<?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-3074833106687923402</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:28:55.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jiali</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-2884359686970994406</id><published>2008-07-14T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T00:56:17.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow its July already... hmmm... Have not blog for like nearly 2 months.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I am so engross in the PSP games and I just can't be ass to switch on my computer.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm Nothing much happening in my life I suppose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that Jiawen new name is Yen Ling now.. Yen ling a ling a ling, ling a ling a ling.. So cute ^_^... Oh Yer, Start working at Urban Fairways now. Pretty good money and I do enjoy it.. I mean afterall its golf related.. The only shit thing is that its very far.. I mean its good to not have to answer to customers as I am just entertaining them.. Not like waitressing, I pretty much have to put on a happy face when I am not and I have to cope all the complains when I am not the one cookinG? yer, Done with working with FnB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat else.. hmm... Golf is pretty shit at the moment, just can't get the swing right.. sigh sigh.. Oh Exciting news though. .I am getting my new Nakashima Irons, I already got my driver, they rock my world. .They are really good man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love life.. hmm... still pretty much avaliable, kinda use to being single now.. Really enjoying it and so carefree.. so many choices.. Right now I just have to focus on Golf anf getting stronger.. Well, I need to stop getting fatter.. sigh.. Yes I am FAt... I don't understand, why my life is always revolve around my size and weight.. why? WHY? I mean if i have a choice, do u think I want to be fat? NOOOoOooo.. I do more excerise than normally thin girls who are born lucky and don't have to do a fuck to be skinny.. How is that fair? how can human beings be so judgemental? I am sick of all these shit.. as much as I keep telling myself that I must love who I am and I can't help wat I am.. But ppl just have to rub it in and demoralise me every single time.. Whst's wrong with the world? Are they happy criticising ppl? Is it that fun?? I don't see a point, I don't think its fun either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, enough of the unhappiness. Life goes on.. I think I am just feeling sick right now.. That stupid medicine that I took is just crap, make me feel so groggy.. its like a hang over with no alcohol.. gosh.. =_=" CLubbing is boring to me now, maybe cos I have been there done that and I hate being hang over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking back the past.. The time I have been with my ex's... Brad now have a new GF... N fuck the shit when he says :" I just like being alone." Fuck off.. It just makes me feel like a bad GF.. Moron.. It's not like I still have feelings for him, he wasn't that great really. we don't really have anything in common.. Love is blind I suppose, until u take one step back and look at it carefully.. then u realise how foolish one person can  be.. But hey.. I learn and I moved on.. Just pissed off and don't understand why can't be friends after we break up.. Cos he thinks his so good and I am still all over him? Bleah~ I have to admit that I was happy when I was with him though.. Just the way he ended off just felt like he giving me excuses cos his sick n tired of me already, N ready to find a new girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man are all like this isn't it.. Break up today find a new girl the next day. Give the nickname that they gave their GF to the next one straight away. Sad so sad.. There's no true love anymore.. its rubbish rubbish rubbish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I am talking alot of crap... haha ciao ciao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-2884359686970994406?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2884359686970994406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=2884359686970994406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/2884359686970994406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/2884359686970994406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2008/07/wow-its-july-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-3591562406819634239</id><published>2008-05-24T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T10:08:27.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;well here I am blogging.. WOW.. amazing right.. COs its less than a month ago..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;YEsterday I  played like a totally Idiot x 10 at JCC.. why.. COs I played with a lady name M_ M_ H_ _ _... HATE HER!! I was so frustrated being in the same flight as her.. wow.. I never know someone can get onto my nerves so much.. SHe have so many irritating habits.. Don't get me wrong.. SHe is a really lovely person off the golf course..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sorry.. I swear like 1 million times on the golf course today.. sigh.. I today have the capability to shoot under par.. I am hitting it so well... 14 greens in regulation with 35 putts.. and 2 on a Par 5 with 3 putts.. WAT THE HELL.. .SO stupid.. Stupid mistakes makes me angry.. VERY ANGRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;OH well... I still don't know how to keep my cool.. ANy suggestion for me to vent my anger except for swearing? sigh sigh.. I am trying I really am.. But... It really gets to me man.. anyway.. Had a photoshoot few days ago at Keppel.. Was kinda interesting.. saw the photos and it was not too bad.. but GOsh I am So fat ... sigh sigh.. Lose weight Jiali lose weight.. ANyway.. I will be on Golf Asia Magazine in 2 months time I think.. Can't wait to see it.. As in.. Really excited about it because I am hoping I can attract some potential sponsorship.. cos its just really hard.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Finding MOney is a Bitch.. trust me.. Lots of goals to achieve these few months.. Isnt it great to wake up for a reason? hah tomorrow.. is dun tanning.. yes I know I am very tann already.. I want to get the rest of my body tann.. get rid of the yucky shirt tann.. Bleah~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;OK better sleep early.. Long long say ahead.. Cheerios..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;5 days to go~ ^^&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-3591562406819634239?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3591562406819634239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=3591562406819634239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3591562406819634239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3591562406819634239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2008/05/well-here-i-am-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-2896207091110158236</id><published>2008-05-21T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T04:49:13.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok Hello Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not Blog since forever and ever..  JUst been busy with golf as usual.. haha Greg my coach have just been so encouraging so I been trying hard to do my hours. Well.. I guess I am improving slightly.. a little at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lots of things have happen in just this few months.. LOTS OF THINGS.. Alot of family things that been very frustrating and I think its a fine line before someone is really going to CRACK.. Like seriously.. sigh.. Been really sad seeing everyone like this.. But I am not the one suffering of course.. I always try to be very neutral towards everything.. N my new found buddy been a great help for listening to be winch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His works for the army and he bring my respect to army personnel to a whole new level. Lots og things that he do to keep the country in peace and quiet. His been great.. always lending me a listening ear.. and he really motivates me to do alot of things.. Really glad to have met him. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that.. everythings been well I suppose.. Have not win any tournaments yet so far..BUT I am sure there will be some coming... HOpefully end of this year I would have really improve.. I have a feeling that I just might be able to do it.. I been doing the right things,I just need some confidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been feeling sick all day today.. CAn u imagine I lost my appettite? its like so not possible for me to lose appitite .. This means that I am quite sick.. haha.. Oh welll.. I am feeling better now.. after rolling around in the car for a bit.. Also went to the Army Gallery thingy.. the show is really nice and I get to fire some shots! wow wow..I totally enjoy myself today.. it was awsome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-2896207091110158236?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2896207091110158236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=2896207091110158236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/2896207091110158236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/2896207091110158236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2008/05/ok-hello-everyone-i-have-not-blog-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-5155157761679600843</id><published>2008-04-03T20:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:02:20.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ta dAh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I know I havent been blogging about it.. but my life have been pretty boring..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much have happen.. except for playing exceptionally bad in OCC Ladies Open.. Dont know why it always have to happen on Ladies Open.. I have not play anything more than 76 for the past presvious 10 rounds.. Until I play a competition.. I sucks big time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I try to convice myself that its cos I am sick. but still shottin 39 and 48 is just stupid.. sigh.. anyway... My ankle have not recovered.. sickening.. Went to the doctor for 5 times.. n finally got some improvements.. I just have to stop stressing my ankle.. next week I can start practising again I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. you guys might not believe it.. but I havent been out clubbing since forever.. ok ok. maybe just 1 month.. haha but its quite a long time for me.. Just dont feel like going out and I am just so tired everytime.. My favourite past time now is.. Chill and Relax at home watching Mike He Jun Xiang.. Seriously.. He is my soul!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! okok.. I am exagerating things.. but He is good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... deleted a few numbers from my phone.. mostly idiots.. who dont keep their promises and no point being friends with.. No more being miss Nice girl and be Nice to them.. its pointless.. If they can't be bothered with the friendship we use to treasure or friendship I try to maintain.. then FUCk ThEm.. Cos I know I deserve better.. Lots better.. Don't need people in my life who dont treasure me for who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grumpy man.. I am so sick right now.. sore throat and my nose is like a running tap.. sigh.. sigh.. sigh.. I been thinking about alot.. about relationships, about life.. n lots of other things.. n i come to a conclusion that I don't think I will get married.. It's like.. a nice so many guys who wife is soo beautiful.. I am serious like.. they are either ex models or air stewardess.. but they still go out and cheat on their wife.. why? Why men can't be satisfy with what they have and wat they chose? I am so scared I will have to go through it in future.. so I might as well don't get married.. so there will be less expectation and less hurt ... NO Guys in the planet is worth it.. Yet we still need them.. FAn Jian i suppose.. Life goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who really cares anyway? Everyone is too wrapped up in their own happiness to notice me. How long can I take it? I am so tired.. Everyday I wake up.. I just feel totally meaningless.. sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-5155157761679600843?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5155157761679600843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=5155157761679600843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/5155157761679600843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/5155157761679600843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2008/04/ta-dah-ok-i-know-i-havent-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-8413443890376943053</id><published>2008-02-27T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T23:44:28.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things Jiali Been doing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Being stupid and getting hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Talking to Geri alot on the msn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-WEnt to Tampinese mall with Geri and sang Ai Lai Guo for the trip there n back home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-Geri finally see my dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Geri finally met my Husband name Ah He&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Play lots of golf with Mitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Sprained ankle while playing basketball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Ankle still hurting but still playing golf and gym'ing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Went to the SenSei and the Fucking Ankle still havent recover.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Trying to rest now so it better recover tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Lost 3kg since Jan!! 7 more kgs to go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Have a bet with La La. see who can reach goal weight in JUne. Loser run range 50rounds&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-BEing jealous about Amelia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Pulled out of JOhor OPen cos they are pure Jerks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Hate man to the core.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Gonna trying something different on Saturday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-N i think I am gonna look Hot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Gonna see Brad finally after 5 months&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;wow.. scary.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-8413443890376943053?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/8413443890376943053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=8413443890376943053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/8413443890376943053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/8413443890376943053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2008/02/things-jiali-been-doing-being-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-714894932053919340</id><published>2008-01-14T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T08:29:55.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So... its Daddy's birthday today! Happy Birthday Dad.. We love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lots of fun and took lots of photo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Edagawa a Japanese Teppanyaki restaurant at Central Food was good.. :)&lt;br /&gt;But I think I am so jealous..  I think.. Seeing my sisters having someone to love and someone to love them back.. Its a silly thought isnt it? But I think its just harder when u have sisters and they just influence u one way or another..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I can get one right now.. But I am picky... As in... I want the best and I got certain standards and all of them don't meet it. N i dun wanna settle in for something I dun like and feel disgusted with.. Ya feel me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all so confsing and complicated.. I dun even know why I am feeling like this.. I mean.. being single is great in a way.. but.. do i prefer to be with someone? Maybe I am just going through a phase.. I need to put my concentration all back on Golf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyway, Last Saturday we went to Movida, me, BElinda, Gavin and Adrain.. The Vodka is Soooo Nice! yummy.. Didnt get too drunk.. but I had lots of fun. Music was great. company was great.. I had fun~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets go back to golf.. I didnt take part in the HSBC qualifier.. I know I want to.. But I don't want to.. I wanna be able to do it and have a good chance to make it and shine before I do it.. Does it Make sensE? I wanna get in and Impress.. I think right now thats the best solution i can think of. I am 22.. 23 this year.. I have a thought.. If i can just play a big game.. Make the qualifier.. then there u go.. I will be a star then I will be ready to face the tour circuit. its just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a long way to go. I am struggling with my swing..  I hate practising short game.. and I am looking for something that is missing in my life.. Why do I always not get things that I want.. Or things just doesnt go my way. .Or should I say.. I always think so Naive.. always thinks that everyone is nice.. they are not going to do me harm. they think like me.. But I am so wrong.. it doesnt work that way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be nice.. I really do.. But how do u define a nice person? how can u show them that u R? But why do u need to show them ANyway!? so many weird questions runnign through my head.. People say things and dun do it. People do it but dun mean it.. People Mean it but take it for granted. its a vicious cycle.. A sad sad world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will devote my time into golf.. Put myself in a little bubble and get away from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;That's super not me.. But i think its the only way to keep my focus.. I hate people.. I hate them.. I hate them all.. Stop hurting me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-714894932053919340?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/714894932053919340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=714894932053919340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/714894932053919340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/714894932053919340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2008/01/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-8518883653609091879</id><published>2008-01-11T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T08:21:11.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Takes 1 min to Like a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1month to fall in love with a person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year to be with a person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and takes u eternity to forget them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-8518883653609091879?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/8518883653609091879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=8518883653609091879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/8518883653609091879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/8518883653609091879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2008/01/takes-1-min-to-like-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-340313869971561632</id><published>2008-01-07T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T10:20:07.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAppy New Year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.. I know I been lazy! but can't help it.. Been u know BUsy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent been online much and yer u know! just lazy hha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OF course alot of things happen. BUt there are way to much to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall just Highlight the main ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all.. I will never ever go Clubbing with Rebecca again.. Why?&lt;br /&gt;I can only describe with 1 word.. " Annoying"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. ESter started her new job.. She been quiet.. and Stress out I think..&lt;br /&gt;Dunno how to help her.. But wish she will be back to her old self soon. Chirpy,&lt;br /&gt;funny, tok cock and fun loving Ester..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAt else.. hmmm... Got a few jobs.. earning money they hard way.. I treasure money more now.. Sadness~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Batam for a Competition on 20th Jan.. Very excited.. PLaying golf with GAvin FLint&lt;br /&gt;on Wednesday WOoooow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Went to KL for a weekend get away! It was awesome! People there are so friendly. I totally love it! Finally met Alex.. Very nice guy. LOok around KL and took a bus back to Singapore alone! N not getting lost! wow! I rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tidy up my room.. Write some goals and awaiting for the best of 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have my first Medicure.. Made myself look Gothic.. :)&lt;br /&gt;MY hair that I highlight Pink Become blonde.. I look nice thought =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all the major ones I think.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace OUt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-340313869971561632?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/340313869971561632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=340313869971561632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/340313869971561632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/340313869971561632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-3500816643027100087</id><published>2007-11-30T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T03:29:49.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok.. I got a SORE EYES again!! OKay! Dear God, PLease cure my eye, I promise not to wear contacts for a month. *prays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So had a busy week! isn't it great! did so many things and feel so tired and when u slack it actually feels good! haha.. Yesterday had a photoshoot for AsiaGolf Singapore ( I think ) Had lots of fun.. Pretty tiring though.. From 1pm - 5pm.. It was pretty posing though although I sucked at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work straight after the shoot.. Work is getting fun maybe cos I start to know more people.. But the getting there part sucks big time. have to change bus twice.. Been slacking with exercise these days! Must get back into it later after dinner.. My eye sucks.. I want a new eye.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-3500816643027100087?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3500816643027100087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=3500816643027100087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3500816643027100087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3500816643027100087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/11/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-5667356287801510795</id><published>2007-11-23T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T00:59:23.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Meaningless&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; life.. &lt;em&gt;Go out to do something?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Meaningless&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Everything feel so meaningless to me these days.. Everyone &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pisses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me off no matter wat they do. BEing so &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;super Sensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over reacting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to things.. Maybe I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Doing stupid things that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;satisfy me.. Oh well.. Enough of me being negative let's see the positive side of Jiali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a pretty good afternoon yesterday.. Went out and had lunch at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hmm yummy.. and then went for a &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;massage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I have been longing for! Nice nice hope it lasted forever... hehe.. then went window shopping at Orchard.. Pretty &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stoned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. maybe just feel tired and sleeping at 4am the night before doesnt help.. LOL.. oh wells.. its all fun and games.. Read 31 comics in 2 days! woohoo record! Slam Dunk &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rocks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rocks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROckS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ester present is still on my bed and frostee loves it.. lol.. Oh my date on Tuesday! Hmm.. It went ok I guess.. He is &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Just have to love guys in shirt.. But hmmm.. I dunno.. just see wat happens.. Feel that there's no &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~ ermmm... Or maybe I am just &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;hating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;detest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and not &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;trusting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; men right now.. LOL~ wats new.. ? But why not take a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;risk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? why not take a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;challenge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? bah... Over it and done with. :) Thanks to &lt;u&gt;u&lt;/u&gt;~~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, can't wait for &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;chilli crabs&lt;/span&gt; tonight! &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sambal Stingray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. YUMMMMMMMM.... quick quickk 8pm quick quick!! I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-5667356287801510795?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5667356287801510795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=5667356287801510795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/5667356287801510795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/5667356287801510795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/11/b-to-o-to-r-to-i-to-n-to-g-b-o-r-i-n-g.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-882143535804606988</id><published>2007-11-19T23:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T23:22:21.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmm.. I got healthy eyes! :) But I can only "officially" wear contacts next month.. *roll eyes*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am so tired and I got a date tonight.. So boring yet so exciting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't really know if i am looking forward to it or not.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess I should.. Shall enjoy myself and not worry~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good luck to me.. ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-882143535804606988?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/882143535804606988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=882143535804606988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/882143535804606988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/882143535804606988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/11/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-3364233931968775151</id><published>2007-11-18T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T23:19:00.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A Song about How I feel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;挑一張耶誕卡寫上滿滿祝福的話&lt;br /&gt;Picked out a Christmas card and wrote down my good wishes for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;地址寫的是心底 你能不能收到它&lt;br /&gt;The addresser is from the Bottom of my heart, can you receive it?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;天有點冷 風有點大 城市甯靜而喧嘩&lt;br /&gt;Its a little cold, the wind is blowing strong, The town is quiet yet noisy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這一個冬天我得一個人走回家&lt;br /&gt;I am walking home alone this winter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;問自己習慣了嗎 沒有你每到夜裏回聲變得好大 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I ask myself if I am used to this, Without you it seems so empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有沒有什麽好方法讓寂寞更聽話&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Is there a solution to subdue loneliness? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你最近還好嗎 是不是也在思念裏掙紮&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;How are you recently, are you also missing me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你說會記得我 還記得嗎 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You said you will remember me, do you still?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你最近還好嗎 忙碌嗎累嗎 心還會痛嗎 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How are you recently? busy, tired? Is your heart still aching?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果真不得已忘了我 快向快樂出發&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;If its forgetting me that you choose, then hope you are sailing towards Happiness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;有再多的牽挂都已沒有權利表達&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even if I miss you deeply, I have no rights to express it anymore &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;舊情人給的問候比陌生人還尴尬&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A regards from your ex is even more awkward than from a stranger. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;昨天遠了 明天還長 回憶模糊但巨大&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday was far, Tomorrow is still a long way, Memories are fading yet still clear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;這樣的深夜眼淚要怎樣不流下&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;How can tears stop flowing in a night like this?