim for..&lt;br /&gt;i believe that is my strong point cause i believe even i fail i done my best..&lt;br /&gt;i again can see that i always try to put something ahead as an example to go further..&lt;br /&gt;which then i follow the examples i set myself so i can see if i can achieve somthing like this or even better.. which i can see that i gain alot more once i mange that.. i'm happy with this i'm doing so far till i'm brave enough to step a few more steps ahead to try something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to decide on what to take up very soon again..&lt;br /&gt;i'm again struggling to take something i know nuts about, or something that i also know nuts about but then more straight forward in the path ahead...&lt;br /&gt;i always thought i'm a risk person, determine to prove people wrong.. but i myself is scare and worries over things that havent happen.. cause i know i'm still not cut enough to make such decision.. of course i know once i determine somethings and my motive for i will go all the way not making myself regret.. so i guess again i need to balance that..&lt;br /&gt;i'm thankful i have all the support i need..&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm fortunate but always forget about it when i'm happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anthony work hard again k ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-112775279126094399?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/112775279126094399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=112775279126094399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;原来我不缺新鲜空气&lt;br /&gt;原来窗被打开而已&lt;br /&gt;原来路不是到了未端&lt;br /&gt;你就在我下一个转弯&lt;br /&gt;带着我走过黑夜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只怕我生命太短 来不及陪你笑笑&lt;br /&gt;怕在我手上 属于我们的天堂&lt;br /&gt;避开所有别人眼光 自由飞翔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有你多好 幸福再远 我愿意陪你冒险&lt;br /&gt;世界再吵在我耳边留着有你的声线&lt;br /&gt;虽然你的爱不明显 其实我都察觉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有你多好 幸福再远 我愿意陪你冒险&lt;br /&gt;我们最好能一起搂着 令爱不会消减&lt;br /&gt;最后谁会先看不见 也要活在对方心里面&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-112766111495058827?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/112766111495058827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=112766111495058827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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jaw line. He is a good listener and can&gt; understand everything&gt; easily and clearly. He can guess what you will say&gt; before you even say it.&gt; He often shakes his head or touch his hair. He is a&gt; big built, but he will&gt; tend to have a small ear. He tends to have a darker&gt; shade of hair and eyes'&gt; color. He will likely have a short and strong neck,&gt; broad shoulder,&gt; muscular, strong hands and grips. He has a shorter&gt; fingers compare to the&gt; man of the same size and same height in the other&gt; zodiac. His hands can work&gt; well at the same time can protect and care for his&gt; woman.&gt; &gt; His height will be proportional to his weight. He&gt; will walk firmly and&gt; always take a big long step. As he walks he will&gt; look around in caution with&gt; no disturbance from his problems at present or in&gt; the past. He likes to&gt; watch things built with fascinate and wonder about&gt; how it is done, so you&gt; could see him watching a construction site and not&gt; get bored.&gt; &gt; He is a good dancer. He is a careful person in&gt; instinct, so even at dance&gt; floor, he will already have to know what in front or&gt; behind him before he&gt; will take any steps.&gt; &gt; Green is his favorite color. You will mostly see him&gt; wear green, navy, blue,&gt; or brown. In all 12 Zodiacs, he is the one who can&gt; get the most satisfaction&gt; from possession of beautiful thing, and cherish it&gt; as if it is very valuable&gt; to him even it is just a crystal ball made in&gt; France.&gt; &gt; It is his luck that he hardly has to chase after&gt; woman. They always come&gt; themselves without his invitati on. He likes to&gt; treat his guest in his house&gt; than visiting his guest at their house. He does not&gt; like to be a center of&gt; attention, so if you need his help, you have to look&gt; up for him. He lives&gt; his life in stability and simplicity. Every decision&gt; made are already "Sure"&gt; and carefully thought out. He will not do what he&gt; has been asked to do if he&gt; is not interested in doing it. He acts casually but&gt; in reality, he always&gt; doing things seriously.&gt; &gt; He loves peaceful and quiet environment so in his&gt; free time, he will stay at&gt; home instead of going out and look for adventure. He&gt; loves nature and dreams&gt; of a nice and quiet house with lots of trees, or he&gt; may dream of a house in&gt; a beautiful countryside.&gt; &gt; He will let you have freedoms and watching you in a&gt; distance. If you are&gt; over doing something, he will let you know by his&gt; icy cold look. He is the&gt; perfect lover in all the Zodiac for nothing he will&gt; not do for his love one.&gt; He won't allow people to laugh at him or think he is&gt; a joker, so he will&gt; spent for himself luxury for what it is worth.&gt; &gt; He likes neat and well dressed woman, so do not be a&gt; slop if you are dating&gt; this guy. If you do that he will loose his face. He&gt; is the romantic type who&gt; would dance with you under the moon light.&gt; &gt; Love will make him shines and you will see it in his&gt; face. He will not say&gt; it out loud, you have to know it yourself.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; SCORPIO WOMAN&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; A simple woman who always show what kind of a moods&gt; she is in. You can tell&gt; right way if she up set, or if she is flirting with&gt; you. She displays&gt; herself with her act much more than trying to say it&gt; for it's in her&gt; character.&gt; &gt; A Scorpio woman has her own mysterious personality.&gt; She is confident and&gt; deep down inside she is quite proud of herself. She&gt; hates to think she i s&gt; borne a woman and so limiting her with a certain&gt; social acceptable rules.&gt; She is a real woman and despite her innocent and&gt; childish looks, she has a&gt; spirit of free soul. Many men will make mistake if&gt; they think she is a good&gt; follower, they are wrong.&gt; &gt; She thinks being a plain simple housewife is boring.&gt; She likes to have power&gt; and control over other people, but this will be only&gt; her secret, so you will&gt; only see a cute woman. Every things she does will&gt; look good, and she has all&gt; the woman's trick you can think of. She can&gt; manipulate men without they&gt; knowing it.&gt; &gt; If you think she going to do everything you say&gt; because she loves you, then&gt; you will be disappointed. She could be a little&gt; tomboyish and she can&gt; understand you by just looking in your eyes. You may&gt; say sweet words which&gt; could sweep any woman, but not with the Scorpio&gt; woman. She will use her&gt; X-ray eyes reading your thought of what you just&gt; said or what you ar e going&gt; to say. She always smile and she can really hide her&gt; feeling.&gt; &gt; She will constantly show you that she loves freedom.&gt; If she has freedom, she&gt; will not leave you, but will even love you more. If&gt; she wants something, she&gt; will do everything to get it. She has her own sixth&gt; sense of people and you&gt; can feel that energy feed back when you around her.&gt; She likes a man who can&gt; earn her respect, and she will also respect and feel&gt; proud of that man. A&gt; man with power over her should not threat or&gt; challenge her confident. She&gt; likes to have a good looking , strong and healthy&gt; man especially if she&gt; start to compare with her friends' boyfriends. It is&gt; a plus if he hold a&gt; degree or a good career.&gt; &gt; She is a hot lady. She likes heavy music. She either&gt; loves or hates, there&gt; are no "fond of", or "like" for her. Love has no&gt; "may be", or "perhaps". If&gt; she is real mad, she will trash and throw things.&gt; Her wind storm can sweep&gt; all her dishes and you could get accidentally hit on&gt; your head for this&gt; matter. Be calm, it is just your grand mother&gt; favorite china for she has&gt; good quality as much as her bad tempered.&gt; &gt; Sometimes she shows her weakness, but it won't be&gt; long. She will put herself&gt; together and back to be that hot chili again. If she&gt; loves you, it will be&gt; no matter what other people may say. Her&gt; relationship will be more important&gt; than what is right or wrong. Because of this reason,&gt; you may know some&gt; Scorpio woman become a second wife, a mistress.&gt; &gt; She is spoil, but she allows her love one to over&gt; power her. Dating this&gt; woman, you should not keep old love letters in your&gt; pocket or in your house.&gt; It could be a love letter 2 years ago, but never&gt; mind she will argue about&gt; this since this is a big deal for a suspicious&gt; woman. Remember she has a&gt; temper of the shrew.&gt; &gt; If you play a cold war with her, she will treat you&gt; likewise and double it.&gt; If you stood her up once, she will stood you up 2-3&gt; times. She is quite fair&gt; in justice, so she can accept your apologies as much&gt; as she can pretend to&gt; accept things for now and wait for a pay back&gt; revenge in the future. If you&gt; are nice to hear, she will double that to you as&gt; well. A real fair woman.&gt; &gt; She likes to make and spent money. She likes to have&gt; fame and reputations,&gt; and never let herself broke and have no name at the&gt; same time. She is too&gt; proud and will not accept status of being "Poor".&gt; She loves to have face, so&gt; if you are a manager with small salary, she will be&gt; proud more than more&gt; money being a truck driver. She hates to think and&gt; she can not stand a&gt; feeling of being a "Nobody".&gt; &gt; If you like her, play a little hard to get. This&gt; will excite her a bit. When&gt; you go out on a date, set your schedule, but do not&gt; let she knows that you&gt; have planned this for weeks. Always go to pick her&gt; up on time or better to&gt; go 5-10 minutes early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CapricornSymbol : The Sea GoatRuling House : Tenth House Ruling Planet : Saturn Gem Stone : Blue Sapphire Element : Earth Most Compatible with : Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn Can Be Good with : Scorpio, Cancer, Pisces 50-50 Chance with : Aries, Sagittarius, Leo Doubtful with : Gemini, Aquarius, Libra Personality : Capricorns are diligent, conscientious, hardworking and cautious, seldom allowing themselves any sort of permissiveness; this makes them among the most reliable people to work with. You endure hardship well and can be very tolerant, slogging your way up life's steepest climbs and climb you must. You are highly ambitious and will work your way up with patience and hard work - exactly like the mountain goat that represents your Zodiac sign. You have an admirable sense of discipline and a good head for managing finances. Most of you are self-contained and tend to carve your own way. Those who know you well will admire you for your sense of duty, your selflessness in service and your devotion. Although not exactly the centre of attraction at parties, you have a sense of humour that many find attractive. You are sure-footed and most of your productivity is the result of the confidence you bring to your work. You tend to spend far too much energy in being the achiever. You also tend to be moody and fairly self-destructive.Love Life : Your ardent and incurabe romantic yearning for true love, which is checked by Saturn -- the stern planet of discipline. It commands you to be calm, practical and serious. To top it all your practicality and sensibility ensure that you snag the right partner in marriage who can be a good parent and do you proud. Those belonging to the zodiac signs of Taurus, Scorpio and Virgo will make good partners for Capricorns. Nevertheless, love for a stable home and loyalty towards the spouse are your primary concerns. Man or woman, Capricorns love their home, but they are reverent about family ties -- be these their own or the ones created with the partner. If you marry a Capri then be prepared to love your in-laws, no matter what. They seldom marry in haste and abhor divorce, but when it happens it is final.They are pretty good and strict parents always concerned with the best for their children's future.Professional Life: Capricorns make good business people. Shrewd and hardworking, it is unlikely that you will take any rash decisions. You are ambitious and even if you do not have a career of your own, you will make sure your spouse climbs the ladder. You are not up to too much competition and will work at your own pace and deliver the best you can. Capricorns will do well in the fields of academics, industry and even agriculture. Dealing with antiques is also a good profession for you. Money rarely comes to you as an unexpected windfall. It will come through hard work and it will come in a bit late. You should, however, settle down comfortably by the time you are in your early forties.Travelling : You love high places and blossom on mountains. Though you would love to go on a luxurious and comfortable holiday but you are equally frugal about spending money even on a holiday..and keep your expenses in check. Even on holiday you keep yourself disciplined and active; no overindulgence for you. You enjoy historical places and the romance surrounding them.Well Being : Capricorns are diligent, conscientious, hardworking and cautious, seldom allowing themselves any sort of permissiveness, making them among the most reliable people to work with. You endure hardship well and can be very tolerant, slogging your way up life's steepest of climbs and climb you must. You are highly ambitious and will work your way up through patience and hard work - exactly like the mountain goat that represents your Zodiac sign. You have an admirable sense of discipline and a good head for managing finances. Most of you are self-contained and tend to carve your own way. Those who know you well will admire you for your sense of duty, your selflessness in service and your devotion. Although not exactly the centre of attraction at parties, you have a sense of humour that many find attractive. You are sure-footed and most of your productivity is the result of the confidence you bring to your work. You tend to spend far too much energy towards achieving in your work field. You also tend to be moody and fairly self-destructive. Luck : It is the darker colours, the colours of night, that bring you luck. Black, brown, blue and grey will be good colours to wear, while in gemstones you should choose