<?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-5586005</id><updated>2011-12-15T10:59:58.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'>"A sad thing in life is when you meet someone who 
means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that 
it was never meant to be and you just have to let go."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-5262981411638598455</id><published>2007-02-27T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T17:22:59.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>人的一生会遇上的四个人</title><content type='html'>人生就是为了找寻爱的过程，每个人的人生都要找到四个人。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    第一个是自己， &lt;br /&gt;    第二个是你最爱的人， &lt;br /&gt;    第三个是最爱你的人， &lt;br /&gt;    第四个是共度一生的人。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    首先会遇到你最爱的人，然后体会到爱的感觉； &lt;br /&gt;    因为了解被爱的感觉，所以才能发现最爱你的人； &lt;br /&gt;    当你经历过爱人与被爱，学会了爱，才会知道什么是你需要的， &lt;br /&gt;    也才会找到最适合你，能够和你相处一辈子的人。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    但很悲哀的，在现实生活中，这三个人通常不是同一个人； &lt;br /&gt;    你最爱的，往往没有选择你； &lt;br /&gt;    爱你的，往往不是你最爱的； &lt;br /&gt;    而最长久的，偏偏不是你最爱也不是最爱你的，只是在最适合的时间出现的那个人。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    你，会是别人生命中的第几个人呢？ &lt;br /&gt;    没有人是故意要变心的，他爱你的时候是真的爱你， &lt;br /&gt;    可是他不爱你的时候也是真的不爱你了， &lt;br /&gt;    他爱你的时候没有办法假装不爱你； &lt;br /&gt;    同样的，他不爱你的时候也没有办法假装爱你 。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    当一个人不爱你要离开你， &lt;br /&gt;    你要问自己还爱不爱他， &lt;br /&gt;    如果你也不爱他了，千万别为了可怜的自尊而不肯离开； &lt;br /&gt;    如果你还爱他，你应该会希望他过得幸福快乐， &lt;br /&gt;    希望他跟真正爱的人在一起，绝不会阻止， &lt;br /&gt;    你要是阻止他得到真正的幸福，就表示你已经不爱他了， &lt;br /&gt;    而如果你不爱他，你又有什么资格指责他变心呢？ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    爱不是占有， &lt;br /&gt;    你喜欢月亮，不可能把月亮拿下来放在脸盆里， &lt;br /&gt;    但月亮的光芒仍可照进你的房间。 &lt;br /&gt;    换句话说，你爱一个人，也可以用另一种方式拥有， &lt;br /&gt;    让爱人成为生命里的永恒回忆。 &lt;br /&gt;    如果你真爱一个人，就要爱他原来的样子─爱他的好，也爱他的坏； &lt;br /&gt;    爱他的优点，也爱他的缺点。 &lt;br /&gt;    绝不能因为爱他，就希望他变成自己所希望的样子， &lt;br /&gt;    万一变不成就不爱他了。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    真正爱一个人是无法说出原因的， &lt;br /&gt;    你只知道无论何时何地、心情好坏，你都希望这个人陪著你； &lt;br /&gt;    真正的感情是两人能在最艰苦中相守，也就是没有丝毫要求。 &lt;br /&gt;    毕竟，感情必须付出，而不是只想获得； &lt;br /&gt;    分开是一种必然的考验， &lt;br /&gt;    如果你们感情不够稳固，只好认输， &lt;br /&gt;    真爱是不会变成怨恨的。 &lt;br /&gt;    你呢？找到了第几个？ &lt;br /&gt;    茫茫人海中，你遇见了谁？谁又遇见了你？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-5262981411638598455?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/5262981411638598455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=5262981411638598455&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/5262981411638598455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/5262981411638598455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='人的一生会遇上的四个人'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-4787189389185606833</id><published>2007-01-14T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T14:56:19.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Four Person You Will Meet In Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Life is the process of finding  love.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0;"&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;Every person will need  to find four people in his/her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; First person is yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second person is  the one you love most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third person is the one who loves you  most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the one you spend the rest of your life  with.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, first you will meet with the one you love  most,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and learn how love feels;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you know how love  feels,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can find the person who loves you most.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;When you  have experienced the feeling of loving others and being loved,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will  then know what it is you need most. Then you will find  the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;person who is most  suitable for you, to be able to spend the rest of your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;life with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Sadly, in real life, these three people are usually not the  same person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one you love most doesn&amp;#8217;t love you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one  who loves you most is never the one you love most;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the one you spend  your life with,     is never the one you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;most or the one who  loves you most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;He/She is just the person who happens to be at the  right place at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;the right time. Which  person are you in other people&amp;#8217;s life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;No person will purposely have  a change of heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the point in time when he/she loves you, he/she  really loves you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when he/she doesn&amp;#8217;t love you anymore, he/she  really doesn&amp;#8217;t love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;you anymore;  When  he/she loves you, he/she can pretend that he/she doesn&amp;#8217;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes,  when he/she loves you no more, there&amp;#8217;s no way he/she can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;pretend he/she loves  you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;When a person doesn&amp;#8217;t love you and wants to leave you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you must ask yourself if you still love him/her.      If you also  don&amp;#8217;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;love him/her anymore,  don&amp;#8217;t ever let him/her leave just to save your pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still love  him/her, you should wish him/her happiness and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that he/she will be  with the one he/she loves most, not stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;him/her from it.       If you stop him/her from finding true happiness with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;the one  he/she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;loves, it shows you  already don&amp;#8217;t love him/her, And if you don&amp;#8217;t love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;him/her, what rights do  you have to blame him/her for a change of heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Love is not  possessive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like the moon, you can just take it down and put it  in your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;basin. But the  moonlight still shines upon you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, when you love a person,  you can use another method&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;of possessing that  person. Let him/her become a permanent memory in your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;If you really love the person, you must love him/her for what he/she   is;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love him/her for his/her good points and the bad, You can wish  for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;him/her to become like  what you like him/her to be just because you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If  he/she can change to become what you like him/her to be, you  don&amp;#8217;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;love him/her  anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;When you really love a person, you cannot find reason  why you love&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;him/her,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0;"&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;You only know that no  matter when and where, good mood or bad mood,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will wish to have this  person be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real love is when two people can go through the  toughest problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;without asking for  promises or listing criteria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;In a relationship, you have to put in  effort and give in at times,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not always be on the receiving end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being away from each other is a type of test.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;If the relationship  isn&amp;#8217;t strong, then you can only admit defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real love will never  become hate.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;When two people are in love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they love to ask  each other to swear and to make promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they ask each other to  swear and promise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because they don&amp;#8217;t trust each other, they don&amp;#8217;t trust  their lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These swear and promises are useless;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the sky  falls, till the ocean dry, my love for you will never&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all  know that the sky will never fall, the ocean will never dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it  does happen, are we still alive by then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Be careful when making  promises, don&amp;#8217;t make promises that you cannot&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swear by  things that can never happen, because it can never happen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so no harm  just saying it casually. Remember, swearing by things that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;can never happen are  the most touching!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;In a relationship, what you say is one thing, but  what you do is another;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one saying doesn&amp;#8217;t believe; the one  listening also doesn&amp;#8217;t believe.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Which person have you found so  far? In the world so big, which person&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="navy" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:navy;font-family:Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:blue;font-family:Arial;"&gt;have you found? And who  has found you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-4787189389185606833?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/4787189389185606833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=4787189389185606833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/4787189389185606833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/4787189389185606833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2007/01/four-person-you-will-meet-in-life.html' title='The Four Person You Will Meet In Life'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-116404860084739486</id><published>2006-11-21T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T02:50:00.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>james ingram - Just Once</title><content type='html'>I did my best&lt;br /&gt;But I guess my best wasn't good enough&lt;br /&gt;'Cause here we are back where we were before&lt;br /&gt;Seems nothing ever changes&lt;br /&gt;We're back to being strangers&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if we oughta stay&lt;br /&gt;Or head on out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just once can't we figure out what we keep doing wrong&lt;br /&gt;Why we never last for very long&lt;br /&gt;What are we doing wrong&lt;br /&gt;Just once can't we find a way to finally make it right&lt;br /&gt;Make the magic last for more than just one night&lt;br /&gt;If we could just get to it&lt;br /&gt;I know we could break through it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave my all&lt;br /&gt;But I think my all may have been too much&lt;br /&gt;'Cause Lord knows we're not getting anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Seems we're always blowing whatever we got going&lt;br /&gt;And seems at times with all we've got&lt;br /&gt;We haven't got a prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just once can't we figure out what we keep doing wrong&lt;br /&gt;Why the goodtimes never last for very long&lt;br /&gt;Seems we're always blowing&lt;br /&gt;Whatever we got going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just once can't we find a way to finally make it right&lt;br /&gt;Make the magic last for more than just one night&lt;br /&gt;If we could just get to it&lt;br /&gt;I know we could break through it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just once I want to understand&lt;br /&gt;Why it always come back to good-bye&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we get ourselves in hand&lt;br /&gt;And admit to one another&lt;br /&gt;That we're no good with out the other&lt;br /&gt;Take the best and make it better&lt;br /&gt;Find a way to stay together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just once can't we find a way to finally make it right&lt;br /&gt;Make the magic last for more than just one night&lt;br /&gt;I know we can break through it&lt;br /&gt;If we could just get to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just once&lt;br /&gt;If we could get to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;james ingram- Just Once&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-116404860084739486?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/116404860084739486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-116396151914810134</id><published>2006-11-20T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T02:38:39.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If a girl cries in front of you,&lt;br /&gt;it means that she couldn't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;If you take her hand,&lt;br /&gt;she'd stay with you&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of your life;&lt;br /&gt;If you let her go,&lt;br /&gt;she couldn't go back to&lt;br /&gt;be herself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl won't cry easily,&lt;br /&gt;except in front of the person&lt;br /&gt;whom she loves most.&lt;br /&gt;She becomes weak.&lt;br /&gt;A girl won't cry easily,&lt;br /&gt;only when she loves you the most,&lt;br /&gt;she puts down her dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys,&lt;br /&gt;if a girl cries because of you,&lt;br /&gt;please hold her hands firmly,&lt;br /&gt;because she's the one who is willing to&lt;br /&gt;stay with you for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys,&lt;br /&gt;if a girl cries because of you,&lt;br /&gt;please don't give her up.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because of your decision,&lt;br /&gt;you ruined her life.&lt;br /&gt;When she cries right in front of you,&lt;br /&gt;Because of you,&lt;br /&gt;look into her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;can you see and feel the pain and hurt she's feeling?&lt;br /&gt;Think.&lt;br /&gt;Which other girl had cried with pure sincerity,&lt;br /&gt;in front of you,&lt;br /&gt;and because of you?&lt;br /&gt;She cries not because she's weak,&lt;br /&gt;She cries not because she wants sympathy or pity,&lt;br /&gt;She cries,&lt;br /&gt;because crying silently&lt;br /&gt;is no longer possible,&lt;br /&gt;the pain, hurt and agony have become&lt;br /&gt;too big a burden to be kept inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys,&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;If a girl cries her heart out to you,&lt;br /&gt;and all because of you,&lt;br /&gt;its time to look back on what you have done,&lt;br /&gt;only you will know the answer to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do consider it,&lt;br /&gt;Because one day,&lt;br /&gt;it may be too late for regrets.&lt;br /&gt;It may be too late to say "I'm sorry".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-116396151914810134?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/116396151914810134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=116396151914810134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/116396151914810134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Pastamania'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-115852167095416024</id><published>2006-09-18T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T03:34:30.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Disk Died.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY LAPPIE HARDDISK HAS DIED 2 DAYS AGO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not be online for sometime. call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SobSob ;-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-115852167095416024?