&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;問自己習慣了嗎 沒有你每到夜裏回聲變得好大&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself if I am used to this, Without you it seems so empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有沒有什麽好方法讓寂寞更聽話&lt;br /&gt;Is there a solution to subdue loneliness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你最近還好嗎 是不是也在思念裏掙紮&lt;br /&gt;How are you recently, are you also missing me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你說會記得我 還記得嗎&lt;br /&gt;You said you will remember me, do you still?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你最近還好嗎 忙碌嗎累嗎 心還會痛嗎&lt;br /&gt; How are you recently? busy, tired? Is your heart still aching?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果真不得已忘了我 快向快樂出發&lt;br /&gt;If its forgetting me that you choose, then hope you are sailing towards Happiness&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;你最近還好嗎 是不是也在思念裏掙紮&lt;br /&gt;How are you recently, are you also missing me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你說會記得我 還記得嗎&lt;br /&gt; You said you will remember me, do you still?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你最近還好嗎 忙碌嗎累嗎 心還會痛嗎&lt;br /&gt; How are you recently? busy, tired? Is your heart still aching?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果真不得已忘了我 快向快樂出發&lt;br /&gt;If its forgetting me that you choose, then hope you are sailing towards Happiness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-3364233931968775151?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3364233931968775151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=3364233931968775151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3364233931968775151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3364233931968775151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/11/song-about-how-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-362096955883216422</id><published>2007-11-18T09:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:26:31.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/R0B63oZE17I/AAAAAAAAABs/5DBzVxnB_ZA/s1600-h/SL272030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134238671356352434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/R0B63oZE17I/AAAAAAAAABs/5DBzVxnB_ZA/s320/SL272030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; I am ANGRY.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/R0B64IZE18I/AAAAAAAAAB0/xg9sUsST9Qc/s1600-h/SL272000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134238679946287042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/R0B64IZE18I/AAAAAAAAAB0/xg9sUsST9Qc/s320/SL272000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; It's OUrs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/R0B64oZE19I/AAAAAAAAAB8/4CPYzU6H2yY/s1600-h/SL272026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134238688536221650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/R0B64oZE19I/AAAAAAAAAB8/4CPYzU6H2yY/s320/SL272026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                              &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; LOL! Natasha tell us to look In love.. We end up burst out laughing&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/R0B65YZE1-I/AAAAAAAAACE/L7jifP5aseQ/s1600-h/SL272023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134238701421123554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/R0B65YZE1-I/AAAAAAAAACE/L7jifP5aseQ/s320/SL272023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;  Gonna Kill the Culprit behind all Hang overs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/R0B67oZE1_I/AAAAAAAAACM/lCwhA862zgo/s1600-h/SL272022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134238740075829234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/R0B67oZE1_I/AAAAAAAAACM/lCwhA862zgo/s320/SL272022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;      Nah, I am not really LIcking the Gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/R0B4mIZE16I/AAAAAAAAABk/i749cuUmW2s/s1600-h/SL271973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134236171685386146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/R0B4mIZE16I/AAAAAAAAABk/i749cuUmW2s/s320/SL271973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                     &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;    Scary Shadow behind But I look Good it in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Let's all just pray for a great guy lost in a Motor Bike accident in Australia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;idknow his for long, but I feel so sorry for his friends and family that lost him, cos his a fun oving pers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Life is short, we got to move on for better things. That's what I am doing right now. Why close the door to chances and people who wants to come into my life? I should not stay in the same place and wait for him to look back anymore, cos he won't.. so why bother.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ester is sick! Hope u get well soon babe! Haven't talk to you all day today... so weird.. lol.. Anyways, Had a great time on Friday night at the Cow boy dinner.. Me and Ester dressed up and got Drunk ass~ How not to? We had Free flow of beer and the worst thing is we have Tequilla!.. I swear we are having 2 or 3 shots at a time, Yucks!! Had lots of fun though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;After the Dinner we went to the bar at the club, had a drink then Judy drag us to a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ah neh&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Bar.. I nearly cry... Well, I cried that night.. but not because of the bar.. lol.. Its ok never again, will I shed a tear for him.. I will give my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to the next person who deserve it.. :) Its easier to be said than to be done.. But I can be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I must start living for myself. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-362096955883216422?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/362096955883216422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=362096955883216422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/362096955883216422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/362096955883216422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/R0B63oZE17I/AAAAAAAAABs/5DBzVxnB_ZA/s72-c/SL272030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-3526099593280982588</id><published>2007-11-15T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T08:31:38.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hi peeps.. I ave a series of high and lows these few days.. hmmmph.. Well... Let's start with Heritage Challenge. It was a great course, But i played so shitty.. I am so angry with myself.. :( BUt I somehow manage to win 3rd prize.. and the prize is Ridiculous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I won a set of R7 P-3 Iron 3 n 5, PING G5 Fairway woods, Cleveland Driver and a Ping G5 Putter (freaking loveeeee it).. Then I got Lucky Draw 38th prize. a pair of Golf shoes that cost $300++, a Rescue wood and a 29" JVC flat screen tv.. haha .. It took us lots of effort to bring it home.. GOD!! It's all fun and games.. and the last surprise. I got a Sunglass Sponsor from Sundog. How awesome it is.. The glassses look so Greatt! OMG.. I was so so so so happy.. its Ridiculous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;The next day was a little sad but I guess it ended alright.. Started off shit though I am telling u! PLayed Golf this morning again.. My Putter was awesome.. Love in first putt, U know wat i mean? lol.. Apart from that I think I know wats goig wrong with my swing.. bah~~~ Stupid Game.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I was crying in my dreams, N its all because of u*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-3526099593280982588?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3526099593280982588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=3526099593280982588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3526099593280982588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3526099593280982588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/11/hi-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-5815915005483689963</id><published>2007-11-12T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T10:19:35.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Haven't receive my Birthday Present from Brad yet.. where is it? *pout*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Been tired, well its 2am of course I am tired &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;expecially&lt;/span&gt; after the things I did today. Woke up 7am in the morning Jogging, Practise, went to work.. Very fruitful day.. :) Very tiring.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; but its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.. I want to be better than her. I can if I put my heart to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Still missing Brad, but its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.. I think he have totally move on already and I should too.. No, :" Maybe he will call"  or "Maybe he will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SMS&lt;/span&gt; me" cos he will never, and I know it very clearly, who am I kidding. I am glad that he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; happier now though.. Why be together when your partner is not happy? Well, its not partner anymore cos its been nearly 6 weeks when we parted. I know very clearly that, things will never be the same.. We can't go out to have dinner, or partying or even catch a movie... Its just so hard.. Tears will probably always roll down my cheek, that's how much I love him.. N I always will but I just need more time to get myself back to reality again n again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I never fail to look around into places we always go to, every corner in Clark Quay and even the taxi stand.. Maybe I could take a glimpse at him and I will be happy.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; nope.. I think I will just bring me more pain and sorrows... At this point of time Ester would probably so angry and dun wanna care &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; I am saying.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. I just can't help how I feel right now, especially when I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;PMS'ing&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But from today, I am giving up .. No more waiting for his calls or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt;.. No more trying to find out if he is well or happy. He is just a friend? Can I think like that? Will he still treat me like one? Will he still enjoy my company? At the end of the day does saying all these matter? Does he know my pain that I am going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt;? Is it worth it? I might be better off shedding tears for Ester for taking good care of me and I keep thinking negative.. Feel bad for her efforts.. I am stronger but sometimes I just want some room to cry. I am silly I know. Truth hurts and its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; Ester always want me to see and I refuse to believe it and its time to face to truth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wanna wake up and be a better person and strive to be better. Not living for anyone but yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway, put the sad things apart. I get a invitation to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;TMCC&lt;/span&gt; Heritage Challenge.. its a great event. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Om's&lt;/span&gt; might be able to get me a free &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Lasik&lt;/span&gt; and Golf is going pretty good.. :) I am determine for Ester to be my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;FHM&lt;/span&gt; manager.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.. can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;~ ^^ Ester buying Dim Sim this week.. I dun care :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-5815915005483689963?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5815915005483689963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=5815915005483689963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/5815915005483689963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/5815915005483689963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/11/havent-receive-my-birthday-present-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-3482028970145646635</id><published>2007-11-05T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T23:51:29.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Its kinda sad how things turned out the way it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Is it me? or is it the other party? I believe that both plays a part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How can someone forget another person so easily, its amazing how people can just move on with their live so easily, while some other people just stuck in the rut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am not saying that I am stuck in a Rut, I am just trying to say that you know.. Some people can just take it so much easier than others.. why? I believe its because that person have been playing with another people feeling and just don't really love that person at all. Does it make sense? maybe.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh well, anyway.. I am use to be in a single life now, I am glad I have Ester and sisters to hang out with.. But I have been so unlucky.. Been sick sick sick.. its Terrible.. I have an Ulcer on my right eye and the doctor say that I can never wear contact lens again.. haha.. Think I need to go for Lasik soon.. So good bye glasses and Contacts! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I still missing him sometimes, once in a while.. But I dun think he will feel the same way. But its ok, life is never fair and I understand. I am glad that he is enjoying life now and having fun. Well, I must say that I am doing the same.. Meeting new people, having fun and looking forward to new stuff.. its all good.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Gonna go Batam on Thursday.. Can't wait!! :) go eat seafood.. yummy in my tummy.. Friday gonna to meet Omi for dinner, maybe can ask him for free Lasik... hehe.. Wat else... hmmm.. Deryne Birthday on Wednesday.. N i am sure there will people who want to date me during the weekends! hehe.. Oh well.. ciaoz.. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-3482028970145646635?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3482028970145646635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=3482028970145646635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3482028970145646635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3482028970145646635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-kinda-sad-how-things-turned-out-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-5991871553875683903</id><published>2007-11-03T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T11:04:50.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Actually I just learn to hate you more everyday. Sad but it Helps :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you go, &lt;u&gt;I HAte You&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-5991871553875683903?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5991871553875683903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=5991871553875683903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/5991871553875683903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/5991871553875683903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/11/actually-i-just-learn-to-hate-you-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-219174869918700199</id><published>2007-11-03T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T10:54:29.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok I am lazy.. Mainly because I wanna be happy! Writting sad things doesn't help does it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself that I am not going to let sad things pull me down everyday. I am gonna pick the positive and happy things everyday, be thankful and be happy. I guess that is how happy people be happy right.. :) *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time heals all wound, and I am definately getting better each day.. well.. with alot of help of course and you guys know who you are who have helped me through the tough time. Work sucks suck suck suck big time. Boring working with people who are younger than me and just B-O-R-I-N-G! Oh well, at least I am earning some dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start learning how to differentiate the good people and the bad people. Its so hard too judge people man, who's  really nice and who's not. Who is worth knowing and who is not.. So confusing.. Oh well.. *prays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been learning how to adopt to being Single and I think I am doing Great. Keeping myself occupied and nearly died every night from being so tired. Which is good.. But everything I do feel so meaningless.. haha.. But they are not.. u know wat i mean.. hmm.. haha. I am so weird. I am missing him... When I talk about him I think I will still cry.. But I learn how to block him off.. I feel so bad deleting him off facebook and messenger, but I am just not ready yet.. Seeing him finding new girls and stuff, I have no right to be angry anymore and jealous anymore.. What happen again.. haha.. *rebound* it sucks.. But I am feeling great now so dun worry about me! I am POSITIVE &lt;u&gt;lah!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the people around me who love me.. I feel great and contented.. So much happiness.. Sentosa was great had such a great time with Wen hoped Rui was there.. but oh well. :) Next time for sure! Love ya all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Rebounded*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-219174869918700199?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/219174869918700199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=219174869918700199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/219174869918700199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/219174869918700199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/11/ok-i-am-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-7360392559311426398</id><published>2007-10-24T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T09:45:53.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEllo Peeps :), just finished work and had a long day.. Pretty much going to go to sleep right now. BUt just wanna keep you guys updated. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyway, turned &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;22&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 5 days ago. Had a Great Birthday party thanks to my &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sisters&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ester&lt;/span&gt; of course. She made my actually crappy birthday great, I gonna say it once and never say it again.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;ESter Is Great&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. She helped me so much through the past 2 weeks and I am grateful everyday. :) Ester pretty much gave me a surprise party. SHe said she's away to Bail but she's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and everyone &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;pulled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; out on my birthday EVERYONE even the person that I think will definately turn up didn't. I am &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disappointed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but hey..&lt;em&gt; Everything happens for a reason&lt;/em&gt;. I got pretty drunk with the random drinks offered. I had &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whisky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vodka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sex on the beach shots&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Martini's&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; OMG.. apparantly I stayed in the toilet for 2 hours.. lol anyway I had crazy fun that night. Joey and Ester protects me from doing silly things and eventually dragged me home.. hur hur.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks buddies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got a job at &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Night Safari&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and today I got praise by the manager ^^ *wow* the pay ain't the greatest but you know it pays my bills.. :) I didnt sleep well at all last night, only had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;30mins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;sleep cos I have been standing the whole evening my back hurts and my hips just dun like the long hours of standing in &lt;em&gt;not- so- great- for- work&lt;/em&gt; shoes. :( I need to start going back to gym, I hate being &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I wanna be better and I am know I am better than this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its been about nearly &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;days now.. :) Still so many thoughts going through my head, trying to stay &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;positive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; more than ever and trying to handle things all by myself again. No one there to &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;hug&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cuddle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me but I will survive.. Its good I suppose, a process to make myself &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a process that makes me &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stronger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;smarter&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;wiser&lt;/span&gt;. Hopefully I am a little more &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mature&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and learn from the life lessons. I am not going to lie and say&lt;em&gt; I don't miss him&lt;/em&gt; and I am not going to say that &lt;em&gt;I hate him&lt;/em&gt; cos I really &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I still &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; him alot and I still &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for him alot, but I can't show it in the same way anymore and I must get use to it. I think time will heal and then I can start talking to him without being &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stress&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again. I have to learn to block him off and accept him as a friend, hardest part so far is knowing that I &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;shouldn't think about him anymore&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Cos he just flood my head. its getting better, and I am getting &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stronger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day by day, I know I am strong and I really felt that I have &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;grown up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. I love you guys who have helped me pull through this stage. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cheerios. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-7360392559311426398?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/7360392559311426398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=7360392559311426398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/7360392559311426398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/7360392559311426398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-peeps-just-finished-work-and-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-1388547985683299288</id><published>2007-10-15T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T09:59:52.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAvent blog for a week only and people are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;complaining&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is people's &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;patience&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now a days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much been happening really... &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;House Warming&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; parties, doing things to keep me occupied.. Althought my mood is normally pretty &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Crappy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about the house warming, Very nice house and I am very &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;interested&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to move out.. If i can financially support myself. We played poker and me and Ester shit our pants cos we thought we playing real money which would add up to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$1&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday party, would be the October Babies Birthday, didnt go too crazy because we got a golf game today. SO me birthday is 20th, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KEn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; birthday is Today! happy birthday mate! &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mitch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is 6th and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mark LAz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is 8th.. Not forgetting &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but she didnt join us :D Went to the Pump room had some beer and we had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think through alot of things that have &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;happened&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its time for a change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a job at &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Night Safari&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, works out ok I guess.. Gonna start on Wednesday and get back into working life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking hell I got lost as usual trying to get a bus out of Night Safari.. I cant only laughh... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is my birthday! Dun feel like celebrating it though.. yer Weird I KNow.. Just u know.. Dun feel like it.. Dunno who's &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, everyone &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and go to &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vacation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Feeling &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lonely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and stuff.&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I will get over it I know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope Ester have fun on her &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holiday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I was suppose to sleep 2 hours ago.. It didnt happen.. so I am going to sleep now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to learn to love myself and be self fish..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-1388547985683299288?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/1388547985683299288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=1388547985683299288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/1388547985683299288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/1388547985683299288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/10/havent-blog-for-week-only-and-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-1295470059069024039</id><published>2007-10-08T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T00:30:31.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling better today. I actaully stopped cry.. YAY!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I can think more positive and divert my attention to other things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now and then he pops up in my head.. but I held my tears. I am proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had such a sad blog in such a long time. He did make me very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look glumy but I try to smile.. Today I wanna be alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played golf in the morning and freaking lost $20 to Ken and Mitch.. grrr..&lt;br /&gt;Lee and Carl must have though that I am Anti-social.. I didnt really talk throughout the whole game.. just smile and thank you's.. I am sorry, I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about why we having a break. I cried so much yesterday because I thought I gave him so much, But thinking about it.. He gave me as much back.. Its my fault to give him pressure.. I always thought that I am a good gf... but I am not as perfect as I thought I am.. I have so many flaws that make me not even close to good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand why I am so grumpy sometimes, I thought I am easily satisfy but I am not, cos I always keep asking for more, I got greedy. Everyone does and normally the other partner cracks. Its good to have a break and I take a step back and see what I have done in this relationship. Yes we are probably not going to be together again.. I know I will miss him alot alot.. i wonder if he will miss me at all, sometimes truth hurts, so I try not to think abt it. But I have to say I learn so much.. I hope I can bring the next person more happiness than sorrows.. I hope I can make the next person feel comfortable and wants to be with me.. I still hope that you are the person, I wish I can still love you, give u hugs and kisses. You are someone so special to me.. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say memories fade and I will feel better.. But the happy moments you gave me, I can never forget. I wished I can turn back time and present you a better me.. But its all pretty late isn't it.. Sometimes I wished I had not say things I should just keep in my heart, but this is me, I say wat I have got to say and not think abt the consequence, something I learn too, dun say anything if you got nothing better to say. I do mean every single words I say at the last page of the book. U will always be in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;*Can I love you all over again?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-1295470059069024039?