sapphire, amethyst, garnet and black onyx. Numbers 1, 4 and 8 and those that add up to these prove lucky for Capricorns. Saturday is your lucky day. Saturn is your ruler and your element is earth.Kids : The Capricorn kid starts behaving like an adult from a very early age. An entrepreneur from the beginning, this child has ambitious plans to touch the sky someday and what is more surprising, it is all chalked out in great detail! Being a cautious player, of course he or she is not going to attempt something that could possibly fail.An excellent sense of responsibility enables this kid to have a way with peers. There lurks a perfectionist in every Capricorn child, who's ready to walk that extra mile.Teens : This young lady is both studious and diligent; she doesn't see much beyond work. She will figure at the top of her class, and that's just the first step for someone as ambitious as her. She is generally friendly, a trait which helps her to achieve her goals, but she'll need a lot of external support to prevent her from taking life too seriously. Conservative by nature, the Capricorn lass is realistic. Her cautious approach to life does not allow her to be a daredevil. Her exceptional organisational skills help her to tide over most crises and attain her goals.The Capricorn lad will rarely find any leisure since he will be busy chalking out future plans. Serious by nature, he has no time for flippant socialising and has his mind on more important matters. Of course he doesn't want to be rude, but his passion for getting things done often makes him a little bossy. In his leisure time the Capricorn boy loves to indulge in competition, especially in sports, and he finds it very difficult to cope with defeat. For that he needs the support of his compatriots. One-to-one competition also appeals to him. Practical and reliable, he can be trusted with any new responsibility. At the end of the day, a Capricorn boy likes to be surrounded by the spoils of his success. He has been striving for it all through the day. Someday his toils will pay off and he will rule the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ScorpioSymbol : The ScorpionRuling House : Eighth House Ruling Planet : Mars/Pluto Gem Stone : Red Coral Element : Water Most Compatible with : Scorpio, Pisces, Cancer Can Be Good with : Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn 50-50 Chance with : Aquarius, Libra, Gemini Doubtful with : Aries, Leo, Sagittarius Personality : Intense, dominating, and energetic -- your hypnotic stare and your vital force overwhelm those around you. You are passionate and committed to your friends and ruthless with your enemies. Upon the battlefield of life, you are the one who leads, storming the gates of the fortress. Scorpios have a keen intellect and admirable qualities of patience and creativity. You are definitely not the gregarious, social kind, always ready to please people. You are genuine and most of the times, above petty gains. However, you are certainly not above conspiracy and manipulation. Like the scorpion with the sting in its tail, people had better watch out before they rub you the wrong way. Quite a few of you will devote considerable time and energies to develop strategies and plot revenge against your enemies. You are a determined lot. Set to achieve, there are very few challenges that you will not meet.Actually, all activity must hold a sense of purpose for you. You have an inner strength and a great capacity to endure hardships. There is in fact a streak of masochism in you that enables you to destroy something you have nurtured with great care and love. You can easily change course if it suits you better. Nevertheless, you are dynamic, fascinating and often mysterious - a combination that draws many towards youLove Life : You are among the best lovers, instinctively knowing what your partner wants. You are intense and passionate and none of your lovers will ever forget you. You will sweep many off with your magnetic charm. You will rarely distinguish between a passing fancy and true love. For you, it will always be a passionate involvement. Scorpios can also be very jealous and will go to any lengths to claim what they feel is rightly theirs. You will find your ideal life partner in fellow water signs - Cancer, Scorpio and Pisces. It is the water signs that understand you best. You may have disagreements with your family, as you feel they cannot understand you or the intensity of your passion. Though you are a good parent, you can turn wrathful without warning. This often makes your relationship with your children rather uneasy. The Scorpio house will be comfortable and classy, but not overtly flamboyant as you do have an eye for detail and will prefer the minimalist style.Professional Life: You are ideally suited for the sciences and will do extremely well as physicians and surgeons.Architecture and mechanics are also some areas where you will excel. Whether in industry or the military, you will make excellent commanders. Some of you will be interested in fine arts, literature, and journalism -- fields in which you will do quite well. You need not travel long distances to seek fortune and success. In fact, travelling sometimes has quite the opposite effect on you. You will have a good head for business and will be able to plan your investments shrewdly. You normally look towards making big money, but must have patience, lest you adopt less than honourable means to reach your goals.Travelling : You love to holiday in those exotic places that normally others don't go to. Visiting Pyramids in Egypt to the Great Wall of China would always appeal to you. You can withstand any climatic conditions. Package and guided tours are not your idea of holiday. You like to be different in the places you visit and your approach to holidaying.Well Being : Scorpios are perhaps the most mysterious and difficult to understand of all the signs of the zodiac.T hey often seem to have a love-hate relationship with food. Some of you could be overweight while others among you could be anorexic. The Scorpio tendency to brood and keep worries and troubles inside could result in digestive problems. As a cure, some of you will over eat, while others won't eat at all. Many Scorpios also suffer from insomnia and sleep-related disorders. Try not to brood over the day's problems. Swimming is a good form of exercise as well as relaxation for you. You have an attractive, tidy appearance and a fine skin texture. You tend to put on weight, as you grow older.You are prone to catching infections faster than most others and often suffer from fevers. The throat, pelvis, groin and bladder are particularly vulnerable in the case of Scorpio's. Take extra precaution against contagious diseases. Luck : Black, blood red, burgundy, wine, and maroon are good colours for the scorpion.Bloodstone is your lucky stone, whereas nine and other numbers that add up to it are lucky numbers. Tuesday and Thursday are good days. Mars and Pluto rule you and your element is waterKids : The Scorpio child is penetrating and passionate, and quite mysterious -- reasons that often lead to disagreements with other kids. What might appear to be an unsophisticated probing nature is nothing but the crass honesty of this child. It is very difficult to dissuade the Scorpio kid who has already decided on something. These ventures are often ingenious, yielding interesting results. Don't be surprised if you find a streak of jealousy in this kid.Teens : A Scorpio girl is secretive, mysterious and enigmatic. She is a very focussed person, and once she makes up her mind, there is no stopping her. She is very passionate, and occasionally quite manipulative. As she is given to frequent mood swings, she can be a handful at times. She is a very sensitive person who relies on her intuition to explore the world around her. She enjoys sports, which satisfies her competitive urge. Stubborn and strong-willed, she doesn't believe in half-measures. She is erratic and unpredictable, yet on some days she can be amiable company and on others she jealously guards her privacy. This also applies to her appearance, as at times she won't step out of the house without being well dressed and at other times, she won't bother to comb her hair. School life is unpredictable, and even if she is not a model student, she can achieve her goals by the dint of sheer determination and perseverance.He is a mysterious and secretive person who never reveals what he is thinking. He possesses an almost mystical and magnetic quality but can also be quite ruthless and dangerous.He usually has a penetrative insight and needs to know people to the core. He enjoys sports, but mostly for the competition it offers. Being a water sign, he is unpredictable and occasionally undergoes mood swings. He is a very passionate and intense person who cannot tolerate things not going his way. He enjoys challenging hobbies. He usually has his own agenda and expectations from life and he goes about fulfilling them with a single-minded passion. He is confident and resourceful, with people flocking to him, but mind you, the sting of a Scorpio can be really dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capricorn in Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 22-January 19There is a rumor that Capricorns are the best lovers of the zodiac when they feel stable and secure and can see the long term purpose of the union they are in. The focused determination of Saturn as a guiding light brings the same unequaled force into the bedroom and into the relationship as they apply to building their life and their security. Capricorn is slow to trust and even slower to love but once their heart is given there is very little they won't do to back up and support and love their mate. The symbolism of Capricorn is the Seagoat...a useful metaphor is the ability to penetrate both environments on earth....water and land. Spiritually...they can conquer both the spirit and the body. Love is nothing less than a goal and they are capable of approaching it with the same dedication as they approach any other important endeavor in their life. They are loyal, nurturing caregivers and supporters at their best. Cold, calculating and emotionally repressed at their worst. The realm of feelings is the h Capricorn Sexuality: When they are secure within themselves and within a partnership they can take their lover to the peaks of sexual mountaintops. They know how to apply patience and dedication to discovering how to please and their leisurely approach to getting to know a mates intimate secrets promises that they possess an almost push button control of their partners sexual desires. It is not the pure and raw driving sexuality of Scorpio...nor the romantic and enchanting passion of Libra...it is a combination of the human physical need for sex and the spirits need to experience the height of a pleasure and to merge it into one. A soul moving encounter that brings the primal...into the spiritual.The long term story: Capricorns require patience and dedication. They are often shy and awkward in their emotions early on growing in strength and acceptance the longer they stay within a union. They need to have a purpose behind their actions and a purpose behind the relationship. They take the initial investment of heart to the building of a long term commitment with the same serious intent that they conquer all their mountains in life. They can be domineering and cold if they are not in touch with their feeling centers. Materialistic and self serving as well. Once committed most Capricorns stay committed as they are bound to a sense of responsibility. It takes a lot to sever a serious Capricorn tie but once it is severed...they can be vengeful and hateful. They are not always the best judge of character and so let downs and relationship break ups become personal mistakes that they often repress and refuse to accept. They provide one of the most secure and empowering bonds when they are complet Positive Traits in Love: Loyal, dedicated, patient, kind, generous, supportive, serious, dependable, tolerant, attentive.Negative traits: Possessiveness, control, coldness and aloofness, lack of emotional tolerance or depth, materialistic, narrow minded, vindictive, bitter, melancholy.What Capricorn likes:Loyalty, Feeling secure, Financial/material stability, Ambitious mates, Feeling committed, Making long term relationship plansDependability, Reliability, PerseveranceWhat Capricorn Dislikes:Flightiness, Being bossed around, Crudeness/coarseness, Dominance, Game playing, Ego displays, ExtravaganceBeing challenged by a lover, Indecisiveness Capricorn Love Keywords:Loyal, ambitious, dedicated, focused, honesty, disciplined, severe, possessive, controlling, cold, calculating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio in Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 23-November 21Scorpio is the fixed-water sign indicating still waters that run very, very deep. There is an intense and smoldering sexuality and sensuality within every Scorpio as there's is the sign that rules lust and sex. There are three very different types of Scorpio from the scorpion, to the eagle to either the phoenix or the dove (depending on which symbolism one prefers). Yet each will have a profound depth and attraction to love and what accompanies love in their life. They are passionate when they invest their feelings and life is never boring with a Scorpio lover. They thrive when they feel secure and stable within a relationship and enjoy the physical gifts of being in love as much as the emotional ones. They are mysterious...always....and you'll never know what is on your Scorpio Lovers mind....except when it is being expressed through their passion. They are watchful, quiet and dedicated mates who can be as protective of the ones they love as they are of their own vulnerable emotions and feelings. They t Scorpio Sexuality: Scorpio is the sign that rules sexuality and the powers of lust. But their passion is only as deep and profound as it is because it is connected with the ultimate gift of sex.....life. And these are the beings unafraid to face either life or death and that fearlessness translates into their sexual expressions. They can reach the highest highs or the lowest lows in whatever passion they pursue and they are the most intense, uninhibited and dynamic lovers in the zodiac. It comes with deep attachment and needs and a driving urge to come to terms with the enormity of life. The long term story: Scorpios require a solid security within a relationship without feeling that they have a doormat as a mate. This is precarious balance and is learned over time. The longer a relationship lasts with a Scorpio...the more secure it tends to become. They are naturally suspicious (remember they feel and see things the rest of us work to ignore) and with that depth comes the need for some equally powerful self protective mechanisms. Their insecurity and jealousy are by products of self preservation. Scorpios like to be in control and are very seldom found in subservient roles unless they've opted to move into that spot. They need passionate mates who can keep up with their desires and they need someone capable of both maintaining a loyalty and their own sense of individuality in order to keep the relationship balanced. They are basically homebodies feeling most comfortable when they are within their own domains. They despise being surprised, embarrassed or humiliated and retaliate Positive Traits in Love: Loyal, supportive, protective, generous with their strength and knowledge, humble, quiet, unshakable, passionate, encompassing.Negative traits: Jealousy, possessiveness, obsessive, angry, suspicious, mistrusting, secretive and unreliable.What Scorpio likes:Mystery, Secrets, Privacy, Trust/loyalty, Sensuality/passion, Strength, Knowing where they stand, Being acknowledged Honesty/integrityWhat Scorpio Dislikes:Surprises, Lying and deceit, Apathy, Being analyzed/questioned, Being 'understood', Excessive compliments, InsincerityBeing embarrassed, Passivity Scorpio Love Keywords:Intense, compelling, magnetic, sexual, sensual, intriguing, profound, loyal, tenacious, possessive, jealous, obsessive, bad tempered, secretive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-112764178892994059?