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-115627710540124731</id><published>2006-08-23T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T04:16:19.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;For want of a nail, the horseshoe was lost,&lt;br /&gt;For want of a horseshoe, the horse was lost,&lt;br /&gt;For want of a horse, the rider was lost,&lt;br /&gt;For want of a rider, the message was lost,&lt;br /&gt;For want of a message, the battle was lost,&lt;br /&gt;For want of a battle, the war was lost,&lt;br /&gt;For want of a war, the kingdom was lost.&lt;br /&gt;And all for the want of a horseshoe nail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-115627710540124731?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-115476881364848397</id><published>2006-08-05T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T17:15:54.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Quit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;W&lt;/cite&gt;hen things go wrong, as they sometimes will,&lt;br /&gt;When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,&lt;br /&gt;When the funds are low, and the debts are high,&lt;br /&gt;And when you want to smile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but you have to sigh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When care is pressing you down a bit,&lt;br /&gt;Rest if you must, but don't you quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;L&lt;/cite&gt;ife is odd with its twists and turns,&lt;br /&gt;As everyone of us sometimes learns.&lt;br /&gt;And many a failure turns about,&lt;br /&gt;When he might have won had he stuck it out,&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up though the pace seems slow,&lt;br /&gt;You may succeed with another blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;S&lt;/cite&gt;uccess is failure turned inside out,&lt;br /&gt;The silcer tint of the clouds of doubt,&lt;br /&gt;And you never can tell how close you are.&lt;br /&gt;It may be near when it seems so far,&lt;br /&gt;So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit.&lt;br /&gt;It's when things seems worst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;that you must not quit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-115476881364848397?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/115476881364848397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=115476881364848397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/115476881364848397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/115476881364848397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2006/08/dont-quit.html' title='Don&apos;t Quit'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-114145984840171007</id><published>2006-03-04T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T16:10:48.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to obedience and warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage something you've always wanted... though you haven't really thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-114145984840171007?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/114145984840171007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=114145984840171007&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/114145984840171007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/114145984840171007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2006/03/keys-to-your-heart-you-are-attracted.html' title=''/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-113803103077936675</id><published>2006-01-23T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T00:12:53.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If one day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day you feel like crying...&lt;br /&gt;Call me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't promise that I will make you&lt;br /&gt;laugh,&lt;br /&gt;But I can cry with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day you want to run away--&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid to call me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't promise to ask you to stop...&lt;br /&gt;But I can run with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day you don't want to listen&lt;br /&gt;to anyone...&lt;br /&gt;Call me.&lt;br /&gt;I promise to be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;And I promise to be very quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if one day you call...&lt;br /&gt;And there is no answer...&lt;br /&gt;Come fast to see me.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I need you 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-113803103077936675?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/113803103077936675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=113803103077936675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/113803103077936675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/113803103077936675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2006/01/if-one-day.html' title='If one day...'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-113760236789102211</id><published>2006-01-19T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T00:47:29.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Important: The Mp3 you listen to may send you to jail</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Dear readers.. Be careful. We do not know what iTune will do with the information. Then again, you may have 100 and 1 percent legal mp3s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:LightSteelBlue;"&gt;Copyed from &lt;a href="http://www.spybot.info/en/news/2006-01-13.html" target="_blank"&gt;Spybot-S&amp;D&lt;/a&gt; Go and get this Spyware Remover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;iTunes 6.0.2 comes with &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;SPYWARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;13/01/2006&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of discussions have taken place in the past few days about a new iTunes feature. When you update to iTunes 6.0.2, it will tell you the only new features are video preview in the shop and some bug fixes. But the most visible new feature you see once you have it installed is the so-called MiniStore - a not-so-small shop frame in the lower third of the main iTunes window. It displays albums similar to the ones you click inside your song database. Personally, I would regard a list of similar music as a good way to broaden my music horizon. But since there were so many public opinions and comments on this topic, some of our detectives decided to give it a deeper look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with the good news - as soon as you hide the MiniStore window (there's a button in the lower right corner of the screen - the fourth from the right), no more data will be submitted. But then, users probably wouldn't know that data would be submitted at all, so nearly every user will have sent some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find out if this is really harmful, let's take a look at what data was sent outside. We found both the artist and album name of each clicked song in the outgoing data stream, unencrypted. Now since this is the iTunes Music Store, they need to track your identity for valid purposes in the usual Store you manually open when you want to. If you've bought a song in the Store before, the iTunes Music Shop knows you, and it would be easy to associate the data of the currently playing song with that profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may ask if it really is that bad if Apple knows this. That depends... Apple didn't mention what they do with that data. We requested a statement from Apple, but the German PR person was simply not available for us except for a form letter rejecting any accusations. Now there are a bunch of websites saying that someone, maybe even Steve Jobs himself, said that the data would not be used, but discarded. Maybe that even is right - but they lied to their users in the license agreement, and there's no proof that those rumors are true. Furthermore, there's the question where the data was sent to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where did it go to? We tested the Windows version inside out, and found a bunch of connections, but only to Apple itself and their mirrors at Akamai, which is legit. We then got the idea to test the Macintosh version, and indeed found connection to 2o7.net, which belongs to a company named Omniture. Omniture is a company for Web Analytics and Web site Statistics. On the one hand, this means that data may be transmitted to a third party even, which according to the license agreement should not happen, at least not without clearly expressed users' consent. On the other hand, why does Apple need an external company for analytics and statistics if they discard the information right after looking up related albums?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These doubts have caused us to give Apple a few calls, emails and faxes, expressing our concerns, asking for a statement and offering our help in getting an insight from an anti-spyware companies perspective. The only answer we received was a form letter making fun of the fact that we have no Macintosh version and giving us the clearly wrong standard answer that no personal data is submitted, and a link to their website showing how to disable it (you can find it in link list below this article).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's summarize it. Should you be paranoid? Unless you have a bunch of MP3s downloaded from file sharing networks maybe, in which case I guess you wouldn't want a company working close with music labels to know, you probably don't need to be. It's a violation of law, and it's a break-in into your privacy, but it's &lt;i&gt;not yet&lt;/i&gt; such a big deal as the recent Sony story. But you should show Apple your dislike clearly before they take the next step on the intrusion ladder (by the way, did you know that Apple forces OS registration on you way harder than even Microsoft?). And our sign of dislike is the removal of the &lt;i&gt;About iTunes.rtf&lt;/i&gt; file from iTunes, which is the one concealing this new spying feature.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a list of web sites that have dealt with the new iTunes version and its &lt;i&gt;spyware&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuaw.com/2006/01/10/new-ministore-in-itunes-6-0-2" target="_blank"&gt;tuaw: New MiniStore in iTunes 6.0.2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://since1968.com/article/155/omniture-itunes" target="_blank"&gt;Omniture, Apple, iTunes, and Privacy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boingboing.net/2006/01/11/itunes_update_spies_.html" target="_blank"&gt;BoingBoing: iTunes update spies on your listening and sends it to Apple?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mcelhearn.com/article.php?story=20060111150127268" target="_blank"&gt;Kirkville: iTunes: Apple's New Spyware and Adware Application?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heise.de/newsticker/meldung/68245" target="_blank"&gt;Heise: iTunes will nach Hause telefonieren&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://arstechnica.com/news.ars/post/20060111-5957.html" target="_blank"&gt;arstechnica: MiniStore in iTunes 6.0.2 comes with privacy concerns &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.macworld.com/weblogs/editors/2006/01/ministore/index.php" target="_blank"&gt;MacWorld: Eyeing the iTunes MiniStore &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://docs.info.apple.com/article.html?artnum=303066" target="_blank"&gt;Apple: How to show or hide the MiniStore in iTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-113760236789102211?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/113760236789102211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=113760236789102211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/113760236789102211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/113760236789102211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2006/01/important-mp3-you-listen-to-may-send.html' title='Important: The Mp3 you listen to may send you to jail'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-113751582469926561</id><published>2006-01-18T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T04:10:14.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:blue;font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Second poem from the movie "In her shoes"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)&lt;br /&gt;I am never without it (Anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear no fate (For you are my fate, my sweet)&lt;br /&gt;I want no world (For beautiful you are my world, my true)&lt;br /&gt;And it's you are whatever a moon has always meant&lt;br /&gt;And whatever a sun will always sing is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the deepest secret nobody knows (Here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)&lt;br /&gt;And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i carry your heart&lt;br /&gt;(I carry it in my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[ By E. E. Cummings ]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-113751582469926561?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/113751582469926561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=113751582469926561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/113751582469926561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/113751582469926561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-carry-your-heart-with-me-i-carry-it.html' title='I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-113751194569500147</id><published>2006-01-17T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T04:13:33.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:blue;font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;First poem from the movie "In Her Shoes"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn't hard to master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then practice losing farther, losing faster: places, and names, and where it was you meant to travel. None of these will bring disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my mother's watch. And look! My last, or next-to-last, of three beloved houses went. The art of losing isn't hard to master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster, some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent. I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident the art of losing's not too hard to master though it may look like (Write it!) a disaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[ By Elizabeth Bishop ]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-113751194569500147?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/113751194569500147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=113751194569500147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/113751194569500147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/113751194569500147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2006/01/one-art.html' title='One Art'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-113687322519702965</id><published>2006-01-10T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T14:10:12.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Net Buzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Thoughts for 2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Life is sexually transmitted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good health is the slowest rate at which one can die.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Men are hungry or horny. If you see one who is not "exicted", make him a sandwich.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give a person a fish and you feed him for a day. Teach him the Internet and he won't bother you for weeks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some people are like Slinky... good for nothing but you smile when you see one tumble down the stairs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Health nuts will feel stupid soon. Lying in hospital dying of nothing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pay no attention to criticism.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why does a slight tax increase cost $200 and a major tax cut saves 30 cents?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;People used to take acid to make the world weird. Now the world is weird and people take Prozac to make it normal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maybe the Department of Agriculture should oversee security. We know where a cow with mad-cow disease is but not where terrorists are.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-113687322519702965?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/113687322519702965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=113687322519702965&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/113687322519702965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/113687322519702965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2006/01/net-buzz.html' title='Net Buzz'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-113687226938639281</id><published>2006-01-10T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T14:13:49.