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/1295470059069024039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=1295470059069024039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/1295470059069024039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/1295470059069024039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/10/feeling-better-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-1920281827359133470</id><published>2007-10-06T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T19:07:16.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am trying very hard I swear. We just past our 1 year Anniversary.. I love him so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling so much pain right now. Tears can't stop rolling down my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flowers sitting by my bed doesnt help.. Its the first time He got me flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sad.. But I know this day will come. Not this soon though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wanna spend my birthday with him, Christmas and His birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all gone now.. Vanised.. I got lots of happy memories.. N I Can't stop loving him everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dunno wat is wrong, I am sorry anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see you and hug u.. U know I love my cuddles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad I cooked for you last night. Baby.. I truely Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this song stuck in my head.&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;I never know what the future brings&lt;br /&gt;but I know you're here with me now&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it throughand 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;I don't know why you're so far away&lt;br /&gt;But I know that this much is true&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;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'Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right&lt;br /&gt;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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-1920281827359133470?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/1920281827359133470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=1920281827359133470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/1920281827359133470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/1920281827359133470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-trying-very-hard-i-swear.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-4139992962201377527</id><published>2007-10-02T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:26:32.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/RwKPnEJUsDI/AAAAAAAAABM/EZVQa5W2tec/s1600-h/SL271273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116810027936821298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/RwKPnEJUsDI/AAAAAAAAABM/EZVQa5W2tec/s320/SL271273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;  *our 1 year*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                                   &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/RwKPnkJUsEI/AAAAAAAAABU/L9vGcGhZqo0/s1600-h/SL271266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116810036526755906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/RwKPnkJUsEI/AAAAAAAAABU/L9vGcGhZqo0/s320/SL271266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;    * The Champagne*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/RwKPoUJUsFI/AAAAAAAAABc/0zp0BofxB3w/s1600-h/SL271202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116810049411657810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/RwKPoUJUsFI/AAAAAAAAABc/0zp0BofxB3w/s320/SL271202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;   *The Singers lion*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/RwKNUUJUsCI/AAAAAAAAABE/MgGII7BGxEk/s1600-h/Photo-0331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116807506791018530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/RwKNUUJUsCI/AAAAAAAAABE/MgGII7BGxEk/s320/Photo-0331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*To prove to ester that this photo CAN be taken*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ester my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Beautiful&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; CArtoon.. Is freaking not replying my MSN!! Therefore I have to write my blog.. Dots.. Think she &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;concussed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I am really grateful to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ester&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; especially Ester though to come accompany me to Brew Wrekz at Kallang Stadium.. I was in the &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;foulest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mood.. I was so &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;depress&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. and I Thank god that I went to the Bball match.. It was a Great Match! Thankies to Daniel for the &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tickets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Thankies for the &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flower&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SLinger Rocks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! It was Awesome! Well.. Anyway enough of my today. Let's talk about my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;1 year Anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I am very &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;impatient&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. SO we exchanged our present on saturday :D.. HOpefully Brad likes it . :) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*fingers crossed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; So now he have to change his wallet every weekend when I see him! whaha.. Hmm I got a nice&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; be delicious Green Apple perfume and a Branch at Hyatt.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tsk tsk tsk.. its not any ordinary Branch.. its &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Champagne buffet&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Free flow or &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! yumcious. The buffet is so good.. It made good buffets look &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;not so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! make sense? lol.. They have awesome &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sashimi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;teriyaki BBQ&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Chinese section&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Seafood&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Steaks&lt;/span&gt; and not forgetting my &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chocolate Fondue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Yummm.... I had so much fun and I am SOOOooo Happy.. :) Then we went to KM8 and met Rebecca ... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought it was a &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coincidence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at first but Brad actually sms'ed her already.. so &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;silly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. lol.. I thought Singapore is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; small! Anyways, had a&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; lychee Martini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, know new peoples. Had lots of beer and JB joined us later.. Dun really wanna talk about the fight I had with Brad.. welll.. OK.. It was exciting.. its the first time we fight.. but I dun like.. I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Fighting, I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Crying, I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; someone Yelling at me, I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; feeling sad and I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thinking Negative.. Its ok.. I still Love u so much.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realised I havent blog for so long and there is so many things to say.. well.. too bad! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regards,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jiali &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-4139992962201377527?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/4139992962201377527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=4139992962201377527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/4139992962201377527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/4139992962201377527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-1-year-champagne-singers-lion-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/RwKPnEJUsDI/AAAAAAAAABM/EZVQa5W2tec/s72-c/SL271273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-5258711324293501803</id><published>2007-09-22T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T21:38:24.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ya! PLayed shit at Heritage tour.. I think I am&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;JInx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.. like I never play well in any heritage game. I swear the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lady bos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; hate me so much that she put spells on me for me to play shit. I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;her too.. so it doesn't help.. wahha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway.. The last day was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;fun&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.. WE had LOTS of beer.. thanks to Ester... We started from 2pm to i think 9pm? lol.. Welll.. to be precise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;started at 2pm n the rest LATER.. Not fair.. haha.. Had I think 3 cans of tiger and we shared a few jugs among the 4-5 of us.. Ah.. It was good to drink around golfing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;atmosphere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;! Woot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After a few drinks Jiali comes out with this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brilliant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;plan to go have a putting comp.. its the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;VS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We played 3 holes and was chase of by the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;toot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;member of the club.. Some people just dunno how to have fun... Sadness.. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Went home and totally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Concassed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SO freaking Tired lah! then went to watch Brad DJ at Hideout on Friday! As usual.. He is as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;awesome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;as before.. But I think he Had some stuff up's.. LOL.. BUt still the music was good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; *proud*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then we went to ATtIca.. Its Ang Mo Central man! Had a few drinks.. Didnt get too drunk so I was happy about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Slept till 3pm the next day :S HAppy Days! But feeling sick.. sigh.. As in I got a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Urinal INfection&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Seriously.. Its the worst thing u can get.. But its ok.. I am Strong! :) Get away with work today!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*happiness*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and going for dinner with some Golfer friends later! Gonna watch Pirates of the Carribean with Brad too! wah.. so happy :) will be better without the Infections! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-5258711324293501803?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5258711324293501803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=5258711324293501803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/5258711324293501803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/5258711324293501803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/09/ya-played-shit-at-heritage-tour.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-5485610457739438084</id><published>2007-09-18T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T08:47:53.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am Offically Lazy.. Therefore, Thus.. there is no blog.. Therefore Thus.. U have to wait till I wanna blog..Therefore thus.. I am gonna sleep now.. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-5485610457739438084?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5485610457739438084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=5485610457739438084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/5485610457739438084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/5485610457739438084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-offically-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-2267783412839780163</id><published>2007-09-13T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T21:25:38.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! U know wat it means!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today and we are going &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fishing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; TOMORROW! yay yay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;overflowing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;happiness&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I am going to see this&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; "zhi wei dou shu" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;soon.. its about my life something like &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;astrology&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. so yea.. will be interesting.. :) After that I dunno wat we r doing but looking at my sister all dressed up now.. we are going somewhere.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a tournament on Tuesday to Thursday next week.. How I wish I can &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perform&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Its not like I cant play.. I just&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; CAN't PLAy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! Makes sense? sigh... oh wells.. Sis is going to be my Caddy.. So yea will be good fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, need to go now.. Will let u guys know wat they say aout my &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;*I Hate crying* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-2267783412839780163?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2267783412839780163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=2267783412839780163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/2267783412839780163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/2267783412839780163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/09/yay-friday-u-know-wat-it-means-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-6274282742223224073</id><published>2007-09-12T10:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:26:32.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/Rugue57jPSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/FajMyL1ScVU/s1600-h/Photo-0331e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109384885733375266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/Rugue57jPSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/FajMyL1ScVU/s320/Photo-0331e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIke &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ester&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; said, we did went to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gotham&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; again.. On the day before Brad came home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We didnt go to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; the show (&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;although it comes with it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;), we went to finish the&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Black Label Johhny Walker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;that they couldn't finish on Ester's Birthday. well, its&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3/4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; full and we basically finished it.. This is Crazy.. Just me and Her.. 3/4 bottle.. No wonder I am &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the Next day..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I puked &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; times and slept nearly&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; 24&lt;/span&gt; hours and NO my Hangover never go away! N I think its a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; vicious plan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ester&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to make me remember her! Rarrr... SHe Succeded &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;! Anyways, BRAD IS HOME! Welcome Home! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*Wrote a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Welcome Home&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;banner and runs* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, I can't be &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;happier&lt;/span&gt;, got lots of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;cuddles&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :) and a &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;abrasion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; on my left cheek cos brad decided to grow facial hair inspired by American Choppers.. He look hot, but.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;*shakes head and touches face*&lt;/span&gt; it hurts :( still, can't resist him.. DAmn.. ANyways, lots of dramas at home.. HOpe everyone will be happy.. sigh.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heartaches&lt;/span&gt; when things like this happens.. But that's how people learn and stuff.. Poor Brad have to take my &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;shitty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; moods.. lol *hugs* I promise I will try to be nice. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BirthdAY To MY dearest Sister Jiawen.. She is ermm.. 2_ year old this year! =) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wish u stay young and Happy forever and &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went to Cineleisure to watch &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;RAtaTouile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Nice nice Movie! its Pronounce like this &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Rat&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Too&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;li&lt;/span&gt;! OH oh and Brad took photo with me! the Machine photos!! yay.. I wish THey were in English though, it would Make my life 10 million times easier! So I decided to just press any buttons that looks good.. lol.. I can see Brad totally &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;not enjoying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this whole photo thing.. But He Survived! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thankies&lt;/span&gt; Brad.. U made me so &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;! Yer.. N i promised him that it will last 1 month!! lol Happiness&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;over flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Cleaned my room.. well its 1/4 cleaned only... but I will continue hopefully sometimes &lt;u&gt;this month&lt;/u&gt;.. :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 more weeks and its our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;1 year Anniversary&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Can't believe time goes so fast.. I still haven't finish the present I am making.. damn.. Have to rush through it this 2 week n try to get it done! I can lah! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I am gonna beat u! I can, I know I will even without any dedication!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-6274282742223224073?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6274282742223224073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=6274282742223224073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/6274282742223224073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/6274282742223224073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/09/like-ester-said-we-did-went-to-gotham.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/Rugue57jPSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/FajMyL1ScVU/s72-c/Photo-0331e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-2897460702398225450</id><published>2007-09-06T20:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T20:46:37.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hey peeps.. Counting day &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; days.. or should I say &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day and a few more hours! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My baby is coming back with a &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;new facial hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; look.. So excited :) .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Had such a crazy night on Ester Birthday.. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Male strippers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lap dances&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .. my god.. I never thought I would ever see things like that.. but I really Happen! All at Gotham Penthouse on Wednesday night! Free Entry some more.. Not talking about the &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good body&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, they are  &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;excellent dancers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; .. Really enjoying myself that night.. mostly drinking water.. hahaa.. Played some drinking games.. I lost I drink water.. haha I was good! Ester really enjoyed herself which is very good.. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ALright I am &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to ask Joel to go to the male strip show.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BUT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I didnt know that they really have one.. I never been to one before.. so.. Please forgive me as I am pretty &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;innocent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as well.. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, the reason I didnt drink on Wednesday Night is because Ester brought me to eat &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sashimi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I drank a few Sake.. But I dun think its the main cause of my upset gastric.. I think I was stress about my &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;family problems&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. Oh wells.. I hope they can get over it and bring my happy family back.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*I am not coo coo.. I promise :( *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-2897460702398225450?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2897460702398225450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=2897460702398225450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/2897460702398225450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/2897460702398225450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/09/hey-peeps_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3074833106687923402.post-6797813933597342926</id><published>2007-09-04T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T02:54:37.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5 DAYS to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1,2, 3, 4, 5!! ya! Brad is coming home soon.. I am happy happy happy.. What should I wear to the airport!? I need to go gym tomorrow so i dun look so fat.. aha.. I am perpetually Low in Confidence. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. I think I will get over it soon.. Quick I hope.. Cos i really hate dwelling on it.. Anyway, Golf was good today and more golf tomorrow morning.. so early man! have to wake up and catch the train.. anyways.. Really need to go now as i need to go cothe shopping with Ester Da ren.. its her bithday tomorrow.. After her birthday I can call her Slave! but right now.. I be nice as her birthday present! wahahhahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I Am Evil*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-6797813933597342926?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6797813933597342926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=6797813933597342926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/6797813933597342926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/6797813933597342926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/09/5-days-to-go-12-3-4-5-ya-brad-is-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3074833106687923402.post-8443410094223046209</id><published>2007-09-02T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T07:54:42.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;peeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. I just came back from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jakarta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this Afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;PLayed&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; days or more in a row.. so &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tiring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Physically&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;mentally&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I swear I have to wake up like averaging 8am in the morning.. I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I am so tired and I hate waking up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crap&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the open but won myself a little trophy&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;*laughs* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. met a lot of new people and made alot of &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Really enjoied my stay there and people there knows that I love &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;donut&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and gave me donuts &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Seriously.. maybe u dun believe it.. but I am &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of it.. yes already.. I think right now is a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; relationship.. cos it really does make me &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the best &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;durians&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in Jakarta like totally.. best DUrians I had in my life..&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-so far- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm wat else.. Just dunno why I can't &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;stop&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; missing Brad.. Feel so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;helpless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I feel so &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;insecure&lt;/span&gt;.. SUPER insecure.. I dunno y.. lack of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;confidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? maybe.. let's work on my confidence level from today then.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Who Needs Brad anyway&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-=&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt really buy much..  Bought myself a really &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; golf head cover and WAri (indonesian fren) bought me a pair of earrings.. :) very nice.. hmm bought more than &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;1 dozen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of donuts and cake for the family and a cap from the most expensive golf course in Jakarta for Dad.. Nah.. I didn't buy any presents.. its a &lt;strong&gt;low budget&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;no budget trip&lt;/em&gt;. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. today when I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;landed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in singapore I called everyone and of course &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Brad&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I think its a record.. We talked on the phone for like nearly&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 10mins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! The longest chat we ever had.. haha.. I always &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; things like that and things like these make me so &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I always wonder if he &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;feels the same way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too.. Maybe he can tell me next time.. N I only want &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; k! :) Nothing &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hurts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me anymore.. haha... I am a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;warrior&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! wats the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;worst&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thing? Cry.. lol.. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is fun.. I &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; crying.. lalala.. I am so &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;tired&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I dun even know wat I am talking about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Y is everyone not home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt; I feel so lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... WHy do I have to do &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; myself? where is &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everyone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? I am so &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I feel like &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I want a hug.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*hugs teddy cow* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;*perpetually insecure, help me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-8443410094223046209?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/8443410094223046209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=8443410094223046209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/8443410094223046209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/8443410094223046209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/09/hey-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-8970382055502307213</id><published>2007-08-26T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T02:42:11.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of golf in &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Malaysia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I WON! yay.. with &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Crappy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; scores.. Oh wells.. I &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;could&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have shot 90 both days and win so nothing to be proud of really.. haha.. Feeling &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Super sick!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I got a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;slight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stomach flu.. Still feeling &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;no appetite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and the world is pretty much &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spinning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. yes it feels like a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;24&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hour hang over.. haha.. I swear I nearly &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fainted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the last hole.. I couldn't stand properly and I nearly fell.. Oh wells.. I &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;survived&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. It was the worst car ride home though.. It feels like u r really really &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drunk trying not to puke in the car&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and taking a taxi ride home.. except that u r &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;concious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the ride home is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;hour away.. &lt;em&gt;Feel my pain? GOOD! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only won a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;G&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;lf bag&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trophy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so.. yer.. I thought I would have got something better like wat I got last year,&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; 2 nights free stay at Phuket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. oh well.. I hate the shower at Legends.. I don't use to but &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; I do.. cos u see.. Legends is getting the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;outdoor shower concept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and they have pebbles on the shower floor and got a small &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;garden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; behind.. I thought It was pretty cool until I see &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slugs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. ewww.. thinking of it make me &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. maybe its&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt; why i feel sick&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Maybe I was too stress about them.. haha.. NAw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. I miss Brad.. I really really do.. LIke I never thought it will be this bad ya know.. its like only been 6 days.. I never thought it would be so hard to not think about him.. but I am wrong.. All I can think of &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(apart from golf and how to get some money for our anniversary)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is HIM! I know its silly but I dun even know if he misses me. Does he need to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me so its worth it for me to &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; him? I know.. I am just being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stupid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. and I am &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;crazily&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; missing him and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;crazily&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in love with him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*I am confusing myself constantly*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-8970382055502307213?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/8970382055502307213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=8970382055502307213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/8970382055502307213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/8970382055502307213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-came-back-from-2-days-of-golf-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-3637923533373797862</id><published>2007-08-24T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T05:58:06.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! yes I blog back to back 2 days! So &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;proud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of myself.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what did I do today went to play golf at&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; RCC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was suppose to tee off at &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;8:45am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and i got on a taxi at&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thinking that I have plenty of time.. but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOW &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WRONG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; AM I&lt;/span&gt;.. It took me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;50mins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to get to RCC and the stupid ride cost me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I definately going on the MRT next time.. geez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather wasnt all that well.. I was praying on the taxi that it will &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so the tee time will be &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;delayed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. but no.. it didnt rain until I get there! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; u&lt;/span&gt;! Like.. its freaking &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. oh well.. I wait till it died down a little then I tee off.. played with 3 guys today from the &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;white&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tees.. think I did pretty well.. just my long putts are crap.. had 2 birdies and 3 , 3putts.. so I could have do alot better.. Iron aren't feeling that great, but I just practise so hopefully I can pull through the next&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;8&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt; days&lt;/u&gt; of golf... So many days lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I only played 9 holes as I am not feeling that well and its freaking bad weather. It took us &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 1/2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hours&lt;/span&gt; to complete the first 9.. so yer.. I came back to Melwood and serve some customer, have lunch and have a 2 hours nap! I havent slept so well for the last 1 week man! so I am &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;happy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about the nap =D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully we heading home soon cos I have to like wake up at 6am tomorrow! too early :S&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh.. and I &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;spoke to BRad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; today! hhaa.. as usual I was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nervous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it took me about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to have the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;courage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to call him and have a short chat.. haha.. it made my day though.. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*happiness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;* Small little things u do make me happy, I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; You*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-3637923533373797862?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3637923533373797862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=3637923533373797862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3637923533373797862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3637923533373797862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-yes-i-blog-back-to-back-2-days-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-7982188187380181719</id><published>2007-08-22T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T22:13:32.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for being &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lazy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and not updating my blog.. Just being lazy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots been happening, me and Brad went to &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chiang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and play golf.. and he kick my ass.. even though I gave him &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;strokes per hole.. Hmm.. nothing much to do in Chiang Mai though.. on the last day we went to see the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;temples&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which is really &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;fascinating&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. they are like few hundred years old and I went to pray for my future and got this white string tied around my right wrist for &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;luck&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! :) At night we went to the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Night Safa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ri.. Its definately alot bigger than Singapore's one, but Singapore one is still better.. :) The &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Musical fountain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is also alot better in Singapore lah! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough of my Chiang Mai trip.. I am not working at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MElwood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; anymore, and thank god for that.. I mean I love my sisters and all but the shit going around is not funny.. Mum decided to hire her brother and he is a total &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;disaster&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! He can't get his job done properly and will keep pushing responsibility to other people.. saying that he have to do everything.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;BUT HE GET Paid More than anyone of us&lt;/span&gt;! The shit thing is Mum kept defending him.. I mean I guess I will defend my sisters as well if I am caught in a situation like that.. Sigh... Poor Jiawen have to go through the torture everyday since she is the oldest she gets most of the shits too..&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.. Brad been to &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Australia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the 4th day already.. N I am &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;missing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; him already :( .... I always look forward to &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weekends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to see him and get my &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cuddles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. well.. I guess I get to see him during the week as well. but its different! sigh.. I just have to suffer through&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;weekends! that's not alot right! I can &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DO IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!!! PLus I am in a super &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sulky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mood because I am sooo sick.. Been sneezing alot and I dun have any appetite.. I couldn't sleep even though I had my flu tablets which are suppose to &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;help me sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!!!.. and I have cramps all night on my left shoulder.... Rarrr... so the whole night was &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tossing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;turning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cramps&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tossing&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;turning&lt;/span&gt;! sigh.. I need to push myself to go practise as well as I have a few major tournaments coming up... This weekend I will be in Malaysia playing the Club Championship and the next weekend I will be in Jakarta.. So.. Time will go so quick and I will see Brad again! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*remember to give ducky a hug once in a while*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-7982188187380181719?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/7982188187380181719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=7982188187380181719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/7982188187380181719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/7982188187380181719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/08/sorry-for-being-lazy-and-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-8267390087098221766</id><published>2007-07-29T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T07:39:42.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm.. nothing been happening much lately.. Just a few tournaments that I played &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really shit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; in and I still end up &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;winning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; some prizes.. haha.. I know its funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scores are so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;embarassing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I can't tell u wat i shoot.. lol.. Poor Brad have to always listen to me nag after a bad day at golf... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Oh wells... Won alot of trophies and yer its all good.. Been  &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;partying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; alot as well.. which is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;B&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I need to start going back into the gym and be &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;determine *laughs*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! which I always fail to do it.. sigh sigh.. I always have questions going in my head.. Like.. &lt;em&gt;" If I dun try to be &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;skinny&lt;/span&gt; now.. I will be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my whole life, therefore thus I have never been &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; in my life.. If when i got &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;old&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I am &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;skinny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; then I wont be as pretty as how I should be when I was younger&lt;/em&gt;" Complicated? Yer.. I think so too.. I just think too much &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nonsenses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sometimes. Oh well.. Maybe just Maybe I can try to be skinner~ n try to at least look a little bit hot.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I had a totally Drunk ass weekend.. Cos of Harry's birthday.. People PLease remind me not to go drinking 2 nights in a row.. *DOH*.. All was fun though.. we went to play indoor golf and It was fun we are drinking &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and playing golf in &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aircon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. That's life. By the end of the game I am pretty much feel like floating when I am going to hit the ball.. lol~ N nope.. it didnt help me play better lol... After that we went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Brewrekz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (however u spell it) for dinner.. Jesus.. its &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;expensive&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Sorry Brad.. I didnt mean to pick the most Expensive restaurant.. it just happen to  be expenive.. &lt;em&gt;Make sense&lt;/em&gt;? :p .. Well.. I received &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flowers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from Brad today.. but its electronic.. lol... I like it.. I really really do.. I think its really nice.. :) :) :) I am just so happy.. I am so easily please.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH oh and Brad says that he wanna get me a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diamond ring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; instead of a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life size teddy bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! YAY!! I mean.. I dunno I would love to have both u know.. but... I can't be &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;greedy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; rights :-) So much &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happiness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Brad so much!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; *althought sometimes he is so freaking stubborn*&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, another news update! I am gonna go&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; full time golf&lt;/span&gt; in August.. Hopefully I can get a little bit better.. I giving myself&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;year.. If I am not feeling comfortable with the training or I am still &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;struggling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after 1 year.. it will be the end of Golf.. I mean I will still love golf but its not gonna be my career.. N I am very firm with my decisions. Let's just see wat happens! Maybe after one year of &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tedious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; training I will become a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; chick and The modelling Agency wants me to Model &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;all over the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! Muahaha.. *Dreaming* Hey Expect the unexpected ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*HUgs n Kisses to My babe* :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-8267390087098221766?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/8267390087098221766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=8267390087098221766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/8267390087098221766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/8267390087098221766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/07/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-3411913362954201145</id><published>2007-07-12T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T04:10:31.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... apart from that I am pretty much busy with golf.. Haven't been playing at RCC much cos of my &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wrist injury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and the I got this &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;bad cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. Having &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and feeling &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. sigh.. Tomorrow there's a tournament at&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; Sembawang Country Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Dunno how I will play.. sigh.. feeling so &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;weak&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt; that I havent really been practsing except for playing on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not much been happening, just Preparing for tournament and being &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;angry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with my golf.. I know its just a game of Golf but sometimes I just couldn't get over it.. Didn't play Changi too well couldnt strike the ball &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;properly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. sigh.. Even though I came in 2nd.. haha.. Oh wells.. Shit happens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLayed RCC Open on SAturday and the weather in the morning is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;h&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. sigh.. PLayed alright until I shot &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the last hole.. Stupid I know.. but oh wells... I learn from my mistakes and definately not going to make it again. I wanna be more &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;calm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;less aggressive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the golf course.. I dun wanna be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;angry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I am just not that kinda person off the golf course.. Funny isn't it.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I been feeling&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;very down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lately.. just very &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;negative&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and all.. SO everyone please bear with me.. or give me some &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confidence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; if u can.. Sometimes I just need &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;assurance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. sometimes I just feel &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insecure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Maybe cos I am sick and I am feeling sorry for myself.. haha.. Its so Stupid.. How can I let myself think like that?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyway, brought a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; jacket yesterday.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! yes &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. it look so &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. haha.. Which I dunno if it really suits me.. I &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the colour but.. People always see me as &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boyish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... so maybe I care too much of how people &lt;em&gt;look at me&lt;/em&gt; and rarely do wat I feel &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; about.. I am so easily effected by how people&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; judge me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and wat people say.. Sigh.. I came a long way for me to look like how I am now.. yet people still calling me &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I am &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;serious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I think the only person who think that I look ok is Brad.. *hugs* I hate being called fat u know.. I know I can do something about it.. but when I feel &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;depress&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I eat, when I feel &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;angry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I eat.. when I feel &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I eat, When i feel &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bored&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I eat.. haha and normally the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wrong food&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. sigh.. I am going for Lipo SUcktion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, think I should &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thinking and go &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jogging&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; meow.. I know the doctor told me not to do anything to strainous.. So if I happen to &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Die&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; out there.. Just wanna let My family knows that &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; them lots&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and I woove BRad so much too... lol.. *hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-3411913362954201145?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3411913362954201145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=3411913362954201145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3411913362954201145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3411913362954201145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-sick-sick-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-4963397119938476157</id><published>2007-07-02T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T11:15:27.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow.. What a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Superb weekend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I have.. Wheee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we went to Jason's house warming... Very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; place.. on the 40th storey and very &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cosy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; place. Becky the house dog was very nice and cute too!! it was so fun, we play &lt;em&gt;Wiiiiiiii &lt;/em&gt;(i dunno how many i's it have :S) and think it cos of lack of golf for the past 1 week I got a sore right shoulder.. haha.. Yer.. so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;farnie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(Deng Shan is a good golfer too and he say he get sore sholder as well! when playing wiii )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work on Saturday, work is usual and went to our modelling &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rehearsal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at RCC.. was pretty much &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. have to do it over and over again! n have to think about the moves we want to make when we are standing at the front.. gosh.. I think I will only start hitting the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;panic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; button when  actually finish golf that day.. I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REALLY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;BADLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; want to win that tournamet.. MY swing feeling a little bit weird.. but I think I know wat went wrong but my wrist dun like it when I do the right thing so wish me lucks on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyways, Saturday night was BRad's DJ'ing night.. It was pretty damn &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! The crowd was pretty good.. N BRad thinks that my dress is nice.. which makes me really happy.. LIttle things like that make me the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;luckiest&lt;/span&gt; girl in the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! :) Brad did well as usual.. Met up with ChiaHow and Amanda.. Had lots of yummy shot with Amanda! its was just awesome :) Yer, Had &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;heaps of fun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. didnt have a hang over on Sunday which is even better! Slept till really late though and cooked Japanese Beef Curry for BRad :) so all is good.. I am happy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm today &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(yesterday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was a pretty good day had a sleep in went to work for a short meeting.. walked 9 holes. had a beer after golf, talk to my long time friend Deryne.. Had a good dinner and play stupid games and frisbee! It was a fun filled day... I am always happy when I have a busy and tiring day &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;(exclude tiredness from work)&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/em&gt; My face is filled with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;pimples&lt;/span&gt;.. SIGH.