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-112653783636682834</id><published>2005-09-12T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T23:10:36.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deep within</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/dreamingofyou.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep within..&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy..&lt;br /&gt;cause i have you with me..&lt;br /&gt;it is so hard for me to discribe..&lt;br /&gt;i used to think that i can pen down things i have in mind..&lt;br /&gt;after having you.. i kept losing of words..&lt;br /&gt;cause words at times is meaningless if u are not around me..&lt;br /&gt;it is certianly more than words i want you to feel..&lt;br /&gt;many times i ask myself..&lt;br /&gt;what on earth i deserve.. having you..&lt;br /&gt;somehow this is the kindness gift i ever get..&lt;br /&gt;i have u to share..&lt;br /&gt;every moment i wish that time will stop..&lt;br /&gt;and take you to somewhere there ain't anyone else..&lt;br /&gt;just you and me&lt;br /&gt;even if u are not around..&lt;br /&gt;i still having you in here..&lt;br /&gt;my heart which i can feel..&lt;br /&gt;every time i close my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;every breathe i took..&lt;br /&gt;i have your image in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;having you in my arms..&lt;br /&gt;having you here with me..&lt;br /&gt;i realises i'm in love..&lt;br /&gt;just simply in love with you..&lt;br /&gt;i love you ailing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anthony&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-112653783636682834?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/112653783636682834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=112653783636682834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/112653783636682834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/112653783636682834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/09/deep-within.html' title='deep within'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-112540911854226334</id><published>2005-08-30T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T21:38:38.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prevent my blog to die..</title><content type='html'>well i have to write something else my blog will be like dead..&lt;br /&gt;1.my heart is occupied by my dear... cant help it, she is simply too lovely, the only think that can make me smile now is to think of her, and my heart is like melting like mm chocolates.. melt liao melt liao.. =^_^=&lt;br /&gt;2. my mind is occupied with alot of stuffs.. work, future plans. whatever else that i can think of.&lt;br /&gt;3.i need more time for my friends!&lt;br /&gt;4.i think i really need to fall sick so i can get a MC.. sian sia.. everytime sick halfway .. else pls send me for reservist i need a break from my world...&lt;br /&gt;5.considering all those factors i'm still very bless and contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok take care all my friends i miss you guys so damn lot... ping, ming, yi, jem, ray, hui,wenz, lynette jie, kairen, joan, ces, lian, vampy, sk, zan, rol, meiqi, ronald, ong, jowee, rud, adwin, ken, engchuan, poly friends(angeline, ting, ziting, peiling, lisa, kenneth, janet, shufen)... all my others friends not mentions u also includes lah just lazy to write out liao .. haiz.. got time we must meet up .. haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-112540911854226334?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-112523290925564127</id><published>2005-08-28T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T23:27:59.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally i can breath!!! because i finally excerise -_-</title><content type='html'>yah .. finally manage to jog.. or should i say walk...hauahahah no lah jog at mj again.. finally i can feel my lungs pumping air.. its like.. very long since i actually run.. but i know after that meaning aching body!!!!! arrrrgh endurance.. kanna of scare now.. must take ippt before jan so must like train a little wonder if i have the time.. must try to force myself to excerise at least 1/2 hour a day hope so only lah .. haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-112523290925564127?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-112406058349989166</id><published>2005-08-15T06:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T07:03:04.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cant sleep</title><content type='html'>somehow my insomia comes back again all the sudden..&lt;br /&gt;i cant sleep for goodness sake..&lt;br /&gt;wonder if i'm really stress out..&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i have some assistance..&lt;br /&gt;should i call out for help..&lt;br /&gt;it is so crazy somehow..&lt;br /&gt;but still i'm enjoying this process..&lt;br /&gt;i must be mad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason of why i can't sleep..&lt;br /&gt;work..&lt;br /&gt;like my manager said to me..&lt;br /&gt;when come to sunday evening your head starts to plan on what u want to do &lt;br /&gt;and achieve next week, without planning i'm sure to have more headaches later..&lt;br /&gt;but well even thought i'm trying hard to plan what to do..&lt;br /&gt;i guess it is not possible till i'm doing the work..&lt;br /&gt;i'm like thinking each and every possible ways to handle certian problems..&lt;br /&gt;but always end up having some stupid issue later on..&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is kinda shitty..&lt;br /&gt;i must constantly reminds myself of not saying anymore things not under my knowledge later when meeting my customer..&lt;br /&gt;stupid customer give me headache which not done by me..&lt;br /&gt;it is not me who provide you this spec. not that i promise u this results but end up i have to handle the issue till it is resolve..&lt;br /&gt;it will be good if customer listen to your advise but then what do u think? &lt;br /&gt;nah they wont.. &lt;br /&gt;later u see more issue coming up for the changes you do for them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is killing me..&lt;br /&gt;1 more super delayed case which is also my first case.. hopfully everything will be resolve by changing the stupid lens..&lt;br /&gt;1 case suppose to close and i been like already done my best..&lt;br /&gt;1 case close and now they want to enhance it requires my 'technical' skill &lt;br /&gt;1 case keep having issue on hardware side.. provide the best support liao but keep on having some stupid issue.. i dont even face it myself in my location dont know what they try to do..&lt;br /&gt;1 new tech skill i havent even master walking now want me to fly.. haiz &lt;br /&gt;try liao can work but then go customer's place more problem face.. &lt;br /&gt;1 new case up tomorrow dont know what other hell problem i'm facing on that&lt;br /&gt;1 new case still pending and recieve no news from them that requires me yet.. hope they dont get me pray hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 cases and i'm like following up each and everyday with this crazy stuff..&lt;br /&gt;i need to seek solution to this..&lt;br /&gt;pls help and enlighten me pls..&lt;br /&gt;else send me someone who is able to assist me..&lt;br /&gt;why my senior so busy.. how i wish i dare to ask for thier help.. but then..&lt;br /&gt;1 more day if i cannot handle i must ask him liao.. hope that he can spare a little time to assist me.. which i know it is so hard cause he is so pack up also..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-112406058349989166?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/112406058349989166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=112406058349989166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/112406058349989166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/112406058349989166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/08/cant-sleep.html' title='cant sleep'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-112400563183905900</id><published>2005-08-14T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T15:47:11.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dine at home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/dearest/cookingathome.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always wanted to prepare dinner to the girl i care for at my place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup .. the feeling is erm... good but somehow or rather not as romantic as like those tv u see those candles lights, in nice dress and clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still ha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don think can wor.. it wont be like that 1 .. those tv 1 all are fake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause hor. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. first preparing of food need to go and buy food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.then buy food liao must go and wash cut take out all the plates to like put aside... which uses alot of plates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.then cook liao if need to fry then it will be oily all over the places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.then include yourself u will smell so fishy or meaty if u need to handle those raw meats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. then those food turn cold when left there on the table to wait for u to clean up wash up the place may takes time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.then how about u go and bath and dress nicely your food turn cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah mah how to do it.. tell me? see i tell u it is fake ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then prepared food meat dont tell me just throw into microwave.. then that is not consider cooking also hor .. hmmm next time i go buy prepared food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see then after that the worst part is to invite your girl, which she will dress so nicely into those gowns, style up the hair and also wear silitos shoes into your house u also wear shoes around your house? naahh.. then eat liao too full do what? dance around the dining table? kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tv show are fake but well for me i enjoy my process to prepare for her.. she knows how to peels potatos she knows how to assist me, we go to ntuc together to buy food to prepare... what more can i ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok above are craps haha.. kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/dearest/inmyarms.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people says if u keep saying i love you, it might get meaningless and worst, you never meant it in your heart...&lt;br /&gt;but to me saying 'i love you' delievers a message that i wish u to know now that i'm thankful in having you this very moment and the very next moment is to love you even more not by saying but by my action,my concern,my care... like what you have say to me, saying goodbye issit the end but a fresh begining which awaits for the very next moment, we see and feel for each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we should always be open to each others feelings, corresponds to each other emotions, romances. i enjoys what i call the 'dumb' things we are doing together now, sharing the feelings laffing at each others jokes even completing simple tasks. it is simply satisfactory doing things together with the one u wish to share with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more i wish to say like i always do that is.. i like the way you love me and thank you for loving me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the feel of your name on my lips&lt;br /&gt;I like the sound of your sweet gentle kiss&lt;br /&gt;The way that your fingers run through my hair&lt;br /&gt;And how your scent lingers even when you're not there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I like the way your eyes dance when you laugh&lt;br /&gt;And how you enjoy your two hour bath&lt;br /&gt;And how you convinced me to dance in the rain&lt;br /&gt;With everyone watching like we were insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I love the way you love me&lt;br /&gt;Strong and wild&lt;br /&gt;Slow and easy&lt;br /&gt;Heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;So completely&lt;br /&gt;I Love the way you love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to imitate ol jerry lee&lt;br /&gt;And the cue of your eyes&lt;br /&gt;When I'm slightly off key&lt;br /&gt;And I like the innocent way when you cry&lt;br /&gt;At sappy old movies you've seen hundreds of times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I could list a million things&lt;br /&gt;I love to like about you&lt;br /&gt;But they all come to one reason&lt;br /&gt;I could never live without you&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you love me&lt;br /&gt;Strong and wild&lt;br /&gt;Slow and easy&lt;br /&gt;Heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;So completely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you love me&lt;br /&gt;Oh Baby, I love the way you love me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-112400563183905900?