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When was the last time i saw the sun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain some more and even the puddles will develope puddles...&lt;br /&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/5586005-113687226938639281?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/113687226938639281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=113687226938639281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/113687226938639281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/113687226938639281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-was-last-time-i-saw-sun-rain-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-113540473366815119</id><published>2005-12-24T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T00:11:06.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50 Things Girls should Know about Guys:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys hate sluts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Hey, are you busy?" or "Are you doing something?" - two phrases guys open with to stop from stammering on the phone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Before they call, guys try to plan out a little about what they're gonna say so there aren't awkward pauses, but once he's on the phone he forgets it all and makes it up as he goes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys will do anything just to get you to notice him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend or ex love-interest. Unless they're goin for the let-her-complain-to-you-and-then-have-her-realize-how-wonderful-and-nice-you-are method.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boyfriends need to be reassured often that they're still loved.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't talk about your guy friends to your boyfriend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys get jealous easily.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys are more emotional than they'd like people to think.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what?!..uh...nevermind.." would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he'll assume he did something wrong and he'll obsess about it trying to figure it out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys hate asking parents for money to buy girls presents. So they come up with ideas like saving their lunch money for a week. But it never works because guys are always hungry so they end up asking the parents for money anyway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Girls are guys' weaknesses.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys are very open about themselves.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's good to test a guy first before you trust him. But don't let him wait too long.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your best friend, whom your boyfriend seeks help from about his problems with you may end up being admired by your boyfriend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys love you more than you love them if they are serious in your relationships.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys will brag about anything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys use words like hot or cute to describe girls. We rarely use beautiful. If a guy uses that, he likes you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys think WAY too much. One small thing a girl does, even if she doesn't notice it can make the guy think about it for hours, trying to figure out what it meant.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys seek for advice from girls not other guys. Because most guys think alike, so if 1 guy's confused, then we're all confused.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Any guy could write out a rulebook or advice book for flirting, but no guy can write out a book about relationships.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try to be as straightforward as possible.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A guy has to experience rejection, because if he's too-good-never-been-busted, never been in love and hurt, he won't be mature and grown up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the guy does something stupid in front of the girl, he will think about it for the next couple days or until the next time he spends time with the girl.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;No matter how much guys talk about asses and boobs, personality is key.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys learn from experience not from the romance books that girls read and take as their basis of experience.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys worry about the thin line between being compassionate and being whipped.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If a guy looks unusually calm and laid back, he's probably faking it and is spazzing inside.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl, he really is. Guys rarely say that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, "Please come and listen to me."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys don't really have final decisions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn't happen that often, so when it does, you know something's up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If your best guy friend seems to avoid you or is never around when you're with your boyfriend, he's probably jealous and likes you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he's definitely thinking something.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys like femininity not feebleness.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys don't like girls who punch harder than they do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't be a snob. Guys can be intimidated and give up easily.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everything in moderation. Put on makeup, wear perfume. Just not too much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys talk about girls more than girls talk about guys.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys hate rejection, but they hate being led on even more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A guy would give his left nut to be able to read a girl's mind for a day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;No guy can handle all his problems by his own. He's just too stubborn to admit it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[ Stolen from emails ]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-113540473366815119?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/113540473366815119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=113540473366815119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/113540473366815119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/113540473366815119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2005/12/50-things-girls-should-know-about-guys.html' title='50 Things Girls should Know about Guys:'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-113450133526882829</id><published>2005-12-14T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T03:23:37.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 ways to win a girl's heart</title><content type='html'>Haiz.. another cut n paste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Hugs from behind.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Grab her hand when you all walk next to each other.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;When standing, wrap your arms around her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Cuddle with her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;DONT FORCE HER TO DO ANYTHING.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Write little notes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Compliment her Honestly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;When you hug her, hold her in your arms as long as possible.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Be super sweet to her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Pick her over ur friends.. no matter what. Even if your friends call u pussy whipped.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Comfort her when she cries.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Love her with all your heart.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Pick her up and flirt with her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Be a gentleman (hold the door for her).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;DIAMONDS!!!!! Of course....... :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-113450133526882829?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/113450133526882829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=113450133526882829&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/113450133526882829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/113450133526882829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2005/12/14-ways-to-win-girls-heart.html' title='14 ways to win a girl&apos;s heart'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-112482327888007463</id><published>2005-08-24T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T03:11:24.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12-8-05</title><content type='html'>Went to apple house to do a fairwell party for Shuxiang.&lt;br /&gt;He will be leaving for India to do school attachment siah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah!! attachment for poly leh... also can go oversea. so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/erikwong79/album?.dir=/e5b5&amp;.src=ph&amp;.tok=phbWhgDB87Dlc68z" target="_blank"&gt;fotos here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go n see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will try blog more when i got the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-112482327888007463?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/112482327888007463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=112482327888007463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/112482327888007463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/112482327888007463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2005/08/12-8-05.html' title='12-8-05'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-112308636200672029</id><published>2005-08-04T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T00:26:02.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIRED</title><content type='html'>super tired tis passed months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got promoted, got more stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting less n less sleep now of days too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-112308636200672029?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/112308636200672029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=112308636200672029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/112308636200672029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/112308636200672029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2005/08/tired.html' title='TIRED'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-111782617152539869</id><published>2005-06-04T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T03:34:14.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why He Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, can't tell you the reason why he love you. he only knew that, in his eyes, you are the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, actually always make you mad, but he do never know what stupid thing did he done, as everything he done, is for your own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, seldom praise you , but in his heart, you are the best, only he know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, will scold or complaint if you din't reply his message but others, because he cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you , Only drop his tears in front of you, when you try to wipe his tears, you are touching his heart , the heart which beat for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you , will remember every word you said , even its accidentally. and he will use the word always at the nick of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, will not give any promise that easily, because they don't want to break the promise, they want you to believe him and they want to give you the happiest and safest life ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, always tell you not to think too much, because they already plan it for you, he want to give u the best life in the future, he want to give you a suprise, belive him that he can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, maybe can't remember speciall occasion like somekind of anniversary, but , he do know that, every second he live, he's loving you, no matter what day is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, won't said " i love you" that easily, because everything he done for you is showing that he love you already, but only he will tell the word at the special situation, because he dun wan you to misunderstand, he want you to know that he love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who really love you, will feel that, sometimes, something hav to tell for only once, because he thought that u might already understand him, if talk so much, he will feel that theres nothing you will cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, will go to airport to fetch you, he won't carry a bunch a rose and call you darling like what you expect. but he will carry your ludgage and ask you " why are you becoming that thin within two days?" with his sincere heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy who love you, will listen quietly to you, when you are mad, and when you finished, he will said, you still got class tomorrow, sleep earlier with smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy who love you, don't know that whether he should call you when you are angry, but he will sent a message to you after few hours, if you ask him why he call that late, he will said, when you are angry, my explanation are all rubbish. But when you calm down, my explanation will only really works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy who love you, always call you little girl, but everytime he want to make a big decision, he will first want to hear your advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, don't like little toy like teddy bear, but he will always put the bear you gift him at his bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, while quarelling, he will apologize uncontrollably, althought you are the one who's wrong, and later, he will sent a message to you with " baby, actually you know its your fault, you know it yourself "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, while really miss you, he will want to buy a bunch of rose and wait you stupidly under your apartment.but he never knows , what he bought is daisy, but doesn't matter, because in his heart, that's roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you, seldom said sweet words, but you know, his kisses already transfer his all passion to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who love you , if he can't always see you, he will try to make himself busy, for not to have any time to remember you, because he knew, if he did, he will keep on missing you until he could do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GALs in crush, love, do you think the guy who's beside you do really love you?&lt;br /&gt;If yes, wish you have the happiest day ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:65%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Stolen from Friendster Bulletin Board ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-111782617152539869?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/111782617152539869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=111782617152539869&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/111782617152539869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/111782617152539869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2005/06/why-he-love-you.html' title='Why He Love You'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-111583235774593016</id><published>2005-05-12T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T01:25:57.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiny Frogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Got this from a email i recieve today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was a bunch of tiny frogs,...&lt;br /&gt;who arranged a running competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goal was to reach the top of a very high tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big crowd had gathered around the tower to see the race and cheer on the contestants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race began...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, No one in crowd really believed that the tiny frogs would reach the top of the tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You heard statements such as:&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, WAY too difficult!!"&lt;br /&gt;"They will NEVER make it to the top."&lt;br /&gt;or,&lt;br /&gt;"Not a chance that they will succeed. The tower is too high!