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh and BRad is Playing in a tournament on &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... haha not exactly like a tournament la.. but it will be more competitive .. u will never know maybe will can get a hole in one and win &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;US&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a car :) :) ... yeap.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;US&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OURS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. must share the&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawns.. so tired now.. Think I shall &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;sheep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! CIaos :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Don't go*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-4963397119938476157?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/4963397119938476157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=4963397119938476157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/4963397119938476157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/4963397119938476157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/07/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-7440657928761802950</id><published>2007-06-24T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T23:21:19.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thailand trip&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; its lots of fun and I took lots of photos with my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new camera!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yay! :) Thanks Brad for chipping in ;) Anyway, Brad insisted that I should be blogging about the car accident along &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUkit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Timah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the other day.. What's new? DiCkheads trying to race in a busy road.. Bang.. into the bus and cause a scene.. Fire coming out of the bonnet.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IDIOTs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Thailand was really hot.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Hot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. We are mainly doing shopping and went to the night life.. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCARY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... they just look at me and start talking Thai to me.. gosh.. me and Brad walking down there makes me feel very weird.. lol.. anyways.. Brought lots of things.. and clothes and seen lots of Lady boys.. eat lots of &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yummy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; food! Best Tom Yam Soup and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Green Curry&lt;/span&gt; Ever.... hmmm... I will just go back and eat it again n again! yumms.. n its cheap too :)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were a little bit more &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;advantourous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this time, we took lots of local transportation, like &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and we even took a bus from the Air port.. pretty cool.. n we went to watch a movie at IMAX... super &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;clear&lt;/span&gt;.. except that the freaking sound system decided to screw up in the end.. tsk tsk.. we stayed in this hotel call I resisdence.. its small but cosy.. :) if u wanna see more picture u can go to &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/jiali_85"&gt;www.myspace.com/jiali_85&lt;/a&gt;.. :) HOpe everyone like the pressie I got them ^^.. Ciaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-7440657928761802950?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/7440657928761802950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=7440657928761802950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/7440657928761802950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/7440657928761802950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/06/back-from-thailand-trip-its-lots-of-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-2931726185530429464</id><published>2007-06-18T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T09:53:06.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. so I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the past few days.. therefore it explain why I am not blogging  :p.. Or u can pharse it as &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lazy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as well.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, not much been happening, lots of &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;golf&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I think I kinda Injured my wrist with a bad grip. Went to a Chinese SenSei on Sunday.. and the conditions today actually &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;worsen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Oh dear.. Hope that its only temporary.. I need to get back to Golf soon. So i SOld my phone for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;$900&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. well.. I mean I really wanna get $1000 out of it.. but I guess I gone from $0 to something.. not so bad.. I really badly wanted a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;camera&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. BUt I dunno if I should get one.. LIke u know. sigh. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;decisions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. hmm.. wat else.. Went to KTV at Club 97..  I thinks.. Some club la.. its like a live band and Karaoke club.. Had lots of fun with my old frens.. Haven't seen them in months.. Really glad that I went and played Dice and talk crap with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I proceed to watch Brad Spin at &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hideout&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. He is as awesome as usual.. I think he is &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Really.. I would say that one of the best... But damn I get &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jealous, &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;for obvious reason&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I am in such a dilema.. O wells.. only get 4 hours sleep before going to work. I am seriously lacking sleep that whole week..  I slept all day on my day off on Sunday! YESS!!! .. So &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;chirpy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lively&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! lol.. Had a nice day watching tv and like I said went to the chinese Sensei and let him&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;inflict pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on me.. which I seriously regret..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that I am very bad with mixing around people who speak&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt; good english&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; generally.. I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;super low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in confident and &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when facing them.. I am not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Anti-social &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and I am definately not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;boring (right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Just that I find it very hard to talk when there is &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;loud music&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, when I am &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt; and when I totally can't understand the joke and I am too scared to say something cos I am so afraid to get &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;laughed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at :( hope u peeps can understand, when I was young I always get laughed at cos of my english speaking skills.. Being laugh at cos I am fat.. and alot of other things.. So I am super sensitive with things like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyways, early tee off tomorrow and I gonna sleep now.. Or I will regret not sleeping earlier.. Ciaosz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;Ben n Jerry's at work!!  Resist the temptation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-2931726185530429464?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2931726185530429464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=2931726185530429464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/2931726185530429464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/2931726185530429464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/06/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-670423750567927228</id><published>2007-06-10T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:22:50.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I WoN</title><content type='html'>Yer.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIGGEsT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; news!I won JCC LAdies OPen.. :) Its been long but it still feels like a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for me.. Everytime when I sit down and look at the throphy I think about my playoff.. The feeling I have throughout the whole game is &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scary&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can hear is my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HEartbeat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and all I can feel is MY hand couldn't stop &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;shivering&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... No matter how much confident I gave myself My heartbeat slowed down and Hand still could not stop shivering.. This win means more than &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for me.. SO i am really happy that I won.. haha.. well.. I could have win the first HOle &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. i could have sink my 2nd putt which is 2 feet away from the hole to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;win&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. BUt I am&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so nervous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; seriously i feel like the ground is shanking so badly.. lol.. BUt hey i learn from my mistake.. I make sure that I dun make this mistake again after the next few holes.. Par the 2nd and 3rd hole and the last hole to win..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee did really well.. She nearly hole the chip for &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;birdie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the 4th hole.. but I made the 2 feet putt to &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;win&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the game.. I couldn't believe I won until Bee came over and shook my hand.. I was so happy.. MUm is so nervous that she dare not follow me for the last hole.. she said she is worried that she will faint.. haha .. Upon arriving at the club house I ran to my mum and I shed a &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I am So SO happy.. Its just &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amazing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still couldn't believe it until They called my name and declared that I am the&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2007 JUrong LAdies OPen &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Champion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. :) MY life is filled with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;unlimited happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. All the hard work didn't go down the drain.. I prove to people that I can make it happen.. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incredible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :) so.. my weekend is filled with happiness of my win :) WOn a Throphy, A $1000 phone, and a package tour to Chiang Mai! Whooot!! Thanks for the Chocolate from brad and $50 from mum and $20 from Rui.. lol.. ANyway its over now.. I have to focus on my next tournament.. hopefully I am make another win... &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FOCUS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been very tired.. but everything is good.. I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;hate&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a certain someone.. but ooh well.. Brad came to the range on sunday and I cook Chicken Parmigiana.. its yumcious... :) *Happiness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I Love it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-670423750567927228?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/670423750567927228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=670423750567927228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/670423750567927228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/670423750567927228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-won.html' title='I WoN'/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-7275917377513158417</id><published>2007-06-06T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T00:12:22.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay! been so busy with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOlf&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lately and finally got my new clubs and stuff.. think i have mention it.. But I think I need to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reshaft&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my new irons.. sigh sigh.. Hate making &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; decisions.. its so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;f&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; u know.. Oh well.. I learn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLay golf with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sister&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on Tuesday, was really fun, but at the end of &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;last&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 3 holes, we r really tired, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from waking up too early and &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cos we laughed too much on the Golf Course plus the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. so yer It was good.. If I ever gonna die the next day, my dream Group to play Golf with will be my sisters and Dad for sure.. Mum can watch.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm so wat else... Had a really good sport psychology lesson yesterday at JCC with Drew and gang.. was really &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;interesting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I really do like it alot, if i ever have a chance to study again, that's probably the subject I will study.. but hey! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it ain't gonna happen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; lol ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After game today at RCC saw Deng SHan, had a putting challenge with him today and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! TAdah.. so Proud of myself lol.. He owe me a drink too lol.. I want a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;jug of beer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! lol.. Everyone is so tired.. Basically just cos of work and so many things happening.. Oh wells.. I reckon we should go on a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;holiday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! BALI!!! not gonna happen.. lol.. but I am going &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bangkok&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for a weekend away with Brad.. How exciting!&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*excitements*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So i gonna go now and let my sister work again.. :) ciaoz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*~ducky power~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-7275917377513158417?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/7275917377513158417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=7275917377513158417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/7275917377513158417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/7275917377513158417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/06/yay-been-so-busy-with-golf-lately-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-1533448711771141520</id><published>2007-06-01T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T00:18:07.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a slow slow day.. Everything is slow and depressing.. I have stomach cramps and I am in a very irritated mood.. I can't get my thoughts sorted out and I am not as positive as I use to be today.. Freaking freaking not very happy.. Everything happens for a reason.. I shall just not worry about anything.. I shall just ignore everything, just be myself and enjoy myself.. no point worrying abt stupid things.. yer ok done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its ok, I dun stay depress things come and go. Somethings and meant to be, somethings are not. I have decided to only eat 1 meal a day.. its sound so impossible right.. ya i KNow.. I will try.. Things that girls are willing to do to look good. haha.. Stupid? yer, who cares anyway :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RARrhhh... I have to smile.. right now.. Hate being in this mood... I hate being emotionally controlled by unnecessary things. I have to control my thoughts not let my thoughts control me.. I hate myself today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I believe in karma, don't steep as low as them*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-1533448711771141520?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/1533448711771141520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=1533448711771141520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/1533448711771141520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/1533448711771141520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-slow-slow-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-481120170579860066</id><published>2007-05-29T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T01:18:37.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; busy, so many things &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so many things I wanna say.. But I am sO LAzYyyyeeee .. Let's just focus on the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;main&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ones eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Heritage,&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;could have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; done alot better.. On the 2nd day I shot&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2 under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after 10th hole, but my mind decided to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;screw&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; up.. SO many things have been happening the past few days.. Sometimes I dunno if what I did was &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. If i &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; say certain&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, maybe things doesn't turn out a certain &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. through this year wat I learn most is &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;becareful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or wat I say and be &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sensitive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; abt the &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;consequences&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and stuff like that.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Making decisi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;ons and all those grow up shit.. I mean its part and parcel or life and I think doing all those will bring me into a whole new level of maturity &lt;em&gt;*level up*.&lt;/em&gt; Some&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;times&lt;/span&gt; somet&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hings &lt;/span&gt;must be said, somethings must be &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; even though the consequences is TERRIble! .. I dunno Sometimes I think I am still self fish in alot of way but I am learning :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, enough of those &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;serious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thoughts :) My weekend was &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;! filled with lots of &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;cuddles&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;hugs&lt;/span&gt; :) I didn't survived Friday night at HIdeout cos I was way too tired.. Normally I would just say I am ok and keep myself awake, but that night I was totally falling &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. had a very decisive day on saturday, we &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;going to Beach Volley ball, didn't happen cos we decided to sleep throught the afternooon. Then we &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;decided&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to go to night safari but we woke up&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;too late&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; haha.. so lots of decision and not action. =p..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally went to Beach Volley on Sunday, wasn't that excited at first, cos its just&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hot girls in bikini playing beach volley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; it's very &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;demoralising&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; u know.. lol.. hate beaches! oh wells, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; myself I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anyway, its turned out really good.. I even got a &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tann&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; YAY!!! well.. we are surrounded by Brazil fans and they are just &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jerks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. bad sportmanship peeps.. So me decided to cheer for &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;China&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! So it was pretty good! I was cheering for them and stuff I was really &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enjoying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; myself.. We even went for a ride in the Luge! It was awesomely fun! Had such a fun day! AFter sentosa we went to dinner at &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MArce!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yumness!! love the desserts! then we went for a movie called "&lt;em&gt;Blades of Glory&lt;/em&gt;" Awesomely STupid show... but funny :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, going &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Night Safari&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tonight and Ice cold beer tomorrow. Brad spinning at BBBC on SAturday!&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SO many happiness this week that it have exceed the happiness meter!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;woove&lt;/span&gt; u*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-481120170579860066?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/481120170579860066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=481120170579860066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/481120170579860066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/481120170579860066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/05/been-so-busy-so-many-things-happen-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-465755698198492144</id><published>2007-05-18T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:26:32.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/Rk3q8eUHBhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Ugpqm0cRleE/s1600-h/Photo-0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065963480512136722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/Rk3q8eUHBhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Ugpqm0cRleE/s320/Photo-0289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                          &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Flowers Brad gave me.. Obviously Plucked from some bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Grumps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Grump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;grump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;grump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. N I am not beside Brad.. Its ok... At least he is having fun over there.. I guess it just make it worst when I am having a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Infection in the throat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and my right gums are &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;sore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; cos I think my Wisdon tooth is popping out in a &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't seem too good po&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;sition&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. sighness.. I need a &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hug&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I need &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lots&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of cuddles (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i don't care u owe me millions of cuddles Brad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;).. I shall go look for my replacement bf.. haha.. just kidding =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time like this I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Self fish&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;uncontented&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;single&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. I will keep picking negative points from the most perfect picture. I dunno wat I am talking abt.. I am dilusional.. Bahzzzz's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said I might become like a &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; if I keep doing so many vigarous excerise in the gym.. NOooo... :( its a long story how it come abt this topic.. But its all good.. Did some Shopping therapy with Brad's $300.. Got him &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pants, and i think about &lt;strong&gt;4 &lt;/strong&gt;shirts.. :/ I wanted to get some Billabong shorts but I figured that we can get them at &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bangkok&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; really cheap in JUne.. So.. He can wear his old ones until then :) Going to Jurong Point and see if I can get more stuff tomorrow or over the weekends. Its not a burden really. .I enjoy buying things for &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;from&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and not my money! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, at least I get to see Brad on Thursday.. and he Gave me &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;flowers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the first time! which he pluck from somewhere.. Seriously.. I dunno if I hsould be angry or happy abt it.. sigh.. n guess wat.. He found his colonge... yes... the one that he &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'lost&lt;/span&gt;' when we come back from Phuket. He found it at the front pocket of his Baggage.. how absurb.. That just show that u didn't search hard enough! Luckily I haven't got him a new one. .Oh wells.. everything happens for a reason..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*What I don't see doesn't hurt me* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-465755698198492144?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/465755698198492144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=465755698198492144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/465755698198492144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/465755698198492144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-grumps.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/Rk3q8eUHBhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Ugpqm0cRleE/s72-c/Photo-0289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-7701460508242980842</id><published>2007-05-15T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T07:30:33.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't manage to play golf this morning AGAIN!! sigh.. sigh...  tsk tsk..