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/112400563183905900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=112400563183905900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/112400563183905900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/112400563183905900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/08/dine-at-home.html' title='dine at home...'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/dearest/th_cookingathome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-112268489354658626</id><published>2005-07-30T08:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T08:54:53.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remember this anthony!!!</title><content type='html'>been too tense up... due to work..i have felt the tension is so high before however i'm glad.. working long hours even on friday night i ended back in office trying hard to see what is left undone... but i guess jobs never end.. very soon i will be loaded with work again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm learning alot that i never tried before.. everytime i meet mistakes i learn to be more careful the next time round... i do like this kind of feeling but i guess i wish i can give myself less tense.. it is hard to be so afriad of reading your emails and trying to find out ways and solution to meet thier requirements. but then everytime u make a call out or arrange an appointment i can only go down there and take a look trying to find out what could be wrong.. i must constantly remind myself to talk lesser in future if i'm not very technical in explaining some things. cause some people are good at picking your words.. and target you... cruel this world is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is always me i guess who is rushing into things.. i may not be a prefectionist but sometimes i just want to show that i'm attempting to do my very best in things that are handle to me.. cause at least i wont regret later.. i told myself alot of time that there is no time for me to regret at least u try or do your best already.. but well i'm still human afterall will always think back and say to myself why i didnt try harder or i should have do it this way so that i wont have such problem... knowing my weakness but not trying to remember it or keep behaving or walking back to the same ground dont make u stronger only make u more foolish at times but why i cant just be more careful then haiz.. guess i'm not that smart in real.. dumb dumb me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i guess i'm too blunt i dont think it once throught before i say things out it is always hurtful i also know this shows the immature side of me.. well anthony pls buck up and if forget what u says come back take a look at this blog u wrote to say about your feelings.. and then try to register to your old cpu.... ha it is faulty always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i been happy too, with her around, life spice up... i know at times i do say wrong words or maybe do some things that i shouldn't or what ever selffish things i do..may make her feel uncomfortable or make her upset or troubled but  really wish i can just purely bring her happiness and let her know there is someone there for her if she needs a support .. i can really put her my piorities as each time i think of having her by myself i felt very lucky...&lt;br /&gt;i wish that weekend could be longer also.. so i can more time with her.. but well i know very soon i will have lesser time to see her and she will also be busy soon... i guess i just try my best again i guess. my very best to make someone happy may cause disturbance..hahaha aiyoh.. faintz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends of mine wack me if i make mistakes again ! thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-112268489354658626?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/112268489354658626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=112268489354658626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/112268489354658626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try to update over weekend hopfully i more free&lt;br /&gt;take care all my friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-112178823766239512?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/112178823766239512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=112178823766239512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/112178823766239512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/112178823766239512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/07/brain-dead-cant-think-feel-that-it-is.html' title='brain dead... cant think feel that it is tearing apart i think too much....'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-112101742177196039</id><published>2005-07-11T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T01:43:41.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>super tired week</title><content type='html'>so tired until ah... nearly fall sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy and stressful week last week. so much work on hand i dont know how finish it..just keep doing it and 1 after another keep coming in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cases after cases.. but contented liao .. at least got things to do .. just feel that i'm not skill enough to handle just scare give shit to my partners and bosses if i didnt do my part well.. well 1 shit is coming soon... but guess not my issue i already did my best i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tune also tune already fix also fix already ..&lt;br /&gt;what else can be wrong new goods cant be faulty right?&lt;br /&gt;well cant be bothered just hope that it will be smoother on other project..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet dear last min on wed as i was at west.. have dinner and do shopping together..&lt;br /&gt;ah.. dear brought me a pouch for my o2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis on friday to get yi's present meet up with dear.. very sweet of her just to company me find gift.. then end up with ping and her dar.. also hunting for yi's present.. ha.. we end up eating at feicui...but only have desserts as we had dinner earlier.. after that we apart and i go gai gai with my dear watch movie take pics and play games ha... i think i play more games than her.. she just sits and watch me play.. -_-" well must play together mah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was korean hahah.. never intend to watch that. .but well not that bad after all at least it is a funny show but a little lame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if dear will get bored by me when i talk so much as we walk down to find nr3 when i send her home.. but ha... i just enjoy having her by my side.. and she is like always willing to suffer with me in such long journey walk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then next on sat, prepare to meet up with hui, yi, ping, ming, ray, jem add my gf and hui's gf... to celebrate yi's pre birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was rather fun.. hui and popo was there early to fly kite, ha.. and thier kite flies high well me and dear try to fly 1 super heavy 1 didnt manage to make it go high but well later we took over from them and collect back the kite -_-" but it was very fun .. dont know why also... that time i was quite happy even just to see the kite fly far....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to eat our steam bbq buffet.. wha took alot of piccy of my friends.. so funny.. but too bad i wasnt feeling well didnt get much involved... there was firework display all the sudden and it was really a much pretty sight even thought it was block by trees, strange again having someone with u share to see fireworks look even more enjoyable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that like forever we are endless we end up at hotel lounge to chit chat and relax having a nice wine was wonderful specially with her by my side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well everything still have to comes to an end... happy birthday liyi even thought it is 1 week in advance really hope u enjoy your day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-112101742177196039?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-112040427588348762</id><published>2005-07-03T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T23:24:36.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a lot like....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/alotlikelove400x305.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot like.. i copy from the movie alot like love.. ;P&lt;br /&gt;well doesnt matter as long as it is nice right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fans out there pls dont whack me..&lt;br /&gt;out with my dear for the past few days never feel happier seeing her..&lt;br /&gt;i hope she feels the same..&lt;br /&gt;she becomes lovelier each and everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also want to say sorry to her for a thing or maybe more than 1 thing&lt;br /&gt;i didnt handle well..&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad after that.. not of considering of her feelings...&lt;br /&gt;i'm still learning..really..knowing i'm a dumb guy..and do dumb things&lt;br /&gt;and not sensitive enough at certianly things, think my friends all know about my problems also&lt;br /&gt;must constantly reminds myself..&lt;br /&gt;friends of mine and my dear pls constantly reminds me of things i do not well .. or did badly without considering your feelings, be loud say it to my face if i dont realise  it myself fast, , cause u know lah i need to wake up from my idea too ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know myself alot of flaws also ... even at work i didnt handle certain things well too .. i also argue out.. then i realise 1 thing too ... a line i must learn...not everything must argue or says things out it makes u u show more mistakes and flaws must try to listen to others first..&lt;br /&gt;things should be make simple not make it complicated..if u dont know really must say dont know and dont fail must know your mistake and learn from there..then go and find out the best way to correct your mistake and work things out slowly. 1 thing for sure no one is prefect but many are demanding for prefections ... do your best can liao ... really cannot say cannot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must learn to wake up faster and realise mistakes asap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of work tomorrow will be another tired day ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will gain confident when mistakes are made and corrected..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear is a simple girl, i know she is not demanding me to do alot of things for her..&lt;br /&gt;thats why the more i know her i feel i love the right person.. when u love somemore more&lt;br /&gt;u just wish to give her your best too..  hahah reminds me of 1 thing must take things slower again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really feel i'm very blessed now... every simple things i doing now make me happy.. even i'm stress up i feel happy.. cause i been given chance to learn to solve it...&lt;br /&gt;and i know if i dont cherish what i having now it will be gone like a dream, in order to make my dream become reality and last super long.. i must work extra hard to maintian it.. cause not everything come so easily.... and with things that are smooth now more troubles and problems will also resurfaced up .. so take it like a man to solve it deal with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa, mama, gu ma, kor kor and sis in law love u all also..&lt;br /&gt;dear i love you also ..&lt;br /&gt;friends i love you peoples out there..&lt;br /&gt;all my relatives i love u people also ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherish whatever u have, even it is the shortest moment in life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-112040427588348762?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/112040427588348762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=112040427588348762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/112040427588348762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/112040427588348762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/07/lot-like.html' title='a lot like....'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-112014853715807593</id><published>2005-07-01T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T00:22:17.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work</title><content type='html'>work is.... both exciting yet frightening..&lt;br /&gt;when u are lucky everything is smooth..&lt;br /&gt;when u are unlucky, all i say is good luck..&lt;br /&gt;well i kinda like my job now.. cause i'm like learning a new things from every people i met...&lt;br /&gt;and certianly it is a new experience gain..&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes.. when u know and the only way to know it is to do your own testing it is the best way to learn and gain knowledge..&lt;br /&gt;learn from experience.. ah ..&lt;br /&gt;stress but i like..&lt;br /&gt;i must learn not to make work with personnel feelings soon..&lt;br /&gt;well work is still very stressful&lt;br /&gt;i must secure my place..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-112014853715807593?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/112014853715807593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=112014853715807593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/112014853715807593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/112014853715807593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes..like i always told u.. i wish this moment or the time can stop for us..and dont wish to let you go.. &lt;br /&gt; i wish i can have you by my side, holding you tight..&lt;br /&gt;but i also know i cant be too greedy.. well even it is just 15 mins it worth everything..&lt;br /&gt;i know you understand what i mean..&lt;br /&gt;dear i miss you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-112014830737299196?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/112014830737299196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=112014830737299196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/112014830737299196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/112014830737299196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/06/15-mins.html' title='15 mins'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111983181686729361</id><published>2005-06-27T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T08:23:36.