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tiny frogs began collapsing. One by one... Except for those, who in a fresh tempo, were climbing higher and higher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd continued to yell,&lt;br /&gt;"It is too difficult!!! No one will make it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More tiny frogs got tired and gave up... But ONE continued higher and higher and higher... This one wouldn't give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end everyone else had given up climbing the tower. Except for the one tiny frog who, after a big effort, was the only one who reached the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, all of the other tiny frogs naturally wanted to know how this one frog managed to do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A contestant asked the tiny frog how he had found the strength to succeed and reach the goal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That the winner was DEAF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wisdom of this story is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never listen to other people's tendencies to be negative or pessimistic...&lt;br /&gt;Because they take your most wonderful dreams and wishes away from you -- the ones you have in your heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always think of the power words have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because everything you hear and read will affect your actions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore:&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSITIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And above all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be DEAF when people tell YOU that you cannot fulfil your dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God and I can do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this message on to all "tiny frogs" you care about.&lt;br /&gt;Give them some motivation!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people walk in and out of your life......but FRIENDS leave footprints in your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID ~BUT~ THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-111583235774593016?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/111583235774593016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=111583235774593016&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/111583235774593016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/111583235774593016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2005/05/tiny-frogs.html' title='Tiny Frogs'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-111531668360630386</id><published>2005-05-06T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T02:11:23.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Ideal Lover&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/ideal-lover.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seduce people by tapping into their dreams and desires.&lt;br /&gt;And because of this sensitivity, you can be the ideal lover for anyone you seek.&lt;br /&gt;You are a shapeshifter - bringing romance, adventure, spirituality to relationships.&lt;br /&gt;It all depends on who your with, and what their vision of a perfect relationship is.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/seducerquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Seduction Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sound so untrue to me.... hahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-111531668360630386?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/111531668360630386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=111531668360630386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/111531668360630386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/111531668360630386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2005/05/your-seduction-style-ideal-lover-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-111506202446170048</id><published>2005-05-03T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T14:36:57.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="font-family: serif; font-size: 11pt;" width="350" align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=5 color="black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#CCE6FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #1 Match: INFP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E5F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Idealist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are creative with a great imagination, living in your own inner world.&lt;br /&gt;Open minded and accepting, you strive for harmony in your important relationships.&lt;br /&gt;It takes a long time for people to get to know you. You are hesitant to let people get close.&lt;br /&gt;But once you care for someone, you do everything you can to help them grow and develop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent writer, psychologist, or artist.&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFCCCD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #2 Match: ISFP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFE5E6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a gifted artist or musician (though your talents may be dormant right now).&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy spending your free time in nature, and you are good with animals and children.&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, you enjoy bueaty in all its forms and live for the simple pleasures in life.&lt;br /&gt;Gentle, sensitive, and compassionate - you are good at recognizing people's unspoken needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good veterinarian, pediatrician, or composer.&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFFECC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #3 Match: ENFP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFEE5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Inspirer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;You are also unconventional, irreverant, and unimpressed by authority and rules.&lt;br /&gt;Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.&lt;br /&gt;You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're qutie the storyteller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#CCE6FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #4 Match: ESFP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E5F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Performer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural performer and happiest when you're entertaining others.&lt;br /&gt;A great friend, you are generous, fun-loving and optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;You love to laugh - and you like almost all people equally.&lt;br /&gt;You accept life as it is, and you do your best to make each day fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good actor, designer, or counselor.&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFCCCD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #5 Match: INFJ&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFE5E6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Protector&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live your life with integrity, originality, vision, and creativity.&lt;br /&gt;Independent and stubborn, you rarely stray from your vision - no matter what it is.&lt;br /&gt;You are an excellent listener, with almost infinite patience.&lt;br /&gt;You have complex, deep feelings, and you take great care to express them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great photographer, alternative medicine guru, or teacher.&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/mbtiquiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-111506202446170048?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/111506202446170048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=111506202446170048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/111506202446170048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/111506202446170048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2005/05/your-1-match-infp-idealist-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-111506135982602812</id><published>2005-05-03T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T03:15:59.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="font: bolder small-caps 14pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; text-transform: capitalize; word-spacing: .3em; text-align: center; background: #bce9ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Birthdate: May 25&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style=" font: small-caps small-caps 12pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; text-transform: none; text-align: left; background: #e2f5ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 25th day of the month (7 energy) modifies your life path by giving you some special interest in technical, scientific, or other complex and often hard to understand subjects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may become something of a perfectionist and a stickler for details. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thinking is logical and intuitive, rational and responsible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your feelings may run deep, but you are not very likely to let them show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This birthday makes you a more private person, more introspective and perhaps more inflexible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In friendships you are very cautious and reserved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are probably inventive, and given to unique approaches and solutions.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-111506135982602812?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/111506135982602812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=111506135982602812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/111506135982602812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/111506135982602812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2005/05/your-birthdate-may-25-your-birth-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-111452630536155679</id><published>2005-04-26T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T22:38:25.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets see</title><content type='html'>hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, off, went to k-box amk to drink n sing in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yday, off, in the night i was at k-box suntec. Sang n drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, off, evening, went to east coast chalet for irin's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, off, .... hmmm cannot remember.. 85 market at night? or did we rest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, off, evening went to city hall and bugis to celebrate huey chin's bday early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, closing, went 85 market to eat after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, opening, then went tampines for a meeting. Ended up at fisherman village to drink till middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday... off.. hmmm where did i go? can;t remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday--- also off.... 85 market again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, full. sat, off. fri, full. thur, full. wed, open. tue, off. mon, off. sun, off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.... even thot i off, dun hv to go to work,... i still deel so sianz and restless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems to me like i very no life wor.... &lt;br /&gt;everyday also seem to me days, weeks, and months... all blur into one.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can no longer remember wat i did yday or the day before or wat i wan to do tomorrow.. yesterday, today and tomorrow.... wat is the different? they all seem the same... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my handphone bills has gone down. my hp doesn't ring no more... sms too there's none. other than went ppl ask me out.... i got to work, and go home, and go to work... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking through my phone book looking for ppl to call to go out tat day... sigh... seems to me... i couldn;t call anyone. juz to go out, watch a movie, or drink kopi, or food, or juz plainly to hang out.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a gap ... one big hole i dun noe how or where to start filling. one big part of my life that they missed and me, missed their.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GY who i noe... nv had a gf before... now.... gf living together in his house le. HK, change his gf le. juz saw his new gf.... and they oredi together for dun noe how many months le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HJ unforgettable ex... finally married le. she finally is free of that endless loop and is now happyly (i hope) with another guy. from the little i noe... ... well hope the same thing doesn;t repeat it self. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another PS broke up and patch n .... dun noe how many times le... still dun noe they are together or not now. haizzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y did i suddenly type so much things leh? argh... i still feel so restless and (unhappy)? y i suddenly feel that i am unhappy leh? blog halfway will from sianz and restless become unhappy de meh? or have i been unhappy all the way? and juz relize i now? how long have i been unhappy? i cant say.... very long le ba... got ..... got..... at least half a year? you so long ma? haiz........................&lt;br /&gt;sianz.............................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-111452630536155679?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/111452630536155679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=111452630536155679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/111452630536155679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/111452630536155679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2005/04/lets-see.html' title='Lets see'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-111190822905119918</id><published>2005-03-27T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T15:23:49.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Pretty Logical&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/logic.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You got 63% of the questions right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a bit of a wizard when it comes to logic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you don't have perfect logic, you logic is pretty darn good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep at it - you've got a lot of natural talent in this area!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howlogicalareyouquiz/"&gt;How Logical Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Aren't In the Best Of Moods&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/down.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you aren't full on depressed, things aren't going your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be hurt, angry, frustrated... or all three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to worry - you'll be feeling fine in no time.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmoodareyouinquiz/"&gt;What Mood Are You In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-111190822905119918?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/111190822905119918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=111190822905119918&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/111190822905119918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/111190822905119918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2005/03/you-are-pretty-logical-you-got-63-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-110875445994557577</id><published>2005-02-19T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T03:21:00.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will continue to fix the previous post layout tmr</title><content type='html'>something wrong wif the layout. sobsob, i been trying... cannot fix le ;(&lt;br /&gt;will try to continue to edit n fix tmr night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shd i go n buy the N6260 ???&lt;br /&gt;ARGH i really like tat phone... or shd i wait for the price to drop?!&lt;br /&gt;*!#@()#&lt;br /&gt;sian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go n zzz le... still hv to work closing later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-110875445994557577?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/110875445994557577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=110875445994557577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/110875445994557577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/110875445994557577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-will-continue-to-fix-previous-post.html' title='I will continue to fix the previous post layout tmr'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-110875084649554916</id><published>2005-02-19T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T03:15:42.