&lt;br /&gt; BEcause of the rain delay and I can't play myself.. therefore I couldn't play.. they have to join me with other flights and according to them they were going to call me.. BUT NOOOoo.. They never call me.. and I end up leaving JCC and leave to Arena early.. Oh and they said my shorts and too short.. wat rubbish... SOme ladies there wear their shorts so short that u can see their ass.. Dun be too happy Brad.. Cos they are like 30 - 40 year old with big ASS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, glad that I caught up with some sleep at the sofa :) Ah.. sleep... Things that I would do to just have that extra 15 mins Nap time... NAppppzzzzzz's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Lunch crowd I went to Jurong Point and do some shopping... Got some Shorts and Sports Bra.. hmmm... and some flowers for Rui from someone.. I want flowers too.. *HINT HINT* *POKE* Its all good.. its ok.. I can live without flowers :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to gym and did circuit training... not too bad... I am getting fitter!! *shows muscles* and went for a quick sauna.. All n all is good and I should go have dinner now... GOt a 9am class tomorrow so ciaoz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*I am in a Dilema* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-7701460508242980842?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/7701460508242980842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=7701460508242980842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/7701460508242980842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/7701460508242980842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/05/didnt-manage-to-play-golf-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-6670554537038737091</id><published>2007-05-14T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T07:12:44.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;s.&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;f&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;k&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tired... MY overall day was pretty good except for the&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;stupid taxi driver&lt;/em&gt; this morning.. sigh sigh.. I wanted to go &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Raffles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Country&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, he drove me to &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Raffles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Town&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. n I had to teach him how to use the NETS machine when we reach Arena &lt;em&gt;(I have to cancel my game at RCC)..&lt;/em&gt; N its freaking TOO expensive the totally bill is $24 and extra $0.30 cos I have to figure out how to use the nets and teach him how to use it! RArrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells... Lunch wasn't very crowded today but got a $4 tips cos they say the food was &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;excellent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and the waitress is so &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;! haha... not.. Oh Forget to tell you guys about Mother's Day... It was really good.. Mum was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; happy and she brought her new handbag which I got her to work today.. :) she was all &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;smiles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Makes our live so much easier and the fact that we love her so much :) ... We had &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steamboat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for dinner and we surprise her with a Mother's Day Cake and A &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... I think she was very happy that she had us as her daughter.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love u mum! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad came home today and was really good to see him.. He wanted to give me the BMW bag that i think he really like alot.. I feel very &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;touch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I mean although its not the style of bag that I would use.. But I would use it just cos of the love.. haha.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*goosebumps*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Lunch &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went for a Sauna and brought back some &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gifts for me.. MY stinky clothes that I left in the Changing room since &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;SAturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;... U see I got a explaination for that.. I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;too shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about my fall from the threadmill that I suffer from &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Short term Memory lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. yer.. that's it.. :) N I went to gym after they came back.. DId some weights and I think I am getting stronger :D.... Tomorrow will be my circuit training again... bah.. thinking abt it makes me tired.. :p Have to eat &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;healthy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; man.. its so tough... Eating unhealthy = all the gym work going down the drain.. not good.. So I am gonna get the right food tomorrow and start my diet! Wish me luck peeps.. have a too early start tomorrow.. have to be at JCC at 7:30am.. Glad that I am playing golf than sitting in a office though ;) so CIao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*muacks Muacks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-6670554537038737091?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6670554537038737091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=6670554537038737091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/6670554537038737091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/6670554537038737091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/05/t-i-r-e-d-n-e-s-s.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-8724512248297928360</id><published>2007-05-13T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T08:43:50.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes.. People mainly laugh at my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;m&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when I tell them what happen.. Afterall, falling off a threadmill only happens in &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cartoons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMERICA'S FUNNIEST HOME VIDEO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. yes.. laugh.. I fell off the threamill.. SO what! I am proud of it... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. It hurts like hell.. It burns whenever I have a shower, and having mum to nagg me! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Put some coconut oil on it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; like some miracle medication and makes me smell like a &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ah Neh"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; why&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;careless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me.. at least I only get it on my legs and not on my face... So its all good lah... After the incident happen.. I am like the only person sitting on the floor laughin.. haha. its kinda &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;funny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; though.. really.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;H &lt;/span&gt;but funny.. Oh wells.. Its times like this that I learn! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;grumpy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;grumpy&lt;/span&gt; mood.. Call me &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grumps&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. It happens once in a while and I am SUper Grumpy the past few days.. reasons? I dunno.. maybe I have been waking up way &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;too early&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for this week... Not much &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;smiles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; happening although I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; happy spending time with Brad.... N my period is not here yet! &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frustration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. cos I got a constant feeling that is coming but it didnt.. It's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; irritable trust ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired now.. and I am still at Melwood.. I have a golf game at RCC tomorrow at&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 7:30am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and a golf game at JCC at &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7:45am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on Tuesday, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Golf lesson on Wednesday and Brad is going to &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bali&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on Friday :( ... Well.. dun get me wrong.. I am very happy that Brad is going overseas and having fun and enjoying himself there.. but I am sad for my own self fish reasons.. BUt I will get over it.. so its all good.. SO what should I do when Brad is away.. hmm... Maybe organise some gathering with my friends... maybe.. I will just practise golf haha... Maybe I will just work at Melwood and miss him! haha.. I am just being &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;silly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weekend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was good anyway despite the fall from the threadmill.. In fact I am very &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about working at 12pm on Sundays.. Makes my life so much easier... Seriously waking before 9am on weekends is a TASK! Righto, guess I shall stop here and go stone .. SO freaking Tired lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*muacks* to u :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-8724512248297928360?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/8724512248297928360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=8724512248297928360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/8724512248297928360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/8724512248297928360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/05/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-3854685758737430582</id><published>2007-05-09T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:26:33.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/RkHaUXlWeVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0n0_orxgFy0/s1600-h/Photo-0282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062567499604064594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/RkHaUXlWeVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0n0_orxgFy0/s320/Photo-0282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLayed Keppel today and played &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bad.. Oh wells.. I have to think &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;positive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and look toward the future! At least I pitched in and had a Birdie on the last hole! That was an &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shot I must say! its about 30 - 40m.. Uphill and I have to hit it over the &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bunker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. It was just a totally awesome shot.. I couldn't see the ball roll in.. I hit it and went straight towards the pin and my frens just told me its in the hole.. ain't it awesome to end a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bad day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with a good shot! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I feel good*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Although we carried our bag and played 18 holes.. I dun feel tired at all... Must be all the gym training I have been doing.. I just have to control my diet now and eat &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;h&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so i can lose my big tums~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wore my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; contact lens today! its super comfy.. It doesn't get dry so fast as the previous one.. and its just very comforatble to wear them.. its kinda expenive but.. $48 for a month and half. Oh wells.. Its things like that I can't avoid to spend $$ on.. Hmm.. Been waking up too early these few days.. but its all good.. Feel like I have achieve something everyday! Got myself a training partners.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lorene&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Hopefully we can train hard together and make RCC proud and achieve wat we all wanting to achieve.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna get some new clubs with steel shafts soon! &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Gonna try it out at Cathay on Friday and If I like it we gonna get it..! yay! The next thing that will be going is my &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;driver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! wanna get the Taylor Made driver, CAlled &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. the newest one.. pretty ex but.. guess I won't be able to get it until a few months later. =( I want it badly though.. sigh... N I need new &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wedges&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too and a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3 wood&lt;/span&gt;.. haha.. Ya, I know I want alot of things but they are necessity~ :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;JUst cut my hair this &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;evening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Cut it short, about 2 - 3 inch &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;shorter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; than before. Well.. it look alright I guess.. I dun really hate it but I dun really like it either.. I guess I will find out tomorrow.. Just gonna &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and have some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; time now.. WAtch some DVD's and start a fresh day tomorrow :) ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fine&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Whatever&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DUN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-3854685758737430582?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3854685758737430582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=3854685758737430582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3854685758737430582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3854685758737430582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/05/played-keppel-today-and-played-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_t4xOdtek88k/RkHaUXlWeVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0n0_orxgFy0/s72-c/Photo-0282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-315247498104556801</id><published>2007-05-07T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T16:23:31.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am SOoo &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;k&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyelids are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;h&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I am getting &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; night sleeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate u &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; u!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-315247498104556801?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/315247498104556801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=315247498104556801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/315247498104556801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/315247498104556801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-sooo-t-i-r-e-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-2415077810829541879</id><published>2007-05-06T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T09:58:31.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well.. Had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; weekend as usual! HMmm m weekends are normally goodzzzzs... Didnt manage to go to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gym&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; though, cos CY is sick and we have to work its all good :)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will have a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;super&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; busy week ahead.. Really hope that I can still manage to make time to meet up with Brad during the weekends. So tomorrow/today will be playing golf at &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7:35am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a RCC.. Tueday will be Changi CC @ &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7:45&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tee off.. Wednesday is at Kepple &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2pm &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tee off. Friday will be at Changi league game time is not confirmed yet, but its probably in the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;morning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Have to rush in to work or go to golf after work after all the games.. Have to work on &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as CY is overseas. So yer.. Sigh.. Keep my fingers crossed.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must work extra hard in gym this week and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;temptation! Damn u Junk Food! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;D&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; u to Hell!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Righto, Bed's time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Treasuring the days that I am with u*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-2415077810829541879?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2415077810829541879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=2415077810829541879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/2415077810829541879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/2415077810829541879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/05/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-7481085427771030648</id><published>2007-05-02T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T13:08:25.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had so much &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with my friends tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; much, cos drinking brings &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorrow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! SO I am a good Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feet is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so sore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from Dancing! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wheee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post some photos tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; well tonight!! Zzzzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I can't help it*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-7481085427771030648?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/7481085427771030648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=7481085427771030648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/7481085427771030648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/7481085427771030648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-had-so-much-fun-with-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-8334261164035556982</id><published>2007-05-01T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T09:08:09.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I has &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so much fun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the past few days... I couldn't &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;digest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the happiness that is given to me.. Kinda make me feel &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. But everything happens for a reason and its just a cruel game call &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;v&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. haha.. I sound so &lt;em&gt;sedimental&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let me tell u my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;es&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out on Friday to listen to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shawn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; spin at a place called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. A really nice and cosy place. Brad did a really good job! &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*so proud*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Totally enjoy my night there, Thankies to &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; coming over that night! Catch up and had a few shots.. Finally ended our night at HIdeout about 3am.. NIce night out and knowing alot of people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday is the usual &lt;em&gt;"sleep till I &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sleep anymore day"..&lt;/em&gt; hur hur.. So I woke up at bouts &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? haha.. Then we head out to City Hall to eat lunch at &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;New&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;York&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;New&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;York&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Had a nice lunch and Brad made me a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;cotton candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... :) After lunch we went to Watch a movie called Fractured, Nice movie. Oh, Brad gave me a surprise when we get to the cinema. He bought the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gold Class Tickets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; instead of the normal ones.. Wow.. am I happy.. Smiling from ear to ear.. They have &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;recliner chair&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blanket&lt;/span&gt; and having the person I love sitting by my side just makes me wanna &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;c&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. U know.. so many happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie we went to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentosa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the monorail! Went to see the laser show pretty cool show.. then we went for dinner at some restaurant near the beach. HAd Fish n Chip&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*yumcious*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and had this drink its long Island Tea with Pineapple juice.. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HorriBle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!If u want to ask me.. haha... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;regrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. :p.. Then we went to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;f&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; D&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;l &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... NIce nice place.. They have beds on the beach! Its nice just sitting there looking up the sky CHilling and sipping my &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mango&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Magarita! Then we went back.. really really exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to work on Monday.. N went to Brad's place to cook CAbonara! He seemed to like it so it good :) .. Had a few drinks and sleep early to go to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zoo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today.. Zoo was pretty good and tiring.. The show was good and I really want a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sealion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as a pet now! Had a really nice few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lots&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so many that I dun ever want to lose it.. I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scared&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I will start being &lt;em&gt;Self Fish&lt;/em&gt;, I am So &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scared&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I can't&lt;em&gt; control&lt;/em&gt; my emotions, my thoughts about how hard is it to let it go when the day come.. I am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scared&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to lose the person I &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; so much.. Its all so &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confusing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. But I have see it coming.. I just wanna spend the rest of the time u r here together.. Cos u never fail to make me smile..&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; I love u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;*There is no forever happiness*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-8334261164035556982?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/8334261164035556982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=8334261164035556982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/8334261164035556982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/8334261164035556982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-i-has-so-much-fun-for-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-1409932697620297244</id><published>2007-04-26T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T09:20:12.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Worked &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt; hours today.. Feeling &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;High&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; all day cos of the coffee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna look &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow.... But I am gonna get my back fixed.. which means big &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bruises&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on my back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Golf Clubs from Uncle Alvin.. But the Shafts are too &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stiff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grips&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are too thick.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*sounds wrong* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna go for a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holiday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on Labour Day.. But there is a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buffet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; more... But mum wants me to go &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;shower&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ciaoz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-1409932697620297244?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/1409932697620297244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=1409932697620297244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/1409932697620297244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/1409932697620297244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/04/worked-12-hours-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-3773203487866760179</id><published>2007-04-25T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T10:38:40.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hurts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! From last night Cramp.. Ok I am &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;winching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. But it really hurts.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*reaches behind n massage it*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I survived.. Got some muscle relaxing panaldos to take before I go to bed so I can get rid of the ache on my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;left hip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Think its time to go back for another &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Physio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; session.. Its not hurting but the ache is so &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;irritating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I can't sleep properly at night.. Oh wells.. Hope I can get a good night sleep tonight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still manage to go to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gym&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this eveing... Only really did Cardio.. Working hard to get my &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abs &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! Gonna do some circuit training with one of the couple in the gym tomorrow.. Pray that I survive... The way he says it sound so impossible to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Ciaoz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-3773203487866760179?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3773203487866760179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=3773203487866760179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3773203487866760179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3773203487866760179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-ass-hurts-from-last-night-cramp.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-5774227640181763460</id><published>2007-04-24T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T08:59:03.