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentosa with jem, hui and popo</title><content type='html'>first to jem...&lt;br /&gt;sorry for been soooooo damn late..&lt;br /&gt;very bad let u wait for us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a good trip...a good trip out,with friends but without gf...&lt;br /&gt;sunshine, beach volley ball, and dip into the nice salty sea water...&lt;br /&gt;and certianly alot of pics taking at the lovely island...&lt;br /&gt;just ekekee no time to upload..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at night we went to pasta mania to have our dinner.. hmmm somehow or rather the pasta taste nice maybe i'm hungry or should i say we are all hungry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very soon we took a cab home..&lt;br /&gt;thats was a good day with my dear friends... thanks for bringing so much joy to everyone..&lt;br /&gt;also thanks for all the nice chatting and suaning me ah...&lt;br /&gt;;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great having u guys by my side&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111983181686729361?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111983181686729361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111983181686729361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111983181686729361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111983181686729361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/06/sentosa-with-jem-hui-and-popo.html' title='sentosa with jem, hui and popo'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111983213741653762</id><published>2005-06-24T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T08:28:57.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day with her</title><content type='html'>aimlessly actually wasn't planning for anything..&lt;br /&gt;but just to be out with her is a wonderful experience..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well went to orchard.. and have our dinner...&lt;br /&gt;make a wrong choice of dinning place and the setmeal sucks..&lt;br /&gt;shouldnt have eaten the set meals.. my dear dont enjoy the food too but still she try to finish it...&lt;br /&gt;sorry didnt able to make u enjoy the meal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to walk walk .. to see whats new and nice..&lt;br /&gt;it was quite fun having her around..at least holding her small hand tight.. and ask her to go and try some clothing for me to see.. but didnt buy anything but well it was really fun..&lt;br /&gt;and just imagine i set st 77th alarm on .. haha cause alot of electronic stuff in my bag&lt;br /&gt;after that we decide to go home early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then we can't bare to part and yah we went to watch movie at cck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111983213741653762?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111983213741653762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111983213741653762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111983213741653762'/><link rel='self' 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align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?&lt;br /&gt;If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?&lt;br /&gt;If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call?&lt;br /&gt;If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never know what the future brings, but I know you are here with me now,&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it through, and I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna run away but I can't take it, I don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't need you then why am I crying on my bed?&lt;br /&gt;If I don't need you then why does your name resound in my head?&lt;br /&gt;If you're not for me then why does this distance maim my life?&lt;br /&gt;If you're not for me then why do i dream of you as my wife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why you're so far away, But I know that this much is true,&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it through, And I hope you are the one I share my life with,&lt;br /&gt;And I wish that you could be the one I die with,&lt;br /&gt;And I pray in you're the one I build my home with,&lt;br /&gt;I hope I love you all my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna run away but I can't take it , I don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I miss you body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away,&lt;br /&gt;And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right, And though I can't be with you tonight,&lt;br /&gt;You know my heart is by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna run away but I can't take it, I dont understand,&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way I can stay in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just suddenly feel like putting this song lyrics..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111953904422032630?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111953904422032630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/simplylovingu2.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't say in words,&lt;br /&gt;i can't write it out,&lt;br /&gt;i have lots to say,&lt;br /&gt;i wish i know how?&lt;br /&gt;i wish you in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;holding you tight..&lt;br /&gt;i wish to whisper in your ears,&lt;br /&gt;saying all i want to share&lt;br /&gt;just to you..&lt;br /&gt;i want to look deep into your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;secure a place in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;cause all this simply means loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply loving you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anthony&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111937889237981803?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111937889237981803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111937889237981803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111937889237981803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111937889237981803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/06/simply-loving-you.html' title='simply loving you'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111931597818701064</id><published>2005-06-21T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T09:06:18.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you for loving me..</title><content type='html'>how to describle this feeling?&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea really...&lt;br /&gt;it is so sweet sometimes till lemons and limes taste like sugar and honey&lt;br /&gt;and melt your heart like mashmellow...&lt;br /&gt;it feels warm even when air con is cold when u hold her small hand tight..&lt;br /&gt;it makes u want to find a little bit more each and everyday and suprise by her&lt;br /&gt;how wonderful she can be..&lt;br /&gt;it makes you weak when u look into her eyes deep, hug her tight and wish this moment will just freeze..&lt;br /&gt;i just adores the way she is..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111931597818701064?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111931597818701064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111931597818701064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111931597818701064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111931597818701064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/06/thank-you-for-loving-me.html' title='thank you for loving me..'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111919661792429493</id><published>2005-06-19T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T08:51:36.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just for u...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/justforu.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just for you ... hope u like it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111919661792429493?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111919661792429493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111919661792429493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111919661792429493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111919661792429493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-for-u.html' title='just for u...'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111915002667715370</id><published>2005-06-19T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T11:00:26.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more than words can say</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/mylove2.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very happy and blessed&lt;br /&gt;thanks for bringing me so much happiness and sweetness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is alot of things i wish to say.. but well i'm not good at words&lt;br /&gt;and very new to this -_-"&lt;br /&gt;but dont worry, i will show u my sincerity&lt;br /&gt;we will try to work things out slowly k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天真&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛你的心　愛你的人&lt;br /&gt;愛你在早晨　愛你在黃昏&lt;br /&gt;我無時無刻　無所不能的為你&lt;br /&gt;耐心的等　等你來疼&lt;br /&gt;＊對你的愛一天天的加深&lt;br /&gt;哪怕結果會殘害我一身&lt;br /&gt;火熱的心　水不熄　風吹不冷&lt;br /&gt;只希望能和你共渡一生&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;＃我這個愛人　有點天真&lt;br /&gt;有點點愚笨　對愛沒天份&lt;br /&gt;愛你的眼神　愛的天真&lt;br /&gt;緊閉的雙唇　只願等你親吻&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想你的心　想你的人&lt;br /&gt;想你在早晨　想你在黃昏&lt;br /&gt;我無時無刻　無心無魂的想你&lt;br /&gt;我願意忍　我是認真&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; this song delicated to u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111915002667715370?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111915002667715370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111915002667715370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111915002667715370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111915002667715370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/06/more-than-words-can-say.html' title='more than words can say'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111855475074382275</id><published>2005-06-12T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T13:39:10.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie, it is a jungle out there.</title><content type='html'>discover 1 thing. it's seem a long time since i went for a movie with my old gang.. basically i cant remember any movie we went to watch.. hmm maybe we didnt really went together like that right? or issit AHhhhhhhhhhHHH  I REMEMBERED the LAST movie was at century square.. EXORIST 3 right? haha hahaaa... who i'm talking about? ping, jem, ray, hui, yi, ming did i miss out any 1 else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well last movie meet up was with sharon for a NZ film, Jowee for Wa SI LI LAO BEI(starwarz3) then yesterday was with ailing for that Madwhateverhowuspellthatthingy!' show even it is was quite a nice film and very nice music, it was quite a short movie, but quite enjoy it.. well i always miss out a lot of nice movie i want to watch kinda sad right. .and movie are really going more and more ex..&lt;br /&gt;well the movie is worth it animation.. but not much to talk about after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was walking around ps suppose to buy a telephone and a birthday gift for my brother and his gf.. and icant find a suitable gift.. and yah know what hahaha red wine will do just fine which waiting for ping to pass to me.. ;P&lt;br /&gt;must thanks ping for it..&lt;br /&gt;hui also help me to get some of my collection keke thank you thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after aimless walk with ailing, at ps .decided to go for dinner at esplanade.. good intro by my jie al dente.. great amosphere..can see the nice landscape of city area..well but haha i dont know the way so malu bring her to the wrong floor.. but haha we discovered the esplanade library..hopfully she likes the dinner.. since she says, she seldom come to such place to have dinner before.. well me too :P try lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner we took some nice pictures.. the customer service at al dente was good they are very friendly but of course i guess it is due to the management i guess.. feel a little bit out of place.. but well guess next time i will stick to local delights.. haha.. but still must pampered ourselves and try out new places..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walk down to merlion to takes more pics and have a relaxing conversation too..some how i realise that my cam issit good cannot take far images when it flash is on..&lt;br /&gt;after that we walk down to boat quay area again..and again we talk.. how i hope i didnt bored her out... i'm freaking lousy to entertianing people..ended taking a bus 190 back to west..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today sunday i still got so much things to do ... haiz.. but feeling restless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will try harder.. i also need to have some inspiration for the music i must do...&lt;br /&gt;feel like playing my drums now..&lt;br /&gt;turning on my disco lights..&lt;br /&gt;spining my fav tracks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will do it now..&lt;br /&gt;pics in later date&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111855475074382275?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111855475074382275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>this space just for you, happy birthday wenz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/wenzbirthdaycard.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry hope it didnt come to late... just for u ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111841271991615050?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111829474617524345</id><published>2005-06-09T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T13:25:46.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 good and bad thing about</title><content type='html'>good thing is... i still surviving&lt;br /&gt;bad thing is... i need to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is bad this is bad.. never feel so sleepy before&lt;br /&gt;stand can sleep&lt;br /&gt;sit can sleep&lt;br /&gt;talk can sleep&lt;br /&gt;take bus can sleep&lt;br /&gt;walk can sleep&lt;br /&gt;eat can sleep&lt;br /&gt;yet i cannot sleep now&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need...&lt;br /&gt;rest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111829474617524345?