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Automated Face Reader Result</title><content type='html'>yoz... guess wat i found online =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 width=703 height=50%&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;td height=100% width="580" valign=top&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;table width="100%" cellspacing="10" border="0" bordercolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;td colspan=2&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE ONLY AUTOMATED FACE READER IN THE WORLD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span id="avestaLBL" style="color:White;"&gt;1491&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;a href='#' class="ablue" onclick='popup_media_pict("img.aspx?i=accept", "img")'&gt;Acceptable Picture&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='#' class="ablue" onclick='popup_media_pict("img.aspx?i=unaccept", "img")'&gt;Unacceptable Picture&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;td valign="bottom" rowspan="2" width="242" height="182" align="center" style="BORDER-RIGHT: #4417f1 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #4417f1 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #4417f1 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #4417f1 1px solid"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v720/erik1979/A023.jpg" alt="" border="0" id="memberIMG" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;td width="300" style="padding:0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;table width=100%&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="red"&gt;Race Analysis&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=right&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="#" class="ablue" onclick='popup_media_small("rae.aspx", "rae")'&gt;Race Analysis Explained&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;td valign="bottom" class="bback" height="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="5" width="100%" height="100%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr id="raceUCT_raceROW"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="red" height="150" width="11"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="yellow" height="119.0948930588" width="11"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td valign="bottom" align="center"&gt;&lt;table id="raceUCT_keyTBL"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tr class="strong"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;td class="red"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;td width="10" height="10" bgcolor="red"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Korean/Japanese&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tr class="strong"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;td class="red"&gt;44%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;td width="10" height="10" bgcolor="yellow"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Chinese&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tr class="strong"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;td class="red"&gt;0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;td width="10" height="10" bgcolor="brown"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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 &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tr class="strong"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;td class="red"&gt;0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;td width="10" height="10" bgcolor="darkorange"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;td&gt;South East Asian&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="file" name="fileName" id="fileName"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;input type="submit" name="submitBTN" value="Submit" id="submitBTN" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;td valign="bottom" class="bback"&gt;&lt;span id="genderLBL"&gt;&lt;span class='red'&gt;Gender:&lt;/span&gt; MALE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;td colspan="2" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="3" cellpadding="1" width="100%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td class="red" colspan="3"&gt;Personality Profile&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td align="center"&gt;Rank&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td id="profUCT_celebCEL" rowspan="10" width="90" valign="bottom" align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span id="profUCT_celebNameLBL"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr class="bback"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td width="70"&gt;&lt;a href="#" class="ablack" onclick='popup_media_small("intelligence.html", "prof")'&gt;Intelligence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="" width="116" height="10" id="profUCT_intIMG" style="background-color: #0000FF" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="profUCT_intLBL" class="red"&gt;5.8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span id="profUCT_intTLBL"&gt;Average Intelligence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="profUCT_intRLBL"&gt;&lt;a href='signup.aspx' class='nou'&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr class="bback"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="#" class="ablack" onclick='popup_media_small("risk.html", "prof")'&gt;Risk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="" width="104" height="10" id="profUCT_riskIMG" style="background-color: #0000FF" bgcolor="#0000FF" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="profUCT_riskLBL" class="red"&gt;5.2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span id="profUCT_riskTLBL"&gt;Average Risk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="profUCT_riskRLBL"&gt;&lt;a href='signup.aspx' class='nou'&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr class="bback"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="#" class="ablack" onclick='popup_media_small("ambition.html", "prof")'&gt;Ambition&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="" width="115" height="10" id="profUCT_ambIMG" style="background-color: #0000FF" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="profUCT_ambitionLBL" class="red"&gt;5.8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span id="profUCT_ambitionTLBL"&gt;Average Ambition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="profUCT_ambitionRLBL"&gt;&lt;a href='signup.aspx' class='nou'&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr class="bback"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="#" class="ablack" onclick='popup_media_small("gay.html", "prof")'&gt;Gay Factor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="" width="29" height="10" id="profUCT_gayIMG" style="background-color: #0000FF" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="profUCT_gayLBL" class="red"&gt;1.5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span id="profUCT_gayTLBL"&gt;Very Low Gay Factor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="profUCT_gayRLBL"&gt;&lt;a href='signup.aspx' class='nou'&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr class="bback"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="#" class="ablack" onclick='popup_media_small("honor.html", "prof")'&gt;Honor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="" width="97" height="10" id="profUCT_honIMG" style="background-color: #0000FF" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="profUCT_honourLBL" class="red"&gt;4.9 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span id="profUCT_honourTLBL"&gt;Average Honor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="profUCT_honourRLBL"&gt;&lt;a href='signup.aspx' class='nou'&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr class="bback"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="#" class="ablack" onclick='popup_media_small("politeness.html", "prof")'&gt;Politeness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="" width="90" height="10" id="profUCT_polIMG" style="background-color: #0000FF" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="profUCT_politeLBL" class="red"&gt;4.5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span id="profUCT_politeTLBL"&gt;Low Politeness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="profUCT_politeRLBL"&gt;&lt;a href='signup.aspx' class='nou'&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr class="bback"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="#" class="ablack" onclick='popup_media_small("income.html", "prof")'&gt;Income&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="" width="118" height="10" id="profUCT_incIMG" style="background-color: #0000FF" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="profUCT_incomeLBL" class="red"&gt;5.9 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span id="profUCT_incomeTLBL"&gt;$30,000 - $50,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="profUCT_incomeRLBL"&gt;&lt;a href='signup.aspx' class='nou'&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr class="bback"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="#" class="ablack" onclick='popup_media_small("sociability.html", "prof")'&gt;Sociability&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="" width="120" height="10" id="profUCT_socIMG" style="background-color: #0000FF" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="profUCT_socLBL" class="red"&gt;6.0 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span id="profUCT_socTLBL"&gt;Average Sociability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="profUCT_socRLBL"&gt;&lt;a href='signup.aspx' class='nou'&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr class="bback"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="#" class="ablack" onclick='popup_media_small("promiscuity.html", "prof")'&gt;Promiscuity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="" width="63" height="10" id="profUCT_promIMG" style="background-color: #0000FF" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="profUCT_promLBL" class="red"&gt;3.2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span id="profUCT_promTLBL"&gt;Low Promiscuity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="profUCT_promRLBL"&gt;&lt;a href='signup.aspx' class='nou'&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;td colspan="2"&gt;YOUR ARCHETYPE:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span id="archLBL"&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v720/erik1979/Charmer.jpg'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span id="archDescLBL"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; You have social courage and as a consequence are open and extroverted.  You are seen as a well known person who is liked and is involved in many social events.  You feel confident about your position in social situations and will not hesitate to say what you believe.  You do not like too much responsibility, but you do not mind being in the social center.  You must know everything that is going on in your greater social circle and spend a lot of time talking to others to find out the latest gossip.  You tend to be friendly, but can be criticizing when you see others as thinking of themselves too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;You prefer to work in challenging people oriented jobs where you can compete against others and rise in the ranks.  Others usually like you but can sometimes be intimidated by your outspoken comments and criticisms although they do not show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;People tend to feel comfortable around you and respect your opinion.  You can use this social weight to get things done for you but usually opt not to call in favours people owe you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view of other types&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;You tend to like &lt;a href='archetypes.aspx?id=2' target="_blank"&gt;Boss types&lt;/a&gt; and try to get close to them, as they possess the intimidating factor and confrontational attitude that you lack.  You regard &lt;a href='archetypes.aspx?id=1' target="_blank"&gt;Academic Types&lt;/a&gt; as mostly withdrawn from life and too uppity to hang around with.  You associate with some &lt;a href='archetypes.aspx?id=5' target="_blank"&gt;Blue collar&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href='archetypes.aspx?id=6' target="_blank"&gt;White collar types&lt;/a&gt;, and find that these are the people that mostly want to hang around you.  You see &lt;a href='archetypes.aspx?id=3' target="_blank"&gt;Artist types&lt;/a&gt; as attention seekers and are often the person to criticize them.  For this reason, &lt;a href='archetypes.aspx?id=3' target="_blank"&gt;Artist types&lt;/a&gt; envy and fear you. You may enjoy the risk taking personality of &lt;a href='archetypes.aspx?id=7' target="_blank"&gt;Gambler types&lt;/a&gt;, but you also think that they are loners. You see &lt;a href='archetypes.aspx?id=8' target="_blank"&gt;Drifter types&lt;/a&gt; as social dropouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other types' view of you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='archetypes.aspx?id=2' target="_blank"&gt;Boss types&lt;/a&gt; like you but they dont always trust you. &lt;a href='archetypes.aspx?id=1' target="_blank"&gt;Academic Types&lt;/a&gt; have very little in common with you, therefore they avoid you. &lt;a href='archetypes.aspx?id=3' target="_blank"&gt;Artist types&lt;/a&gt; tend to avoid you because you may attack them verbally due to their personality differences. &lt;a href='archetypes.aspx?id=6' target="_blank"&gt;White&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href='archetypes.aspx?id=5' target="_blank"&gt;Blue&lt;/a&gt; collar types like interacting with you, and they sometimes envy your charisma. &lt;a href='archetypes.aspx?id=7' target="_blank"&gt;Gambler types&lt;/a&gt; may deal with you if they think that you have something useful to offer them. &lt;a href='archetypes.aspx?id=8' target="_blank"&gt;Drifter types&lt;/a&gt; may associate with you, but they generally believe that your archetype is stuck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alpha Charmer:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;-More ambitious than Charmer  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Expected Occupations: Corporate Executive, Real Estate Agent, Politician&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Charmer:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;-More fun-loving than Alpha Charmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Expected Occupations:  Sales representative, Teacher, Aesthetician, Hair Stylist, Artist, Actor, Social Worker, Manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;Copyright &amp;copy; 2004, Avesta Global Tech Corp. | &lt;a id="btouUCT_dwnlLB" class="nou" href="javascript:__doPostBack('btouUCT$dwnlLB','')"&gt;Terms of use&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="#" class="nou" onclick='popup_media("faq.aspx", "faq")'&gt;&lt;b&gt;F&lt;/b&gt;requently &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;sked &lt;b&gt;Q&lt;/b&gt;uestions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-110875084649554916?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/110875084649554916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=110875084649554916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/110875084649554916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/110875084649554916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-automated-face-reader-result.html' title='My Automated Face Reader Result'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-110848870787227593</id><published>2005-02-16T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T01:32:47.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day after val's day</title><content type='html'>Listening: Jolin Cai - Dao Dai.mp3&lt;br /&gt;Playing: Maple Story&lt;br /&gt;Reading: Piers Anthony - With A Tangled Skein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian sian sian sian....&lt;br /&gt;I was working on V day from 3-11pm, Chris came down to help do opening today. If he nv come, today will be my 4th day of full shift work. Full shift... from 10am till 11pm... 13hrs... Well lucky he is willing to come and help. He dun need to do it de. He is after all upper management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However by the time i actually finish work, V day is oredi the past le... finish work at 12.30am of 15/2/05 =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy night... Lots of couple came and eat.... Why do couples have to rush to celebrate on the same day and rush and crowd with all the other couples?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be loving and celebrate on anyday... why on this specific date? When everything is so X and there are ppl everywhere? It's so crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why make life miserable for us single ppl who are working. Working on Val day is oredi bad enough without it being busy and every one of you couples rushing for seats to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me update u on the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10/2/05 Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;CNY 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got left at home by my family again. They went visiting w/o me. I was sleeping ;(&lt;br /&gt;By the time i woke up, it was oredi evening time le.