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Tuesday Ever</title><content type='html'>Yer.. I am &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;super&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tired right now but really want to spread my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;p&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I get to play golf today so that's Happiness &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;number 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ultimate happiness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; comes Playing &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bowling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with Brad and Having &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with him.. Roy came for bowling too so its good.. I had 3 &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Drain"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ball.. Mean 3 drinks on Friday.. .Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Dinner was good.. we ate at Orchid Country Club.... We had &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 Bamboo Clam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chicken Drumlets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hor Fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. At the end of the dinner, Brad dared me to eat 4 pieces of &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Chilli for $40.. To a normal Singaporean.. They would have no Problems at all.. But I am in trouble.. I can take spicy food but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my life have I eaten Chillies, Whether its RED OR Green.. For the $40 I took the 4 pieces of chilli and Yucks... &lt;em&gt;I had made a right choice my whole life&lt;/em&gt;.. I dun think I will ever eat green chilli with any kind of food again.. Unless of course its a dare again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enjoyed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my evening although I am totally tired.. Must be my &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;flu&lt;/span&gt; and my &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;headache&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I know it won't help by going to Double O tomorrow.. I have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; intention to go out until my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear KJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; messaged me few mins ago to go out tomorrow.. I owe u one my dear friend so I am going to go tomorrow.. but I am leaving early k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least.. My&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; final hapiness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; comes with Brad sending me home this &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;evening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Cos Finally there is some place that go past my place first! hur hur.. Anyway.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dj'ing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hideout&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; How exciting! veryone should come to this prestigious event... hur hur.. righto beds time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*its amazing how easy u can make me smile*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-5774227640181763460?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5774227640181763460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=5774227640181763460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/5774227640181763460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/5774227640181763460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/04/best-tuesday-ever.html' title='Best Tuesday Ever'/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-447885762003799649</id><published>2007-04-23T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T09:16:57.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really excited cos Brad &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shaved&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;his&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Can't wait to see him tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been really &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sick&lt;/span&gt; today.. Couldnt wake up early just have this &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;headache&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Its better now, I was going to the doctor but I figured that leave it long enough it will recover itself.. so &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tadah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. No doctors! Just I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about the peeps that I spread my diesease to.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hur hur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... Ok.. If i dun get well by next week I will see a doctor for sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after serving the lunch crowd, I had a really &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;quick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; nap... Then went to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;gym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and had a big practise session.. Think my swing is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;c&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; up, but I will do my best tomorrow! Really regreting now.. haha... SHould have just play &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tees =p.. Oh wells... I will kick ass tomorrow! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;*positive thoughts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-447885762003799649?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/447885762003799649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=447885762003799649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/447885762003799649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/447885762003799649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/04/really-excited-cos-brad-shaved-his-head.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-9220771052339230365</id><published>2007-04-22T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T09:51:44.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sadness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Weekend always goes so quickly.. Fun time just go so quickly.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My weekend was &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~ BUt I couldn't get rid of this &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;irritating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; headache.. Only the left side hurt though.. and I was getting Sharp pain too.. so its pretty &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;annoying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyways.. On Friday night, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Brad&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Belinda&lt;/span&gt; went to listen to Roy spin at M.O.X which is a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gay&lt;/span&gt; bar.. haha.. Its pretty &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disappointing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; though.. I didn't see any guys &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;kiss&lt;/span&gt;.. haha.. See alot of of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hugs&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;cuddles&lt;/span&gt; and GAyness but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; kisses.. Brad is sitting behind a tree just in case some Gay decided to touch his butt.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Laughs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We then we to St James at around 3am.. Lots and lots of people! Its not too bad i think... I &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enjoyed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; myself.. :) I guess its the good company.. Got really cold at the end of the night though.. Cos &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"someone" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;decided to throw &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; all over me.. =p.. maybe cos I am too &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...rrr....&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*laughs* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Slept till like 1pm the next day and went to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;z&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; H&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Yumzzzz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Walk around the shopping mall and we rented some Dvd's to watch.. Oh.. N we had a Mac Donald Ice Cream &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*unlimited Happiness*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We went for a &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Swim&lt;/span&gt; and Steam bath &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;*relaxing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; follow by Dinner and Dvd's! Its a very relaxing, stress free day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So back to work and there was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; event in the afternoon.. They are all very lovely people and easy to serve.. Not &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;demanding&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and make me job very easy lah.. Would have been a good day if my Headache goes aways.. My shoulders are so bad that I can barely turn my head to the right.. Stupid me decided to ask Max to fix it for me.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ouchness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; After the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;excruciating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;10mins he put me through, I had to cry.. haha.. it only lasted for 15secs... but its really painful and I really had to let it out! Hopefully I will feel better tomorrow.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Going to go to the gym in the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;morning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow... and &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;swimming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the evening.. So I better sleep early :) Ciaoz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Next time buy seedless grapes!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-9220771052339230365?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/9220771052339230365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=9220771052339230365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/9220771052339230365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/9220771052339230365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/04/sadness-weekend-always-goes-so-quickly.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-3877848536622433864</id><published>2007-04-19T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T09:13:36.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>Ya la.. Pretty tired.. reason being that I have a game at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Changi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today and we have to carry our bag for 18 holes.. The course is kinda &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(dunno how to spell..)&lt;/em&gt; and carry the bag gives me a back ache.. haha.. Oh wells.. I think I am &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;getting old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. :p Seriously I think my right ass is going to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cramp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; up.. haha.. Its ok.. I will get &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tighter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bum that way and according to my sister Jiarui.. Having a tight bum means &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cellulite!! Its a bad day to play golf for me though... I have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;headache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all day but I am pretty happy that I hang on for the 18 holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have been to the gym 3 days &lt;em&gt;continuously&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Monday to Wednesday)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Working really hard to lose the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 kgs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! just really have to keep at it and become fitter.. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*god give me Strength*..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Got a lesson with Drew tomorrow to get my swing fixed.. I totally hitting my driver 60meter &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;shorter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; than How i should be hitting... Oh wells.. U get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; good for a while and you have to come down.. that's sad but that's golf.. Have to wake up too early for the lesson though.. hur hur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh got some really cool presents from China.. Thankies to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Cy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Guo Lei&lt;/span&gt;~ Love the polo tees.~ Let's not talk about the bag.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*to the left, to the left*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its's Friday tomorrow!! means that I can see Brad! Yay... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*happiness* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-3877848536622433864?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3877848536622433864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=3877848536622433864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3877848536622433864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3877848536622433864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/04/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-8650102590628610583</id><published>2007-04-16T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T09:37:15.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Happiness*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;appy &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;appy &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;appy!! Sister got me a nice Bright &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ORANGE&lt;/span&gt; colour golf bag today from Crest Link! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Thankies&lt;/span&gt; to Uncle Choo for all the help! &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Thankies&lt;/span&gt; for Wen for the bag! Congrates to Choo on the last day serving &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;NS&lt;/span&gt;!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We r getting&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Crestlink&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;shirts for work and lots of Crest Link stuff for our shop.. its &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;awesome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Uncle Choo came down to the range today and we had lots of chats! Havent seen Choo in ages its always very &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enjoyable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; talking to them and joke around.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Really&lt;/span&gt; like my Orange Golf bag.. Now my golf bag STANDzzz out in the crowd!! It doesn't look the same as other peeps bag anymore! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;*unlimitaed happiness*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Had a pretty boring afternoon.. trying to eat healthy.. haha. Only &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fruits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Lots of &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Had a heavy breakfast though.. haha... Went to Gym in the evening.. worked out for a while... My Nose is still pretty bad.. so i only took it easy for 45mins.. Wanted to go for a Sauna after gym but to my dismay... the Sauna was closed :( Oh wells.. there is always tomorrow.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*Iknow I can... But do i want to? -&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;confusion is in the air&lt;/span&gt;-* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-8650102590628610583?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/8650102590628610583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=8650102590628610583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/8650102590628610583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/8650102590628610583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/04/happiness.html' title='*Happiness*'/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-2654795933481979601</id><published>2007-04-15T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T09:49:14.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKay been busy so havent been blogging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;First&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I would like to wish &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a good trip to China.. Hope everything went well and safetly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I didnt play very well on Thursday and Friday and we didnt manage to finish the game on Friday because it rained out.. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thankies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to Dad who caddied me for the 2 days.. Appreciate that.. Had fun but~ Haven't played with the girls for a while.. So its pretty &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;enjoyable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I guess :) Playing Changi on Thursday.. So &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; looking forward to it.. its like at the other end of the world man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Friday we went to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BBBC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I went with a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bad cold &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;*Sorry for passing the cold to everyone especially Brad*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; N the smoke didnt help much with my cold.. haha &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;DUH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. But I had lots of fun.. Music was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the end~ But we had to leave ... I was pretty tired anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was pretty good as well, went to watched a Movie.. its a good show for the guys.. lots of&lt;em&gt; eye Candy&lt;/em&gt;.. Don't be &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; my girls.. cos there is a pretty &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; guy in that show too.. ;) But its a really gruelsome movie with stupid storyline.. Then bought Brad a nice shirt which I wanted to get him 2 weeks ago *&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*.. Brad cooked dinner and we just had a early night.. Pretty tired from the night before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to see dad and Mum off at the airport at 7:30am.. Woke up at 6:30 in the morning, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Showered&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and dress and when I am done I received a sms from my sister saying they are not going anymore &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*doh*..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Oh wells.. Another 2 hours sleep for me..&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;*unlimited happiness* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was good.. Had lots of laughter with my sisters today.. lots of lame jokes and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;F&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;C&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; magic performance by the... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO IMPRESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Rui got a Bunch of flowers from her BF today... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*unlimited jealousy X 10*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Happy for her though.. :) The only thing I hate about work is washing the glasses.. N they never stop coming...&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; *unlimited glasses to Wash*!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, I better go to sleep now. Lots of work to do tomorrow and Hopefully my Cold will be better.. Then is gym for me! I can lose thoes fats!! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Don't say try, Just Do it! -Nike- hur hur...*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-2654795933481979601?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2654795933481979601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=2654795933481979601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/2654795933481979601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/2654795933481979601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay-been-busy-so-havent-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-3318051151529144030</id><published>2007-04-10T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T07:22:33.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MotivationSzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>Yea.. So I had bets all over... Have to lose &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5kg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in 2 months.. Sounds so impossible! but I can do it.. I am always &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;struggling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with my weight aren't I.. Kinda sick of it.. sigh.. Should just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and get over it. I have lose weight successfully &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I can do it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;twice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. I can!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I reach my goals in 2 months.. My rewards will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) A new &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Golf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;set&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) A set of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bikini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3)Mum will have to lose &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2kg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as well..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yer.. I am gonna try to push mum to do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; excerise.. She need to start getting healthy.. I am abit worrried about her.. But nothing is impossible &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;! So dad is going to be my caddy on Thursday and maybe Friday.. Poor &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; injured his Hips.. Badly! Hope he will be able to recover by Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got another list of wish list &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;anyone wanna treat me for losing weight.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A new &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tayor Made Wedge 58 degree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... The one with the Flag Crest on the back..&lt;br /&gt;2) Some nice &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Lingerie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;New Clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;4) N a treat to the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morning Tea at Hyatt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! yummz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... I havent even lose the weight I already thinking of the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;treats&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! haha.. OH wells.. See.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! But Now I have to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;concentrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on Thursday game.. My game today was alright.. Could be alot better.. Need lots of short game practise and Impact Drills tomorrow.. and I shall be ready to go on Thursday.. Hopefully my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;sore throat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Headache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; will go away by Thursday... Everytime when I get &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt; about certain events I fall sick.. Weird.. Oh wells.. Wish me &lt;strong&gt;Luck&lt;/strong&gt; Peeps :)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-3318051151529144030?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3318051151529144030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=3318051151529144030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3318051151529144030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3318051151529144030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/04/motivationszzzzzzz.html' title='MotivationSzzzzzzz'/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-3273493472631048703</id><published>2007-04-08T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T09:07:48.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had A really nice long week end! yay!! *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been doing alot of cooking... Making use of every SINGLE pots and pans Brad have! haha...  I enjoy it though... regardless the taste.. if it taste good.. its a bonus :p So on Friday... Iwas suppose to sleep in but I woke up at 8:30am (the next few days when I need to wake up early I couldn't!) Hang around.. watch Tv.. and went to Orchard and change mum's pants to a Shirt! Cattch a movi called 'The Reaping'.. hmm.. not so bad.. its OKay.. I won't say go to the movie and watch it kinda movie.. All and all its good.. Juzzz a nice and relaxing day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we head out to Zouk that night, cos some famous guy was DJ'ing.. Had a few drinks only cos I have an important meeing the next day... After Zouk makes me feel very depress.. cos I feel that I really need to go to the gym.. ok I know I know.. I need motivation.. n I got it that night.. I am surrounded by hot girls except me of course! *bah*.. I will get there.. Give me timezz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday meeting went very very well... Looks like I am getting the deal.. really happy about that .. Went to do a little practise.. but there was a pretty bad thunderstorm.. its pretty scary.. so I only manage to so a little bit of my practise. Was cooking Hamburgers that night and I decided to buy some from Burger King.. and they gave me free ones!!! *thankies*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a hard time waking up this morning.. Woke up with a pretty bad sore throat... Dun like sore throats.. it takes forever to get better.. Had a pretty good day though.. Practised hard and Worked hard.. very Effieciant day! :) Even though I got my once a month thing :p... oh wells.. its better now than never .. hur hur... Pretty tired and I stink like a skunk... So i gonna head off and have a shower! hope everyone have a nice weekend too.. *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hope I give u as much happiness as u gave me* :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-3273493472631048703?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3273493472631048703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=3273493472631048703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3273493472631048703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3273493472631048703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/04/had-really-nice-long-week-end-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-1933784414477976436</id><published>2007-04-04T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T09:51:18.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*soreness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like my lower body and upper body doesn't work as a part.. i am Sore all over and having a bad tummy ache.. goshy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must have pushed myself too hard yesterday... :p Oh wells.. Work was good the shit part is that they don't have internet accesS! Arghh... Boring! Anyways, got good news today.. I will be able to play the Heritage Pro-Am.. awesome.. and after today scrambling looking for a caddy cos we thought the event is on the 12th and the 13th.. N CY is helping Max to caddy.. If my event falls on the 13th my sis cannot Caddy me.. as there will not be enough staff to cover Work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was looking for a caddy for the whole afternoon. I jsut came home access to my email and realised that the Amatuer tournament is on the 11th... so sis can still be my caddy *happiness*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its Good Friday this coming Friday.... HOLIDAY!!! But I think I will go in and work during lunch to earn some extra cashy~ :) Haven't hear anything from RCC yet... hopefully I will hear something soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it me or is it you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-1933784414477976436?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/1933784414477976436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=1933784414477976436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/1933784414477976436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/1933784414477976436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/04/soreness-i-feel-like-my-lower-body-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-8178970635099385362</id><published>2007-04-03T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T09:39:30.