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111837787521553516</id><published>2005-06-09T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T22:13:44.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new place momo</title><content type='html'>been invited by lorana to go down to momo for the grand opening at central mall.&lt;br /&gt;quite a big club, music wise... hmm i thought i was at dbo .. similar top 40 r&amp;amp; b.&lt;br /&gt;well consider the place is big but ok even though free drinks is provided yesterday it was quite hard to get drinks cause basically i guess it goes all around as in they wont offer so much free drinks for people.. and maybe the crowds is too big for them to handle..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, wong lilin, allan, robin leong and some others celebrities are there.. yet still can see they try to Q to get a drink or two.. i guess this life is fair afterall but shouldn't they at least approach the boss or the bartender to get them a table or open up a bottle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well whatever, bum to many familar faces at the club guess all the faces are quite the same what now i feel that there is a few too many big clubs around .. wonder how they manage to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this place will look pretty ugly if the crowds look lesser than they have .. ah .. the good thing is.. jowee know the door lady so in future it will be easy access again yet i dont like to club so freq, jowee the lord siths when will u find yourself some other 'aims'&lt;br /&gt;lord vadar is wore out liao.. -_-" i dont want to be in the dark side!! hahaha just a joke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bum to jennifer at club momo .. the lady i mention who i miss.. so nice to catch her. .there.. and can see that she is doing well... can see she is very tired her dark rings..yet she told me due to gaming.. faintz .. pls lady take care of your health&lt;br /&gt;saw jayne also haha this lady it is like 8 years since i know jenni i last saw her..&lt;br /&gt;can see she is doing fine.. haha she cant reconise me at all i guess i'm still the same old anthony who dont leave people with deep impression. i left early while count dooku and lord siths left for devils to carry on thier nights. reach home about 1 plus.. feel like talking to someone.. and well been talking to someone this few nights... must thanks her for her time and company..&lt;br /&gt;it has really been a long time... yup yup catching a movie on sat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must book ticket later..&lt;br /&gt;i shall carry on later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for lunch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111837787521553516?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111837787521553516/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111807771938753034</id><published>2005-06-07T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T01:08:39.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of bordom</title><content type='html'>yah done two design for frances, cause that time told her that her pic is quite nicely taken and i will like to try to do some edit so guess but then out of idea for sometime, then yesterday she ask if i still need the pics cause she is taking it down from her friendster..i told her i do have that pic already crop having find nice background that suits her.. well the quality of the photo was quite bad as it but try my best to touch up a little.. well still very bad didn't able to bring out the mood i want haiz... guess i'm not very creative after all..&lt;br /&gt;first 1 is club.. remembered i told her that will bring her to some club in future.. ha... virtual club will this do? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next wonder if she still addicted to dices so dicide to try out this ...&lt;br /&gt;here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/design/frances_club2.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yah this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/design/frances_dice2.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope she like it and didnt destroy her piccy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes my another night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my insomia is getting worst..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to my old work place today .. just to fax my time sheet.. else cant get my pay..&lt;br /&gt;anyway meet up with ken, ailing also bum to madeline.. she jumps up and down when she saw her 'lovely' cutie piccy been mess up by me .. haah but ok lah she is very easy going 1 .. well i manage to do it quite adorable still mah .. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have have change.. new job very challenging.. i demand on myself alot but i just cant really concerate at the end of the day ... it is very bad.. something is wrong somewhere.. i must try again... try to sleep soon .. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;feel like talking to someone who theres to talk to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ping and hui .. enjoy your tour k .. and remember my pressies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111807771938753034?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111807771938753034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111807771938753034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111807771938753034'/><link rel='self' 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web write a code.. view it at my pc with my url http://www.geocities.com but why cant other people see what i see.. &lt;br /&gt;say nothing display..&lt;br /&gt;i try it out in an win98 pc.. at least it shows me requires installation and needed direct 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why why why... &lt;br /&gt;but why others cannot see it... &lt;br /&gt;my location other pc can see it.. with win xp...&lt;br /&gt;haiz... &lt;br /&gt;why why why&lt;br /&gt;i suck.. that all i can say ...&lt;br /&gt;stress up&lt;br /&gt;wed presentation ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anthony&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111803167302309947?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111803167302309947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>let me recalled... yesterday hmmm&lt;br /&gt;ok wake up damn early on sat...&lt;br /&gt;morning to go bank OUB!... opening an account..i reach there at 9.30 and actually Q till 12 to get my account created.. haiz..faintz&lt;br /&gt;after that rush down to IT fair to meet up with my cousin Jesmine and her mama to get her a new LAPTOP!! got her THINKPAD by IBM .. seem that i manage to get a good deal i guess..&lt;br /&gt;throw in by the vendor with alot of freebies and upgrade for 2.1 k lappy.. like free printer, mouse, softcase, antivirus cd, ram, waive off some cash..&lt;br /&gt;shoik but spend nearly my whole afternoon there, cause with her mama and my mama faintz so slow... poor jesmine and me faintz..&lt;br /&gt;jesmine is my young cousin schooling st.nic sec 1 only.. so lucky can own her own lappy.. anyway .. the money hor is she SAVE for two years lor! power right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bring back to my place and help her to update teach her how to connect and stuff.. young people learn things damn fast..haiz the bad things is haha now i'm her IT support liao .. faintz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next me see whats next.. hmmm meet up with jowee and adwin for late nights get away.. jowee's guitar playing is getting to extreme.. wish i could do what he does..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we out to L.R boring as usual.. after that went to devils.. boring again .. then when to B.Q to meet up adwin's 'gf' went breakfast at MAC at Eastcoast.. everything end up like just another normal day out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah been so bored on friday night. and haha got hold of a piccy of madeline and decide to do some fun stuff with it..first as she was a noti lady i decided to ....&lt;br /&gt;LOCK HER UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/design/lockherup.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then guess.. her expression seem to suits... something else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/design/Graveyard.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pouting erm ? hantu???!!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok .. still not scary enough i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/design/Graveyard3.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QING NI BU YAO CHAN ZHE WO AH!!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to know her on my last day of my work at old job.&lt;br /&gt;very fun loving young lady.. very on and crazy type haha&lt;br /&gt;can tell the whole world about her life and sweet sweet love with her bf..&lt;br /&gt;faintz.. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;thanks madeline for your piccy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111794972413013384?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111794972413013384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111794972413013384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111794972413013384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111794972413013384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ailing has postpone meet up.&lt;br /&gt;sob.. it is ok .. always have other chance.&lt;br /&gt;she is sick and her mum hurts her ankle and she still need to take care of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright will go home and rest also.. tired&lt;br /&gt;will bring some work home to test also&lt;br /&gt;need to know my products super well to core&lt;br /&gt;this is what i set as in goal for myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111779095637460765?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111779095637460765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111779095637460765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;... let me smell ... morning .. thick coffee ..&lt;br /&gt;... let me hear ... morning .. quiet ..&lt;br /&gt;... let me say ... morning .. talk less work more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is just another day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawnz..&lt;br /&gt;ailing is sick .. dont know if she is able to make it to meet me for movie tonight&lt;br /&gt;she says she will inform me again at noon..&lt;br /&gt;poor girl..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111775931701909694?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111775931701909694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111775931701909694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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girl work till 9 havent have dinner.. and well since i have my beauty sleep, i rush to bath to wake up!&lt;br /&gt;then also call jem who is just back home ask him to tag along&lt;br /&gt;3 of us just meet up at TM.. on my way there i took a cab and the driver look so young, then i decided to talk to him.. haha cool right.. cause today mood perky..&lt;br /&gt;and he is just 31.. whaaa 31 a taxi driver.. cool right? ask him why does he choose this line.. he says he use to do sales.. then like driving then .. that time company give him car allowance cause need him to drive around and he brought a car and then having a car is too taxing for him.. over his bugget.. so he decided to give up and end up cant find a job and took up taxi job.. now he can enjoy what he like best driving and also earn..he say money is hard to earn.. but he manage to give daily 80 dollars to his wife to save and spend... not bad ah ... he say what extra will be his&lt;br /&gt;but long and tired hours.. he say .. he dont feel tired driving but will feel the tense once he reach home and he will sleep.. he feel bad also..&lt;br /&gt;well good luck.. i always believe all career have ways to earn and survive depend on what u want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/fixcarday/funwithjemping1.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/fixcarday/funwithjemping2.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet up with ping and saw a old school mate weijie, asking how are we, just a causal chat and well seem like everyone is busy with a new start new career .. good good..&lt;br /&gt;well what else we took lots of pics when we dine.. haha also bum to chiford my ex colleuge.. haha he seem to do well still can date ladies... ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after dinner was like 11 liao.. send back ping and then i jog back from her place to home and then carry on my excerise for another 30 mins.. so shoik.. i should do more long time no excerise..&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow new job dont know how going on .. time haha going 4 liao i better sleep a little haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all my friends..&lt;br /&gt;i will try to update some old blog when i have time..&lt;br /&gt;and also discover somthing.. photo bucket strunk my photos!!&lt;br /&gt;see both actually same size 1 !!but then  the higher the wide it strunk the size of the pics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111756876740329312?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/fixcarday/th_funwithjemping1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111756378607985202</id><published>2005-06-01T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T02:24:27.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great day! last day of the month shoik ka!</title><content type='html'>woke up in the morning at 7 by rol suppose to meet him at 9 but he say needs to send his gf to work.. keke suppose to follow him to get his car service.. dont know whats the problem i was so worried that i actually did a research on cars, find out what is coolant what is exhuast what is this and that why it will have such problem&lt;br /&gt;come to conclusion most likely that kangoo suffer from exhuast choking causing it to stalls.. well just to comfort myself cause if engine spoil faint that will be like.. burnt big hole! also worry my best bud rol will be upset.. me and him worried for days due to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is always so nice to me i dont want to make him upset..&lt;br /&gt;i maybe money minded but i will never forsake good friendship for this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky lucky lucky nothing much wrong with the vehicle reason is due to improper combustion on desiel car ... so as suspected CHOKE!! cough cough .. so went to the service centre renault ... lucky he just service his vehicle recently and he pay nothing meaning i pay nothing yah!