&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Ann's place and eat her leftover... she was so kind to ask us over. Went over with Alan at abt 9. Alan is a malaysian he also hungry. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tat went n join some friend for a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;11/2/05 Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;CNY 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to be working opening today. *SIGH* end up working full shift. Azlin is sick and on MC for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobsob today is the 3 day of chinese new year. i was suppose to go n visit apple after work de =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;12/2/05 Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;CNY 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work full shift again today. =( Her second day of mc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;13/2/05 Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;CNY 5 , Val's day eve&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULL Again.... 3rd day le. today i was late. reach at 11.30am. First time i open the store late for business. DAMM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I oredi sleep very early le wor... actually not sleep... i juz completely K.O.&lt;br /&gt;I did managed to wake up at 8am... was to early to go to work so i tot i will lie down abit more... next thing i know, i was answering a call from the store asking me where i was at 11am =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nv go n visit anyone tis yr... completely dun hv any chinese new year de feeling =(&lt;br /&gt;Nv even say gong xi fa cai to anybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;today 15/2/05 Tue&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Post Val Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up for lunch at 1+pm....&lt;br /&gt;think i fell asleep at around 3pm... juz work up not long again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.... i getting more and more NO LIFE le =( even chinese new yr day 1 n 2 when i am not working also went to sleeping =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-110848870787227593?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/110848870787227593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=110848870787227593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/110848870787227593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/110848870787227593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2005/02/day-after-vals-day.html' title='Day after val&apos;s day'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-110794937645885298</id><published>2005-02-09T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T19:42:56.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post of the Lunar New Year</title><content type='html'>woot~~~ today is the year of the chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess wat... i have been left at home by my parents. I just woke up about an hour ago and there is no one at home. The whole house dark, There is no food!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for my cup noodle to cook now =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sx house to play mj yday nite. Was wining until i go and sleep let someone else take over. Sleep for about 1hr there. In the end dun noe who win. They wake me up tat time oredi prepare to go home le. hahhahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cup noodle is ready le!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;sian. yday eve of CNY was working... guess wat was for my dinner? I packet Subway sandwich home to eat ;( ate my dinner wif my family on monday evening le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yday, subway. today, cup noodle. tmr, ? instant food or fast food again ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sigh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.... tat all.. my cup noodle getting fat le. must go n eat liao.&lt;br /&gt;going to watch Saving Private Ryan also. juz bought the VCD yday. Original UnCut Version wor.... hahaha only 14.90 at carrfour =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye....&lt;br /&gt;oh... and Gong Xi Fa Cai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-110794937645885298?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/110794937645885298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=110794937645885298&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/110794937645885298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/110794937645885298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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is....'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-110269917696375036</id><published>2004-12-11T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T01:26:36.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>《贱男人》</title><content type='html'>这世界上很多事情都是相对的。&lt;br /&gt;男人和女人亦然。&lt;br /&gt;贱男人处处可见；蠢女人时时可闻。&lt;br /&gt;男人贱似乎是天生的，常言道：十个男人九个贱，剩下一个同性恋。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当然，不代表同志界就没有贱男人，这只是疯子的疯话，没有歧视的意思，最主要是说明，男人都是贱的。&lt;br /&gt;贱在哪里，贱就贱在男人的大脑构造有先天性的缺陷。&lt;br /&gt;得不到的，天天想，到手的话，不稀罕，见异思迁，似乎是贱男人的同义词。&lt;br /&gt;贱男人从来不懂得什么叫珍惜，不怪他们，对于细节，男人本来就不是太擅长记取。&lt;br /&gt;贱男人的个性，可以从他们的喜好中看出来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人喜欢追求科技，电脑，永远一台比一台新，功能不能少，最好是越小越好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人喜欢手机，永远是一架功能比一架多，有的人甚至拥有两部以上，嫌麻烦，老子养得起，换了又换，对手机有感情？那根本是天方夜谈！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人喜欢车子，有人喜欢车子古典；有的喜欢车子拉风一点，出得了大场面；有的只是要求保养简单、朴素一点；总之车子坐腻了，看久了也会嫌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人天生喜欢竞赛，一场又一场球赛，一场又一场的拳赛，总之没有暴力他不爱，没有输赢他不甩，时间一花下来，生命中几乎有五分之一的时间在用来思考、讨论、分析、欣赏这些比赛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人又喜欢喝酒，借酒就一定是用来浇愁吗？别忘了借酒还可以行凶？醉翁之意不一定在酒，酒不过是合法犯罪，在为自己兽性的一面寻找可以轻便脱身的借口。一觉醒来，只有宿醉，一提到责任，他恨不得再灌个七、八杯，宁愿扮醉，也不愿意把责任背一背。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人喜欢赌博，你试试看叫他打牌不算钱，他会叫你滚远一点，不是，他们不是真正喜欢用脑，他们追求的是赢多少的快感。最好我赢多多，你输得不少。但是如果大家都在赢，谁又在输，反正大家相信自己运气好，最后把幸福也赌上，结婚去了，笑得永远是他身边那位大嫂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人喜欢性，多于爱，哪位男人告诉你他对性没兴趣，恭喜你，那不是万中无一，就是无能到底。对性的追求是需要，对爱的追求是投其所好。性爱性爱，他会先想性，才决定要不要和你谈恋爱。他爱你，是抬举你，其实他更爱你的肉体，哪一天他对你肉体没了兴趣，要不就是对不起你，要不就是不举，你不要欺骗自己，他已经成佛立地。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;贱男人，终年我见不少，但是贱男人出现的原因，就因为有蠢女人，因为女人蠢，才会有贱男人的出现。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的不要太过责怪男人贱，因为如果女人精明一点，男人贱也不过是犯贱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-109827742555488191</id><published>2004-10-20T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T21:06:44.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do talented employees leave companies?</title><content type='html'>Largest studies undertaken by the Gallup Organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do talented employees leave companies?&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it. This is almost 100% true. Read below &amp; find out the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this year, Arun, an old friend who is a senior software designer, got an offer from a prestigious international firm to work in its India operations developing specialized software. He was thrilled by the offer. He had heard a lot about the CEO of this company, a charismatic man often quoted in the business press for his visionary attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The salary was great. The company had all the right systems in place employee-friendly human resources (HR)policies, a spanking new office, the very best technology, even a canteen that served superb food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twice Arun was sent abroad for training. "My learning curve is the sharpest it's ever been," he said soon after he joined. "It's a real high working with such cutting edge technology."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, less than eight months after he joined, Arun walked out of the job. He has no other offer in hand but he said he couldn't take it anymore. Nor, apparently, could several other people in his department who have also quit recently. The CEO is distressed about the high employee turnover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's distressed about the money he's spent in training them. He's distressed because he can't figure out what happened. Why did this talented employee leave despite a top salary? Arun quit for the same reason that drives many good people away. The answer lies in one of the largest studies undertaken by the Gallup Organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The study surveyed over a million employees and 80,000 managers and was published in a book called First Break All The Rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came up with this surprising finding: If you're losing good people, look to their immediate supervisor. More than any other single reason, he is the reason people stay and thrive in an organization. And he's the reason why they quit, taking their knowledge, experience and contacts with them. Often, straight to the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People leave managers not companies," write the authors Marcus Buckingham and Curt Coffman. "So much money has been thrown at the challenge of keeping good people - in the form of better pay, better perks and better training - when, in the end, turnover is mostly a manager issue." If you have a turnover problem, look first to your managers. Are they driving people away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond a point, an employee's primary need has less to do with money, and more to do with how he's treated and how valued he feels. Much of this depends directly on the immediate manager. And yet, bad bosses seem to happen to good people everywhere. A Fortune magazine survey some years ago found that nearly 75 per cent of employees have suffered at the hands of difficult superiors. You can leave one job to find - you guessed it, another wolf in a pin-stripe suit in the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the workplace stressors, a bad boss is possibly the worst, directly impacting the emotional health and productivity of employees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some all-too common tales from the battlefield:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dev, an engineer, still shudders as he recalls the almost daily firings his boss subjected him to, usually in front of his subordinates. His boss emasculated him with personal, insulting remarks. In the face of such rage, Dev completely lost the courage to speak up. But when he reached home depressed, he poured himself a few drinks, and magically, became as abusive as the boss himself. Only, it would come out on his wife and children. Not only was his work life in the doldrums, his marriage began cracking up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another employee Rajat recalls the Chinese torture his boss put him through after a minor disagreement. He cut him off completely. He bypassed him in any decision that needed to be taken. "He stopped sending me any papers or files," says Rajat. "It was humiliating sitting at an empty table. I knew nothing and no one told me anything." Unable to bear this corporate Siberia, he finally quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HR experts say that of all the abuses, employees find public humiliation the most intolerable. The first time, an employee may not leave, but a thought has been planted. The second time, that thought gets strengthened. The third time, he starts looking for another job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people cannot retort openly in anger, they do so by passive aggression. By digging their heels in and slowing down. By doing only what they are told to do and no more. By omitting to give the boss crucial information. Dev says: "If you work for a j erk, you basically want to get him into trouble. You don't have your heart and soul in the job."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different managers can stress out employees in different ways - by being too controlling, too suspicious, too pushy, too critical, too nit-picky. But they forget that workers are not fixed assets, they are free agents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this goes on too long, an employee will quit -often over seemingly trivial issue. It isn't the 100th blow that knocks a good man down. It's the 99 that went before. And while it's true that people leave jobs for all kinds of reasons - for better opportunities or for circumstantial reasons, many who leave would have stayed - had it not been for one man constantly telling them, as Arun's boss did: "You are dispensable. I can find dozens like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it seems like there are plenty of other fish especially in today's waters, consider for a moment the cost of losing a talented employee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the cost of finding a replacement. The cost of training the replacement. The cost of not having someone to do the job in the meantime. The loss of clients and contacts the person had with the industry. The loss of morale in co-workers. The loss of trade secrets this person may now share with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, of course, the loss of the company's reputation. Every person who leaves a corporation then becomes its ambassador, for better or for worse. We all know of large IT companies that people would love to join and large television companies few want to go near. In both cases, former employees have left to tell their tales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Any company trying to compete must figure out a way to engage the mind of every employee," Jack Welch of GE once said. Much of a company's value lies "between the ears of its employees". If it's bleeding talent, it's bleeding value. Unfortunately, many senior executives busy travelling the world, signing new deals and developing a vision for the company, have little idea of what may be going on at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That deep within an organization that otherwise does all the right things, one man could be driving its best people away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-109827742555488191?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/109827742555488191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=109827742555488191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/109827742555488191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/109827742555488191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/10/why-do-talented-employees-leave.html' title='Why do talented employees leave companies?'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-109535253196164634</id><published>2004-09-17T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T00:35:31.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice StoryAn ordinary, common Boy-Girl Relationship... but.... meaningful..</title><content type='html'>Read on.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter and Tina are sitting in the park doing nothing, but just gazing into the sky, while all their friends are having fun with their beloved half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina: I'm so bored. Just wish I have a boyfriend now to spend time with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter: I guess we're the only leftovers. We're the only person who isn't with a date now.&lt;br /&gt;(both sigh n silence for a while)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina: I think I have a good idea. Lets play a game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter: Eh? What game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina: Eem..It's quite simple. You be my boyfriend for 100 days and I'll be your girlfriend for 100 days. what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter: Oookay..Anyway I don't have any plan for the next few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina: You sound like you aren't looking forward to it at all. Cheer up. Today will be our first day and our first date. Where should we go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter: What about a movie? I heard that there is a really great movie in theater now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina: Seems like I don't have any better idea than this. Lets move. (went to watch their movies and sent each other home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2:&lt;br /&gt;Peter and Tina went to a concert together, and Peter bought Tina a keychain with a star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3:&lt;br /&gt;They went shopping together for a friend's birthday present. Share an ice-cream together and hugged each other for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7:&lt;br /&gt;Peter drove Tina up onto a mountain and they watch the sunset together. When the night came and the moon glowed, they said sat on the grass gazing at the stars together. A meteor passed by. Tina mumbled something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 25:&lt;br /&gt;Spend time at a themepark and got onto rollercoasters, and ate hotdogs and cotton candy. Peter and Tina got in the haunted house and Tina grabbed someone's hand instead of Peter's hand by accident. They laughed together for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 67:&lt;br /&gt;They drove pass a circus and decided to get in to watch the show. The midget asked Tina to play a part as his assistant in the magic show. Went around to see other entertainments around after the show. Came to a fortune teller and she just said "Treasure every moment from now on" and a tear rolled down the fortune teller's cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 84:&lt;br /&gt;Tina suggested that they go to the beach. The beach wasn't so crowded that day. They have their first kiss with each other just as the sun is setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 99:&lt;br /&gt;They decided to have a simple day and is deciding to have a walk around the city. They sits down onto a bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:23 pm&lt;br /&gt;Tina: I'm thirsty. Lets rest for a while first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter: Wait here while I go buy some drinks. What would you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina: Eem...Apple juice will be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:43 pm&lt;br /&gt;Tina waiting for about 20 minutes and Peter havent return. Then someone walked up to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: Is your name Tina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina: Yes, and may I help you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: Justnow down there on the street a drunk driver has crashed into a guy. I think its your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina ran over to the spot with the stranger and sees Peter lying on the floor with blood over his face and her apple juice still in his hands.