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really cannot think of a appropriate title.. So i decided to skip it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5:45am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and went to golf at Starhill.. Playing of the &lt;strong&gt;White&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tees&lt;/strong&gt; today.. and still lost to Dad by&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stroke. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*boo-ness*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; didn't putt very well.. Oh wells.. Need &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; practise.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Thankies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to dad who brought us nice nice golf shirts.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;*love u dad*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... it's Golf Link shirt pretty expensive too.. Oh wells... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*happiness*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home and just&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;dieded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in the bed.. was so tired.. stupid early tee-off.. :p Slept for 2 hours and went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;gym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Ran 6km to! Wowz~ Was proud of myself.. I was really tired after &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;round! but I kept pushing! so I am pretty happy with that, Did some weights and Basically just couldn't walk down the stairs.. Cos did &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;squats&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... and some tri-ceps strengthening... Hopefully I kept this up and will be hitting the ball &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;250M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in no time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am eating &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;healthier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too.. I will try to avoid &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Junk food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Soft drinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. They are actually my main problem... I got a sweet tooth u see &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*saddness*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;N I am really really tired right now... Fink I gonna see early for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;once&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. :p Really dunno if I should play SLGA medal.. I haven't played any medals since &lt;em&gt;January&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*decisions*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but really looking forward competiting with the SGA guys in the Annual Medal.. Hopefully I can perform well that day.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;One can only hope...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-8178970635099385362?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/8178970635099385362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=8178970635099385362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/8178970635099385362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/8178970635099385362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/04/really-cannot-think-of-appropriate.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-4587934745343152665</id><published>2007-04-02T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T09:43:31.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Rui</title><content type='html'>First I would love to wish my dear Sister a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;23rd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt;.. Hope you stay &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; come true. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we shall start with my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :) ... Hmmm... Went to Orchard on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and Get Rui's present nice pair of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;earrings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. then got mum a pair of pants which she dun exactly like.. so I have to go back and change it this week.. Boo... So far so far.. Its all good.. After the tiring shopping we went to eat at &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; ..... Yummies.. so I had &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Potato salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and this drink call.. em2 or something la.. *&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*... I was pretty full after not even finishing the potato salad.. But I still somehow squeeze my 1, &lt;em&gt;3 Amigos&lt;/em&gt; into my big tummy.. :p..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stupid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mid night shopping and so many people trying to get into the bus, that the bus driver have to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;shoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; some of the people off the bus.. how stupid n inconsiderate can people be at times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Steam&lt;/span&gt; Bath and had an early night.. Start work at 10am and as usual.. I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;procrestinated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(however u spell it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But still get to work in time and even have extra time for breakfast! *&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thumbs up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt; Saturday was a good day.. Got a few peeps signing up for golf lessons.. Yer.. that means *&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*!! So left work at the dot on Saturday as I was cooking dinner for Brad.. &lt;strong&gt;Struggled&lt;/strong&gt; with my lab top, my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bag and umbrella walking to the cold storage as I alight one stop later than I should.. cos u know.. I need my exercise :p .. Finally got to CS.. n was happily thinking that I can get a trolley.. but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;... I got no $1 in my wallet :( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*saddness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; Oh well.. Imagine me walking in the super market with a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Basket&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, my &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;labtop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;big ass bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stupid massively &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;big&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; umbrella&lt;/span&gt;.. Yes.. I look like a total fool.. Oh wells.. Dinner went well.. No Diarhhoe or anything the next day.. so its good..... It was the best bangers n mash I ever eaten!! because its the first time I had it! hur hur.. I will use pork sausages next time.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched 24.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; show!! Manage to watch it all yesterday till 3am :p.. But its worth it!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, cooked breakfast from Brad in the morning.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pancakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bananas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! :) *&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yums&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*.. its a pre-made ingredient, just add water and shake for 1 min, then &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;W&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;a!&lt;/span&gt; just cook it n we get nice yummy pan cakes :D .. So, we watched 24 and prison break all day on Sunday, just a nice &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;relaxing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; day.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy 6th month&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *smiles smiles* .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start work again today.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt; lunch crowd... Really couldn't cope and had to call CY... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sowie's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;~ ... Was going to gym, but I decided to practise like nearly 350 balls.. haven't practise so many balls for a while.. its good though.. Swing haven't felt &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for a long time .. Hope my game tomorrow will be as good as on the range. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So had steamboat at the end of the night cos its Rui's birthday.. *yums* really wished Brad was there, will be so much fun~ &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*no I am not Drunk and I didn't drink*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cake was awesome :) had a really nice day overall! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~I will be try to be more mature.. I promise~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-4587934745343152665?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/4587934745343152665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=4587934745343152665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/4587934745343152665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/4587934745343152665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthday-rui.html' title='Happy Birthday Rui'/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-6689543129601450085</id><published>2007-03-27T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T09:12:36.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>Really tired.. But I am very happy.. Had a very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;constructive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; day today... N i am happy about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its all happened last night when we decided to go &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt; after work... Yes we are tired but it never stop us from singing! hur hur... So we got home about &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3am&lt;/span&gt; in the morning leaving me and mum about 3 hours to sleep before golf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... the usual story.. I didnt manage to sleep well &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;at all&lt;/span&gt; which means that I have only really slept an hour.. *&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, I know I have to get into a good sleeping habit.. bla bla bla :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* So I manage to wake up at 6am in the morning and went in Malaysia to play Golf! Luckily Dad have a meeting until 10am which left me with an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;extra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 2 hours sleep in the Changing room.. Seriously I think I went into a concussion.. *&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;however u spell it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*... N to be woken up by dad yelling outside the changing room... Lol... So I woke up.. get ready and rushed out... feeling "&lt;strong&gt;fresh&lt;/strong&gt;" Walked in the Golf shop and see this cute little Head cover looking at me.. saying "&lt;em&gt;buy me buy me&lt;/em&gt;" of course with a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; heart.. I ask dad if he can get it for me.. and i got it.. HUR HUR *&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;grins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dad &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; u lots.. Anyway.. didnt play as well as I should today... but its all good.. Was really tired after the game.. Really need to bulid my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fitness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; up man.. So we went back to Singapore and we brought some &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Corn Crean Buns&lt;/span&gt; from the Servo aka Petrol Kiosk N I was totally shock to find that.............................................................................. There's close to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no Cream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Bun!!!!! *argh* So I was pretty amazed.. I still chomped it down as I am &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hungry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Happily Opened the 2nd Packet.. pretty &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disappointed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with the amount of cream on the first one.. n just when I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the 2nd one will be better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened up the 2nd Packet and there is TOTALLY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at all!!! oh well.. We had a good laugh in the car.. N &lt;em&gt;Thank God&lt;/em&gt; really... He knows that I am on a diet.. hur hur.. Finally got back to Singapore and Really wasn't in the state of mind to go Gym.. I am&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Sooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Tired.. But I manage to get my ass into Brad's gym worked a little and went for a steam... So I am pretty much tired to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I popped 2 melatonins to make sure I sleep through the night and hoping to feel my best Tomorrow.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; u Mr Lay~ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-6689543129601450085?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6689543129601450085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=6689543129601450085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/6689543129601450085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/6689543129601450085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/03/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-1334359061542503012</id><published>2007-03-25T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:26:33.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/RgatICcfyII/AAAAAAAAAAk/9R7ur1LSqcA/s1600-h/IMGP1683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045910786122172546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/RgatICcfyII/AAAAAAAAAAk/9R7ur1LSqcA/s320/IMGP1683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/RgaqQCcfyFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/B93JSpihYFs/s1600-h/IMGP1589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045907625026242642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/RgaqQCcfyFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/B93JSpihYFs/s320/IMGP1589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/Rgaq4ycfyGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9QZHwpg0hGs/s1600-h/IMGP1610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045908325105911906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/Rgaq4ycfyGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9QZHwpg0hGs/s320/IMGP1610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/RgardicfyHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zG_Uc7xIouc/s1600-h/IMGP1644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045908956466104434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/RgardicfyHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zG_Uc7xIouc/s320/IMGP1644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the photos we took at Thailand! Sorry been busy.. :p..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAd a really really good weekend with Brad.. PLayed pool.. He kicked my ass.. Karma for kicking his in Golf.. Boo... Just really enjoyed it! Thanks for the lunch and dinners babe.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love u lots.. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-1334359061542503012?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/1334359061542503012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=1334359061542503012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/1334359061542503012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/1334359061542503012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/03/these-are-photos-we-took-at-thailand.html' title=''/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4xOdtek88k/RgatICcfyII/AAAAAAAAAAk/9R7ur1LSqcA/s72-c/IMGP1683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-3654391763866623801</id><published>2007-03-21T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T10:41:30.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thailand trip</title><content type='html'>OKay! I am back from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thailand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; trip!! Actually it was 3 days ago when I was back.. But I am simply too &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;busy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; doing something! :p... I wanted to post some photos as well, but I will post it tomorrow as I am using my computer at home and the thailand photo is on my Labby~ :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Thailand was &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; good.. The Bed is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Massively Huge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I tried to roll from &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; end to &lt;strong&gt;another&lt;/strong&gt; its about apprx&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; rolls for me.. if a &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;smaller&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; person will be around 6.. hur hur.. I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that bed! lol.. Well, we have a good view of the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and a little view of the sea. So its good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next morning we went for our round of &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Golf&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Well, Brad didn't really do as well as I expected.. but he did &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;impress&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me with a free awesome shot.. including the par 3 the he topped on the first shot and put it 3 feet away from hole.. Awesome..I was so &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;proud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 9 holes, Brad suffered from a so call "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;new shoe blisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" on his foot.. N the shittest thing is that they don't allow us to have a break.. stupid isn't it? I do have to &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;apologise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to Brad cos I made him walk 18 holes instead of carting it.. sorry babe.. *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAY1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Brad had a final score of &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;120&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Not too bad, he had &lt;strong&gt;2 - 3&lt;/strong&gt; holes that he out drived me.. :) We finally finish golf and Brad looked like a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Lobster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. he is suffering from so called "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bad Case of sunburnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;".. Aww... I felt so bad.. He had a headache and everything.. But the Sun was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;blaring&lt;/span&gt; that day.. so.. its bad... Finally got back to the hotel&lt;em&gt; *&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;roll on the bed&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/em&gt; and had a sleep before headng out to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Patong Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! We had some Fish and Chips and Steak.. and Had some &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;thailand&lt;/span&gt; beer... and Lots of Shopping!!! yes.. I am broke.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;surprise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;surprise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Well... After all the shopping we sat down in a nice bar drinking SingHa.. Looking at &lt;em&gt;"half Chickens"&lt;/em&gt;  and thailand girls and their clients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by the way Brad got us 4 jugs of beer due to not able to hit over the red tee*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAY 2: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So had a pretty good night &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;chilling&lt;/span&gt;, buying &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;presents&lt;/span&gt;.. got a nice jacket from Babe.. :) and we took a &lt;em&gt;Tuk Tuk&lt;/em&gt; back .. Had so much fun~ Went back and slept and we missed breakfast the next morning.. haha.. Oh we saw this &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;cute elephant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; while walking to the restaurant.. Super cute .. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took a taxi down to Patong beach again, had some foods and went to have a &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;elephant ride&lt;/span&gt;.. I was so excited &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; getting on the cute big elephant.. n regret it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the cute thing walk not more thatn 10 metres.. OH GOSH.. I was so &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scared&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I bet Brad is having a good time laughing at me *BAH*!! Seriously.. The man leading the elephant is swearing at the poor thing &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;excessively&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know Thai Swear Words*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and hitting it with a hammer..SUper scary as the elephant &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wasnt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; very happy... then we finally reached the hill top... Just when I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that going down is much much easier.. Woo Wee am I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wrong!  I had the scariest animal ride in my life.. I wish they had implement a safety belt rules on elephants next time.. I had a "&lt;em&gt;mild elephant sick"&lt;/em&gt; for a while but was good after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening we went to celebrate &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;St Patricks day&lt;/span&gt;!! *funs* We had this yummy meal in the Irish bar.. and lots of beer... Called "&lt;em&gt;Chang&lt;/em&gt;" well.. not too bad.. we met &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;alot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of people.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Irish&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Kiwi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Americans&lt;/span&gt; even &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ukrain&lt;/span&gt;! its a awesome night good band and I was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; touch when Brad got me the Cap! well its a cool cap... and I am &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; touched.. I really nearly &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cried&lt;/span&gt;.. haha I am so &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;silly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Anyways, we went back do the usual  *&lt;em&gt;Sleeping on the toilet bowl&lt;/em&gt;* trick.. N yes I do very regret drinking too much the next morning.. haha.. Hang over on plane is NOT FUN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All n all its good fun! I even tried out the new airport system where I can just put my Passport in and put in my finger print.. cool huh!! Anyway... Was really &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that we lost the perfume in the Taxi.. I swear not to take Transcab.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stupid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uncivilised&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inconsiderate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; drivers! sigh.. oh well.. Can't cry over split milk can I.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 Days to go :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-3654391763866623801?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3654391763866623801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=3654391763866623801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3654391763866623801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/3654391763866623801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/03/thailand-trip.html' title='Thailand trip'/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3074833106687923402.post-9103413607005325183</id><published>2007-03-14T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T23:29:43.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phuket</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUsy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt;.. The restaurant is getting busier these few weeks.. isn't it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;aw&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :).. So basically from&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;12pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I will be serving customers and running around to sell GOlf balls and tend the Pro shop.. Its not that bad.. .I just Dread the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; parts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning I have to bring down this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heavy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; loads of clothes to set up the Pro shop and I was half awake then.. so please dun tap my shoulders any time between &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;10:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; until I am fully awake.. Cos I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... hur hur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Phuket &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! yay.. *&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;excitements&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* HAve packed up all my stuffs and hopefully I didnt forget anything.. YEap.. Got my PAssport.. Got &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;lots&lt;/span&gt; of balls for BRAd, put his putter in my bag.. and we are ready to go =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needs to work meow... Ciaoz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-9103413607005325183?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/9103413607005325183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=9103413607005325183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/9103413607005325183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/9103413607005325183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/03/phuket.html' title='Phuket'/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074833106687923402.post-7192689092295305593</id><published>2007-03-14T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T01:39:34.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again</title><content type='html'>Wahaha.. Really can't think of any &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;decent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; blog name.. so yer there u go... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;listen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! haha.. how &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;lame&lt;/span&gt;.. oh wells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I am not much of a&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;story teller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (ask me sisters), so don't expect too much.. I mostly will be &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;winching&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;complaining&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, telling u how &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I am.. and u know.. abt my &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or sometimes gets &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exciting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; life.. I ain't a speller either.. so if I got any spelling mistakes... live with it.. hur hur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it really :)... Going to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phuket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow! yay!! Holidays! Sleep In! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;more sleep&lt;/span&gt;... n &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;more sleep&lt;/span&gt;!! hur hur.. and golfing with Brad for the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;time! yay! *&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* :) Will kick his ass.. so dun worry peeps :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3074833106687923402-7192689092295305593?l=listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/feeds/7192689092295305593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3074833106687923402&amp;postID=7192689092295305593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/7192689092295305593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3074833106687923402/posts/default/7192689092295305593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://listen-to-my-story.blogspot.com/2007/03/back-again.html' title='Back again'/><author><name>Jiali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483308652207042645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