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and after our worries is all gone.. he still dare to let me test drive and practise on muitistorey carpark .. sob.. touch ..&lt;br /&gt;thanks rol u are the best..&lt;br /&gt;treat u another day .. i know i sucks.. but u are good as a bud as a pal as a bro!&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img 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didnt have much topic and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;no worries.. i just typical i only go crazy with people i'm comfortable with.. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know who u guys u are k !! ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111756378607985202?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111756378607985202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111756378607985202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111756378607985202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111756378607985202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/06/great-day-last-day-of-month-shoik-ka.html' title='great day! last day of the month shoik ka!'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/fixcarday/th_fixcarday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111747207587023912</id><published>2005-05-31T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T02:08:43.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>音乐 : 我真的受伤了</title><content type='html'>窗外阴天了 音乐低声了&lt;br /&gt;我的心开始想你了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;灯光也暗了 音乐低声了&lt;br /&gt;口中的棉花糖也融化了&lt;br /&gt;窗外阴天了 人是无聊了&lt;br /&gt;我的心开始想你了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;电话响起了 你要说话了&lt;br /&gt;还以为你心里对我又想念了&lt;br /&gt;怎么你声音变得冷淡了&lt;br /&gt;是你变了 .... 是你变了.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;灯光熄灭了 音乐静止了&lt;br /&gt;滴下的眼泪已停不住了 天下起雨了&lt;br /&gt;人是不快乐&lt;br /&gt;我的心真的受伤了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fallen for this song... but i prefer the version the girl and jacky sing in his live concert&lt;br /&gt;cant find any link to this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111747207587023912?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111747207587023912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111747207587023912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111747207587023912'/><link rel='self' 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ask me...&lt;br /&gt;why not sumsung dont ask me.. why not philips dont ask me&lt;br /&gt;can use can liao .. 410 with a free head phone..&lt;br /&gt;aiyah i got more things to worries&lt;br /&gt;new job startin on wed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rol's kangroo that is bad condition now.. haiz.. hopfully nothing bad happen to his car... need to accompany to the car agent tomorrow to find out what happen...&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;i not upset not because of the money .. the problem is why my friend so nice to me lend me car and i can mantain it well... it is so heartaching.. so sian ..&lt;br /&gt;pls god be nice to me this time once pls.. i promise to be good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no worries no accident or anything it is just that the engine behave koo koo after i drove out that day for practise ..&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here display my monitor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/newmonitor/newmonitor.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here another 1 pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/newmonitor/newmonitor2.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... kinda of miss someone know she not free anyway so long never have a good talk with her&lt;br /&gt;hope she is fine... anyway she got bf to worry for her so i can just enjoy myself ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next me see what in my next list plan and meet up with ailing for movie on friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting jowee maybe on wed( on planning.. depend on tomorrow situation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still have to help my aunt source for a laptop for my cousin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/newmonitor/th_newmonitor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111739447859924791</id><published>2005-05-30T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T03:22:06.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a happy ah di ;P</title><content type='html'>enough of small small pics, i decided i will throw in photoblog everytime i took pics with people i'm out with. save all the trouble also can save time type&lt;br /&gt;a picture speaks a thousand words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/lynette290505/outwithjielynette.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with jiejie, my dear lynette jie, i'm a happy ah di, we went for steamboat dinner at suntec and then ktv, i didnt know if i make her happy but well just hope with each other company we can feel relax and tense off a little with little things around us... i'm happy hope she is too..&lt;br /&gt;miss her so much really. but so happy to see her.... today she see my messy hair style she actually step back 3 steps haha.. suprise she says.. now my hair can stand and look much better.. i hope so also haha..&lt;br /&gt;we have our fun but of course two person singing ktv is boring and yah my singing sucks didnt entertianed her much .. haha&lt;br /&gt;but ok lah just enjoy each other company.. :) thanks u so much .. huggies..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111739447859924791?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111739447859924791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111739447859924791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111739447859924791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/company/company.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;here i'm leaving my first real job &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i left i took alot of pics in this ex company.. we are all young people in here. servicing customers it is fun where u know people come and go..&lt;br /&gt;this may be the only time we get by and know each other may tomorrow we come by each other path again.. see u guys infuture and have a bright future&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111739911546962382?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111739911546962382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111739911546962382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111739911546962382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111739911546962382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-ex-company.html' title='my ex company'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/company/th_company.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111746487393204378</id><published>2005-05-26T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T22:54:33.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ktv with friends</title><content type='html'>yah just a meet up with popo hui and jem .. they know i'm on off and ask me out for ktv so sweet of them.. after that i meet jowee to guitar shop and movie at bugis&lt;br /&gt;star wars.. know we all know why skywalker in such ugly suit... haiz&lt;br /&gt;wrong in the wrong time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/ktv20055/ktvwithfriends.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so enjoy those crazy pics we took on ktv...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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some of thier photos will upload very soon..once i'm free..&lt;br /&gt;found a new job.. starting 1 june as a customer service engineer.. doing what well doing some internet cctv stuff.. &lt;br /&gt;when to dblo party last weekend, with my old gang and friends.. my friend jem lost his phone lucky he lost is phone i nearly lost him sia.. lucky found him 'dead' drunk at the pathway when i go and hunt for him. more details pls read his blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life been static.. nothing much interesting.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today when to ktv with hui, his gf and jem.. quite fun.. and after that meet up with jowee to watch starwars which i miss 1 and 2 and 4,5,6 but seem like i know the stories and it is still interesting.. at least know how dark valor got his ugly dressing.. haiz.. he quite suai sia... if he is drawn 20 years later he will be much cooler right? well still cool now lah at least the black is shiny now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in future we will know why when luke go and kill valor, he will say ..WA SI LI LIAO PEI!!! hahahahaa.. ok thats was the joke we crack on starwars with jowee..&lt;br /&gt;jowee bring me to this nice chillup cafe where u can drink and sit.. those who like the amercian style cafe will like it.. very relax and big sofa.. not very noisy .. drinks are alright also at bugis.. we slack there for like 2 hours... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well back to work again tomorrow last day with this company is 29th may .. 1 jun will be my new job.. hope everything is fine for me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all my friends and back to support me k! sorry about the down time...&lt;br /&gt;anyway nowadays i might just msg u people my dear friends or tell u people i miss you people.. cause. .well dont know.. just want to tell u people that.. cause i know it is so hard to walk our path again like we used to be.. but yah .. u know what i meant.. &lt;br /&gt;take care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss jennifer (i know i called u last week suppose we arrange to meet up again but well i guess i give it a miss for time i know how bo sim i just somehow i feel not ready yet..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss joan (u are someone who i want to meet yet so hard to arrange something, i also still again bo sim, and yah your net is down again so dont expect u to read this.. i will try to ask u out again hopfully u wont just say ha na ha na again..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss yuting(miss you k, u always been so kind with words and i will always remember each and every words u enourage over the net, why are we so far apart? if only i got the ability to just fly over and see u, do take care k)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss kairen (so near yet so far, ha.. hopfully 1 day our timing will be just right and u are feeling alright)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss frances (yah know she super busy now with everything starting soon, better dont disturb her, u go girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss ping (going to hk soon right i need my liqour better dont run away keeke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss liming (sob another so near yet so far 1, wont be colleuge on the same building anymore also dont know when got chance to meet u personality for a lunch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss liyi (wonder how she is? last time see her for cycling, dont know hows her study and interns stuff)&lt;br /&gt;miss ruddy (where has my guitarist gone i still need u to teach me driving haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss rol (yah my dear friend i know i super bosim but dont know how to meet u leh .. haiz.. i know u super onz 1 call u sure u will come out 1, i will clear up my stuff first)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss joelle (hey havent' go for our swimming and tanning yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss zan (zan bro dont know doing what now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss lynette jie (dont know what's is troubling her we do chat online yet feel so far jie, hope we able to meet up this sunday k .. i will arrange.. take care of yourself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jem,hui,jowee,adwin,all this no need to say liao .. can still see them dont miss them so much hahaa.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telling someone u miss them because u 'miss' the path u walk by each other cause u know cant be your daily routine anymore, and yet my heart tell me 1 day again we will able to add another sweet memory of each other again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111687643815542232?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111687643815542232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111687643815542232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111687643815542232'/><link rel='self' 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The Web site &lt;a href="http://www.myuploader.com"&gt;http://www.myuploader.com&lt;/a&gt; might be experiencing technical difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD! ALL MY HARD WORK UPLOADED PICTURES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz PLS BE UP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111466688592179141?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111466688592179141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111466688592179141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111466688592179141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111466688592179141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/04/pictures-on-this-page-cannot-be.html' title='The pictures on this page cannot be displayed'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111419857578858719</id><published>2005-04-23T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T05:00:44.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Man, Can I? Will I?</title><content type='html'>Send someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest in arms&lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe from harm&lt;br /&gt;In pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me endless summer&lt;br /&gt;Lord I fear the cold&lt;br /&gt;Feel I'm getting old&lt;br /&gt;Before my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go easy on my conscience&lt;br /&gt;'Cos it's not my fault&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been taught&lt;br /&gt;To take the blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured my angels&lt;br /&gt;Will catch my tears&lt;br /&gt;Walk me out of here&lt;br /&gt;I'm in pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've found that lover&lt;br /&gt;You're homeward bound&lt;br /&gt;Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some have fallen&lt;br /&gt;On stony ground&lt;br /&gt;But love is all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest in arms&lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe from harm&lt;br /&gt;In pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me endless summer&lt;br /&gt;Lord I fear the cold&lt;br /&gt;Feel I'm getting old&lt;br /&gt;Before my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doin' all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just going thru this song.. dont know if it is making me feel better or making me feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/search.