&lt;br /&gt;The ambulance came and she went to the hospital with Peter. Tina sat outside the emergency room for five and a half hours. The doctor came out, and he sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:51 pm&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: I'm sorry, but we did the best we could. He is still breathing now but God would take him away from us very soon. We found this letter inside his pocket. The doctor hands over the letter to Tina and she goes into the room to see Peter. He look weak but peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina read the letter and then she burst into tears. Here is what the letter said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina, our 100 days is almost over. I had fun with you during all these days. Although you may be greedy sometimes and less thoughtful, but these all brought happiness into my life. I have realize that you are a really cute girl and blamed myself for never taken the time to knowing that. I have nothing much to ask for, but I just wish that we can extend the day. I want to be your boyfriend forever and wish that you can be beside me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Tina, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:58&lt;br /&gt;Tina: (sobbing) Peter. Did you know what was the wish I made on the night there was a meteor. I asked God to let us last forever. We were suppose to last 100 days so Peter! You can't leave me! I LOVE YOU, but can you come back to me now? I love you Peter. I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the clock struck twelve, Peter's heart stopped beating.&lt;br /&gt;It was 100 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE* Tell the guy or girl that you love them before its too late. You never know whats going to happen tomorrow. You never know who will be leaving you and never return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-109535253196164634?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/109535253196164634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=109535253196164634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/109535253196164634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/109535253196164634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/09/nice-storyan-ordinary-common-boy-girl.html' title='Nice StoryAn ordinary, common Boy-Girl Relationship... but.... meaningful..'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-109293881485715444</id><published>2004-08-19T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T02:06:54.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It doesn't rain. it pours!</title><content type='html'>damm sianz!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is wrong today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the stock have to come in at the same time. the person doing ordering, dun noe what the fuck was he doing. it seems like he never even open up the cupboard to check. things which have oredi he still order so much come. kitchen roll oredi got 4 un-open ones then he still order one ctn (6nos) come. the ones we are using .... there's 2 still got at least 3/4 each left. then the ceasar salad contains, got at least 1.5 packet left, he still order 2 more pack. ok... mayb he really think we can sell so much salad... BUT then... where are the lids? only order the containers, never order the lids ?????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the is total no space in the shop... where does he expect me to keep all the stuff? then he only order 4 packets of knife... there's nothing left. all the knife left are all the loose ones... 4 packet enough mah?? fri, sat, sun ... weekend leh. haizzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all his stock had to come on the same day. couldn't he have them come on different days? somemore he had to MC today. high fever he say. i have been sick for 2 weeks le. seen a doctor, finished all the medi and antiboitics but still haven't gotten well. even have to go to see another doctor again today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people can down to do the counter tops today. started before the stocks came..... do until very late! all my stock were stuck down there. got not chance to keep them, plus no place also lah. block by the people. sobsob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then before they finish, some more people had to come.... to change all the tables. the tables they gave us before the store open, the color was too dark... then all the tables have different colour too... so ugly. took a long time also. they had to unscrew the legs from the table-top, change the table-top to the new one then screw on the legs again. somemore there were still customers around eating. sobsob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis morning when i start work .... the floor was so dirty... i still had to sweep the floor again. so dirty!! all the cheese and pasta! knn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super stress! super sianZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone keep asking me about everything! i am not the person in-charge! kant you all open your eye bigger and search the cupboards yourself ?!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-109293881485715444?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/109293881485715444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=109293881485715444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/109293881485715444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/109293881485715444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/08/it-doesnt-rain-it-pours.html' title='It doesn&apos;t rain. it pours!'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-109252309686116680</id><published>2004-08-15T06:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T06:38:16.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suntec open le!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy and stressful day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got ppl buy me a new t-shirt today.... so happy =))))) &lt;br /&gt;we went to watch the notebook... so touching siahz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too tired to blog le... tmr still working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnite... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-109252309686116680?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/109252309686116680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=109252309686116680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/109252309686116680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/109252309686116680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/08/suntec-open-le-busy-and-stressful-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-109242310904243898</id><published>2004-08-14T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T02:51:49.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suntec Opening tmr/today at 6pm or earlier</title><content type='html'>argh!!!! later at 6pm or earlier suntec will be open le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiao liao le lah... still lyt so many things not done. dun noe if everything hv le mah also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be working closing later, but guess i &lt;strong&gt;HAVE&lt;/strong&gt; to go down earlier... and i &lt;strong&gt;JUST&lt;/strong&gt; reach home! i was left alone to look after till all the constructers finish. gotta move all the stuff into the store and lockup. sobsob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one person move all the dispense drinks syrups! 20kg of coke/ice-tea syrup is super heavy siah! the smaller ones (10kg) arn't any lighter. move all the can and bottles drinks in to the store also. sobsob. no one left to help me. damm sianz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die lah.. store mostly malay males. only 2 chinese guys. dun have any girls yet. unless you count the one and only female manager and the one and only female cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well one good thing abt suntec, be it weekdays or weekend, eve of public holiday or public holiday... all close at 10pm. so that means leave at 11pm or earlier. =) good good can go home early hahha or go gaigai and pa-tor ... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go n bath le. super sticky and dusty. TIRED man.... work from 9am to 2am. dun noe how to count how many hours also...&lt;br /&gt;2am - 9am = &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; 7hrs&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i will start at .... 11am tmr? can i wake up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-109242310904243898?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/109242310904243898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=109242310904243898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/109242310904243898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/109242310904243898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/08/suntec-opening-tmrtoday-at-6pm-or.html' title='Suntec Opening tmr/today at 6pm or earlier'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-109190906982756165</id><published>2004-08-08T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T04:04:29.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP coming le</title><content type='html'>lalalalala....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day coming le... &lt;br /&gt;suntec gonna open le... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work this morning, happily forgettin to put on my shoes n left my cap at home. Even took e route to scotts onli to realise i'm supposed to head to funan. when i reached there, *wheres my cap n shoes*? So.. gave myself e day off eventually. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched king arthur yest, caught ella enchanted today, the shepford's wives up n coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off tmr, mon n tues. Shiok. after tat... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno wat to blog le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-109190906982756165?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/109190906982756165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=109190906982756165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/109190906982756165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/109190906982756165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/08/ndp-coming-le.html' title='NDP coming le'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-109164500608616154</id><published>2004-08-05T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T02:43:26.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something i saw</title><content type='html'>+++ Top 20 things guys should NOT do! +++&lt;br /&gt;1. make her cry, and to make things worse , ignore her&lt;br /&gt;2. compare her from other girls&lt;br /&gt;3. let her wait &lt;br /&gt;4. raise your voice at her&lt;br /&gt;5. neglect her&lt;br /&gt;6. force her&lt;br /&gt;7. humiliate/insult/criticise her&lt;br /&gt;8. order her&lt;br /&gt;9. show her disrespect&lt;br /&gt;10. lie to her&lt;br /&gt;11. leave her alone&lt;br /&gt;12. pretend &lt;- ew &lt;br /&gt;13. be insensitive&lt;br /&gt;14. be domineering&lt;br /&gt;15. take her for granted&lt;br /&gt;16. rank her with your friends&lt;br /&gt;17. sleep with other girls&lt;br /&gt;18. forget the goodbye kiss&lt;br /&gt;19. forget to hug&lt;br /&gt;20. forget the 3 words  ( you should know them by now! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 Things Guys Should Know About Girls&lt;br /&gt;Written by a guy. After years of experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Whatever you do, don't just show up at their house...they run around in their underwear just like we do.&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't cheat on them. It may seem foolproof, but girls tell each other everything about everything. Trust me, they WILL find out and you will be mud.&lt;br /&gt;3. Beware of every single male relative and all guy friends. Any of them would kick your butt at the drop of a hat, and a lot of them wouldn't even wait for the damn hat.&lt;br /&gt;4. Never miss an opportunity to tell them they're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;5. Don't refuse to kiss in front of your friends. If they laugh at you, it's because they're jealous.&lt;br /&gt;6. If they slap you hard, you deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;7. Don't be afraid to touch them if you want to. If they're going out with you in the first place, it's because they like being in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;8. If you don't sleep with them, do not tell your friends that you did. &lt;br /&gt;8.5. If you DO sleep with them, do not tell your friends that you did. &lt;br /&gt;9. You can be dirty minded in private, really...most of them are not offended by it... &lt;br /&gt;10. Not all of them eat like birds, a lot of them can eat like whales. (tee hee.)&lt;br /&gt;11. Most of them don't mind paying half of everything, but they do discuss these things with their friends. Realize that if you make your girlfriend pay half all the time, everyone will know about it and your friends will know you're a pussy. &lt;br /&gt;11.5. Do you honestly need all your money that much? Be a man, pay all the time! &lt;br /&gt;12. Every girl should eventually get three things from her boyfriend- a stuffed animal, one of his sweatshirts, and a really pretty ring. Even if it's not a serious relationship.&lt;br /&gt;13. Make sure she gets home safely as often as you can. If you're dropping her off, walk her to the door. If you aren't dropping her off, call to be sure she's home safely. &lt;br /&gt;14. If a guy is bothering her, it is your right to kick the crap out of him. &lt;br /&gt;15. If you're talking to a female friend of yours, pull your girlfriend closer. &lt;br /&gt;16. Never, ever slap her, even if it's just in a joking way. Even if she swats you first, and says, "Oh, you're so dumb" or something, never make any gestures back. &lt;br /&gt;17. Go to a chick flick once in a while. She doesn't care whether you enjoy it or not, but she will appreciate it . It just matters that you went. &lt;br /&gt;18. You're dead meat if you can't get along with their pets, parents and best friends. Be prince charming to their friends, Mr. Polite to their parents, and make sure to be nice to their animals.&lt;br /&gt;19. Don't flirt with their moms...that's just freaky.&lt;br /&gt;20. Don't be freaked out by PMS. It's not gross, and it really does make them feel like crap, so be understanding. &lt;br /&gt;21. If you don't like the way they drive, you do it. &lt;br /&gt;22. If you're officially dating, and you're introducing her to your friends, you'd better damn well introduce her as your girlfriend. &lt;br /&gt;23. Don't stress where you go for every date. They really only want to be with you. &lt;br /&gt;24. If they complain that something hurts, rub it for them without being asked.&lt;br /&gt;25. Girls are fragile. Even if you're play fighting/wrestling, be very gentle. &lt;br /&gt;26. Memorize their birthdays. You forget her birthday and you're basically screwed for life. This goes for phone numbers too.&lt;br /&gt;27. Don't marinade the cologne.&lt;br /&gt;28. Don't give her something stupid for her birthday or Christmas or Valentine's day. It doesn't have to be expensive, but it has to be meaningful. Jewelry is always nice. =D&lt;br /&gt;29. If you think the relationship isn't going to last, don't wait to find out. It will only hurt you more if you draw it out. &lt;br /&gt;30. After you've been dating for a while, realize that they really have started to trust you. When you have a girlfriend who truly trusts you, you have a lot more responsibility, privilege and control than you would think. Be careful with it, most guys would kill for that kind of power, and it can be lost in a nanosecond.