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to sleep and go to my own fantasy world again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111419857578858719?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111419857578858719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111419857578858719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111419857578858719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111419857578858719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/04/better-man-can-i-will-i.html' title='Better Man, Can I? Will I?'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111391857516503836</id><published>2005-04-19T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T21:49:35.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cut it short</title><content type='html'>one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;job interview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111391857516503836?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111391857516503836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111391857516503836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111391857516503836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111391857516503836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/04/cut-it-short.html' title='cut it short'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111359516437720515</id><published>2005-04-16T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T03:59:24.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>choices</title><content type='html'>i'm confused again.&lt;br /&gt;dont know what i want.&lt;br /&gt;well another week or more of ot..&lt;br /&gt;maybe money make me happier and think less&lt;br /&gt;dont care so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;green means why are u so important...&lt;br /&gt;how to provide without u...&lt;br /&gt;i know i wont be able to find an easy way..&lt;br /&gt;without you, what else can i spare..&lt;br /&gt;for people around me..&lt;br /&gt;see how flashy when i deliver you to people's eyes..&lt;br /&gt;see how easy i can spare and trash..&lt;br /&gt;when i have you around thier sight..&lt;br /&gt;i hate the feel of you..&lt;br /&gt;yet when i hold on you, thing comes to me..&lt;br /&gt;i hate the smell you bring to me..&lt;br /&gt;yet i know its good with your smell in me&lt;br /&gt;i hate the sound that u brings&lt;br /&gt;but hearing people calling out just for you..&lt;br /&gt;u are sometimes bitter,sometimes sweet, sometimes sour, sometimes spicy&lt;br /&gt;and certainly i hate people who says they have taste you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111359516437720515?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111359516437720515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111359516437720515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111359516437720515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111359516437720515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/04/choices.html' title='choices'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111350207608574191</id><published>2005-04-15T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T05:07:49.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><content type='html'>what i been doing recently...&lt;br /&gt;well dont know&lt;br /&gt;watch date with vampy3 super lame ending...&lt;br /&gt;well next meet my insurance agent to update my health shield policy&lt;br /&gt;cause well incase i dont look after myself in health end in hospital at least got some protection...&lt;br /&gt;a month of 10 bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway post a pic of my agent know her for 3 years liao but i think commuication less than 3 time met less than 4 times.. but she consider quite good at least she stays in her job and look after my policy...anyway we got a good chat..seeing her reminds me of my friend jennifer..they look similar also.. i think time to give that lady a call already... been such a long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet up with jowee after work at 12.. since got free transport so take to ms&lt;br /&gt;as usual same place same location&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm caught jowee and make him drunk and well ask adwin to snap a shot of him&lt;br /&gt;ok he is trying to run away .. haha.. ok this pic a like we are crazy .. well who cares..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/boring/insuranceagent.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/boring/joweeNant2.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to work on thursday. my colleuge deen, we come to the work place together say he is leaving got a job at the custom as a stg.. well at least a full time job..&lt;br /&gt;well good luck for him see everyone is leaving... i still hunting for job .. but dont seem to be in any luck... hmm whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/boring/danNant1.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/boring/danNant2.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so took a few pics and that is how our work place and ugly ear pieces looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawnz time to end this..&lt;br /&gt;blog another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111350207608574191?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111350207608574191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111350207608574191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111350207608574191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111350207608574191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/04/whatever.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/boring/th_insuranceagent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111332592439656748</id><published>2005-04-13T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T01:12:04.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another day</title><content type='html'>bypass tuesday my first night shift after two weeks of days shift.. hmm&lt;br /&gt;easiler for me. cause as u all know i wont have problem waking up late keke.. &lt;br /&gt;infact i actually work night rather than morning but well as u know no life lah .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yah been a easy day today somehow or rather.. &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be meeting my insurance agent to see if i can increase my policy on my health using my cpf.. time to look after my health incase i fall ill keke.&lt;br /&gt;will be meeting my agent hmm it has been like 2 years since i saw her.. hmm wonder any changes.. hmmmm well whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is wednesday but sad to say i got night shift dont think i can keep jowee accompany.. KEKEKEEKE ( WoooooooooooOOOOO heng ah)&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of bloging &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to play some games&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111332592439656748?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111332592439656748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111332592439656748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111332592439656748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111332592439656748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/04/another-day.html' title='another day'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111321266398405465</id><published>2005-04-11T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T05:10:31.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my brother lawrence</title><content type='html'>look like my brother is getting ready now.. :) his next phase of life...&lt;br /&gt;he is now so busy.. busy with preparing this and that...&lt;br /&gt;his engagement will be on sept i think.. this is his engagement rings..&lt;br /&gt;he comes home with my sis in law.. then i was sleeping.. and he woke me up to show me his rings.. ekekee.. can see how excited he is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/weddingring2.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/weddingring1.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy for him.. :) well who is not... able to find someone u love..&lt;br /&gt;someone who u willing to commit your love to.. ah.... well my bro is always a serious person .. never mention much about his love life or i know much about it.. we are very close.. but when 2 years ago he told us he has a gf, we are all so excited for him .. how he met jasmine.. was at this place call grand plaza hotel at the lounge..where his friend actually want to met another friend(which his friend was interested in).. he was drag along as lightbulb.. while jasmine was also drag over by her friend.. and guess what.. this two person fall for each other..but their friends didnt.. this is how he shared his part of stories to me... haha then how the courting part started .. i know nuts about it.. -__-" well nevermind lah thats between them .. later say i kpo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kor i know u wont read this.. but haha u always a super wonderful brother, i guess u will be a wonderful husband to your wife too.. bless you with all the love and support i can give..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian must work for the angbao i promise my brother for his wedding ..huahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;;) was think if a young brother give big ang bao to his kor kor.. then when my turn ( will there be a chance?) hahaha he will return twice or more right? hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111321266398405465?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111321266398405465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111321266398405465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111321266398405465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111321266398405465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-brother-lawrence.html' title='my brother lawrence'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111321174732417758</id><published>2005-04-11T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T05:12:26.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunset..</title><content type='html'>forget to upload some pics that is taken weeks ago.. at hui'place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/huiplace1.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well find it very nice for today mood.. so post it here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y233/antrence/huisunset.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm he is so busy with a hp and a house phone... well but i also dont know what to write for this entry .. just say enjoy the sunset then ... &lt;br /&gt;yawnz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111321174732417758?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111321174732417758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111321174732417758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111321174732417758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111321174732417758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/04/sunset.html' title='sunset..'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111315074134909928</id><published>2005-04-11T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T00:40:08.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱很简单</title><content type='html'>忘了是怎么开始 也许就是对你一种感觉&lt;br /&gt;忽然间发现自己 已深深爱上你 真的很简单&lt;br /&gt;爱的地暗天黑都已无所谓 是是非非无法抉择&lt;br /&gt;没有后悔 为爱日夜去跟随 那个疯狂的人是我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喔～I LOVE YOU 无法不爱著你 BABY 说你也爱我&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU 永远不愿意 BABY 失去你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不可能更快乐 只要能在一起 做什么都可以&lt;br /&gt;虽然世界变个不停 用最真诚的心 让爱变的简单&lt;br /&gt;爱的地暗天黑都已无所谓 是是非非无法抉择&lt;br /&gt;没有后悔 为爱日夜去跟随 那个疯狂的人是我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU 我一直在这里 一直在爱你I LOVE YOU(yes I do)&lt;br /&gt;永远都不放弃 这爱的权利 如果你还有一些困惑 Oh No&lt;br /&gt;请贴著我的心倾听 听我说著 爱你(yes I do)我爱你&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111315074134909928?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111315074134909928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111315074134909928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111315074134909928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111315074134909928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/2005/04/blog-post.html' title='爱很简单'/><author><name>antrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06804249629008970425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8860016.post-111310674400822440</id><published>2005-04-10T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T12:19:04.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unable to Connect</title><content type='html'>sunday morning&lt;br /&gt; working - writing my blog now -_-" not enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt; sat morning&lt;br /&gt; working and then go home wanted to go jogging and end up fallin to sleep in bed my bro is back with sis in law with thier new wedding rings.. wooooooo very nice taken a pics of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; friday&lt;br /&gt; off spend a day at home watching date with vampries 3 which my friend burnt for me. boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; thursday spend it alone again at home&lt;br /&gt; off&lt;br /&gt; wed&lt;br /&gt; working and meet up with adwin, jowee and lorana for a boring night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8860016-111310674400822440?l=antrence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antrence.blogspot.com/feeds/111310674400822440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8860016&amp;postID=111310674400822440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111310674400822440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8860016/posts/default/111310674400822440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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