&lt;br /&gt;31.Don't ever do anything wrong. girls remember things for life and anything you did wrong will be used against you in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-109164500608616154?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/109164500608616154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=109164500608616154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/109164500608616154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/109164500608616154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/08/something-i-saw.html' title='something i saw'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-109017721431507989</id><published>2004-07-19T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T03:00:14.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of work at Scotts</title><content type='html'>haiz.... today is my last day of work at scotts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna be transfered to suntech.... the place will be opening soon.... in early to mid august. now i shd be going around to do training for my pioneer batch of staff who will be opening the store with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-109017721431507989?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/109017721431507989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=109017721431507989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/109017721431507989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/109017721431507989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/07/last-day-of-work-at-scotts.html' title='Last Day of work at Scotts'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108923521728160509</id><published>2004-07-08T05:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T05:35:47.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changes!</title><content type='html'>changes changes changes.....&lt;br /&gt;everything changes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is jenny last day of work. vadia will be transfering over.... sobsob.. been working wif her since i came over to tis outlet.... amadia also go another outlet. meiling came to take over her... now vadia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changes.... everyone is resistance to change.... but we still hv to accept changes... for the better or for the worst.. well it has already changed. for good or bad... still unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go n get season parking liao ! go fine again &lt;strike&gt;today&lt;/strike&gt; yday midnight for parking at my house carpark. tis time round i kenna fine $25. sobsob &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;tomorrow&lt;/strike&gt; today is ops meeting.... heard there will be more changes coming ... major movement of services and kitchen staff. haiz... wonder wat's gonna to happen to me . will i kenna posted out or will i be allow to stay. life is getting more n more unpredictable in tis company... even jenny also resign le. tracy also kenna promtated to manager le. derrick resign, huiping resign. haiz.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has started for eveyone le.... everyday also hv trouble finding ppl to work... sobsob dun noe wat i'm going to do abt tis friday yet.... still cannot find ppl to work... die le lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eleanor also quit liao.... mao no longer working as much le..... darrick, leilei at a different outlet, also not working so much. siao change to kitchen le.... got his bike le.... always bz. ricky.. found another job liao. our J8 gang like broke-up liao.... seldom get together le.... me... if a different outlet as them..... even if meeting up... also difficult ar.... all work so far away from home.. not like last time .. can finish work le then juz go up to watch midnight. now so faraway. mid night cab expansive. yah... some of us has our own bike.. but some of them still dun hv mah. haiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adapt... yah we did.... so now the gang is no longer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gouyao n hanjie..... no longer asking me out every sat night.... dun noe wat happen to them le also. tink hanjie has some prob wif his gf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me... i'm still stuck in tis dead end job.... kant even find the moral to make myself come to work ontime...... &lt;br /&gt;everyday at work... still hv to pretend to be happy... wether i'm happy or not...... argh... every day still have to serve customer .... everyday still have to work.... sobsobsosbssbosbso sian !!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108923521728160509?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108923521728160509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108923521728160509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108923521728160509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108923521728160509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/07/changes.html' title='changes!'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108836518437273107</id><published>2004-06-28T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T03:39:44.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenna 2 $8 parking fine tis month.... one at my house parking lot... one in Orchard at 11.02pm. so late in the night le still got ppl check !!! and i kenna it 5 mins b4 leaving... sobsob so unlucky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108836518437273107?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108836518437273107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108836518437273107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108836518437273107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108836518437273107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/06/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108810436640758081</id><published>2004-06-25T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T03:12:46.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Rib</title><content type='html'>A girl in love asked her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Tell me. Who do you love most in this world?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: You, of course!&lt;br /&gt;Girl: In your heart, what am I to you?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: The boy thought for a moment and looked intently in her eyes and said, "You are my rib. It was said that God saw that Adam was lonely, during his sleep, God took one of Adam's rib and created Eve. Every man has been searching for his missing rib, only when you find the woman of your life, you'll no longer feel the lingering ache in your heart."&lt;br /&gt;After their wedding, the couple had a sweet and happy life for a while.&lt;br /&gt;However, the youthful couple began to drift apart due to the busy schedule of life and the never-ending worries of daily problems, their life became mundane.&lt;br /&gt;All the challenges posed by the harsh realities of life began to gnaw away their dreams and love for each other. The couple began to have more quarrels and each quarrel became more heated.&lt;br /&gt;One day, after the quarrel, the girl ran out of the house. At the opposite side of the road, she shouted, "You don't love me!"&lt;br /&gt;The boy hated her childishness and out of impulse, retorted, "Maybe, it was a mistake for us to be together! You were never my missing rib!"&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, she turned quiet and stood there for a long while. He regretted what he said but words spoken are like thrown away water, you can never take it back. With tears, she went home to pack her things and was determined in breaking-up.&lt;br /&gt;Before she left the house, "If I'm really not your missing rib, please let me go." She continued, "It is less painful this way. Let us go on our separate ways and search for our own partners."&lt;br /&gt;Five years went by...&lt;br /&gt;He never remarried but he had tried to find out about her life indirectly. She had left the country and back. She had married a foreigner and divorced. He felt anguished that she never waited for him.&lt;br /&gt;In the dark and lonely night, he lit his cigarette and felt the lingering ache in his heart. He couldn't bring himself to admit that he was missing her.&lt;br /&gt;One day, they finally met. At the airport, a place where there were many reunions and good byes. He was going away on a business trip. She was standing there alone, with just the security door separating them. She smiled at him gently.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: How are you?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I'm fine. How about you? Have you found your missing rib?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: No.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I'll be flying to New York in the next flight.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I'll be back in 2 weeks time. Give me a call when you are back. You know my number. Nothing has changed.&lt;br /&gt;With a smile, she turned around and waved good bye.&lt;br /&gt;Good bye...&lt;br /&gt;One week later, he heard of her death. She had perished in New York, in the event that shocked the world.&lt;br /&gt;Midnight, once again, he lit his cigarette. And like before, he felt the lingering ache in his heart. He finally knew. She was the missing rib that he had carelessly broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes, people say things out of moments of fury. Most often than not, the outcome could be disastrous and detrimental. We vent our frustrations 99% at our loved ones. And even though we know that we ought to "think twice and act wisely", it's often easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;Things happen each day, many of which are beyond our control. Let us treasure every moment and everyone in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow may never come. Give and accept what you have today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108810436640758081?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108810436640758081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108810436640758081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108810436640758081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108810436640758081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/06/missing-rib.html' title='Missing Rib'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108801533032965035</id><published>2004-06-24T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T02:28:50.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>re-appear le</title><content type='html'>yoz... i noe i nv blog in a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz dun feel like it... now back to normal le &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz went n sing ktv wif lina, her gf and blue. then went chomp chomp to eat. the place now quite nice leh.. whole place covered le.. dun hv to scare rain le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today n tml off.. going to go n look for blue when i wake up tml. hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108801533032965035?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108801533032965035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108801533032965035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108801533032965035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108801533032965035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/06/re-appear-le.html' title='re-appear le'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108741881422836430</id><published>2004-06-17T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T04:46:54.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flooded again</title><content type='html'>haiz.... today the store flooded again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very sianz siah.. second time flood liao. had to wait till 8.30pm++ then the Bio-Care people reach to un-block the pipes. Guess what they remove from the inside the floor trap?? a scoop or strainer... dun noe what you call it... those you use to eat steamboat...  the strainer is about 15cm long and it's trap inside the drain pipes !!! choke up all the water.... the water actually flood until the dinning area !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the drains has been unblock, we had to use soap to wash the whole floor.... super oily man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fei mao came over to work closing today. then meiling had to stay and help till closing also. i also had to throw away my old SAF PT shoes. it was soaked!! it's the old model one... the white/blue color one... now got money also cannot find le. sobsob. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenna fined for parking at my house carpark again. at 9+am today. haiz... today unlucky siah. 8 dollars. guess i can think abt starting to get season parking liao. mayb i start next month? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did not wake up early enough to shift the carboard and clear the praying mantis. gotta try and do it tml if i can wake up. hehe. kant wait for it to start smelling....... i getting more and more lazy liao le... HOW? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have a extra helmet for mao today. it was a last min thing for him to come over here to work. he working at his own store in the afternoon one. thanks ar mao mao. if not for you dun noe how siah. some more today flooded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went home to get the extra helmet then pillon mao go tampines look for mabline eat supper. we eat super alot siah !!! had one soup, fish, veg and egg with rice...... then each of us still had one more roti plata each !! wow !! 1am liao all of us still eat so much. haha. chat till 3 am and all have 2 drinks each leh.... cost us $33.10 leh...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml night don't know go where and eat. hehe. i'm working closing again. dun noe if shuxiang will join me n mao anot. he nv come today. even though he now got bike le. =( eleanor ....haiz ask her bring helmet for mao. nv. sobsob. mao had to take mrt to bishan to meet me while i go n get helmet from hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will bring extra helmet to work tml. for mao. he working till 10pm at his store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i remember hearing correctly. gotta ask him tml. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108741881422836430?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108741881422836430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108741881422836430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108741881422836430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108741881422836430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/06/flooded-again.html' title='Flooded again'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108733683936142217</id><published>2004-06-16T06:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T06:00:39.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yawn... headach...</title><content type='html'>sleepy le... &lt;br /&gt;my sore throat still not ok yet. think coz of the prawn i ate in jb last tue/wed.&lt;br /&gt;tink i got a something stuck, or scratch my throat..... sobsob saw the doc on thur. till today tue (after mn) still abit pain. haiz.... mayb coz i still smoking, eating titbits, n spicy and fried foods. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difflam Anti-inflammatory Lozenges -- good man.... eat already you won't feel the pain for abt 2-3 hrs.... went to KTV and drink after work juz now. best right, sorethroat le still sing. lol. drink liao then still ride. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..... kant remember wat i wanted to blog abt....  this stupid green insect lah.... think its a praying mantis.... do they have wings ? i live on the 12 floor dont know how it can still come into my room  !!! spend half an hour or more trying to drown it in baygon. it's in the corner next to some shit..... and my carboard.... whole room right stink now.... and it is hopefully dead. think it drop behind the carboard sobsob gotta move my carboard and remove it tml. that stupid pray mantis is about the length of my handfone siah.... a N6230.... GOD !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think... think think&lt;br /&gt;think think think think think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... shuxiang buy his bike liao. kawa... only pass his tp last thur. bike monday night come out liao. damm..... so fast siah. second hand. of coz. same as his sis. dun noe where they went after dinner at toa payoh. coz i rushed home to get my passport then go meet jen n kel go jb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jen jio one... go there help her search high n low for some bubble gum. the bubble gum is the design like the measuring tape.. those type that you pull, release will retract back into itself one..... search afew 7eleven and a caltex petrol station the shop. i end up buying a bubble gum that comes in a tin can... the can is shaped to fit a softpack. super nice fit. just nice one..... too bad marlboro mentol lights seldom can find softpack. haiz..... show you all pix when i finish the gum. =) ps.... the gum not really nice for RM $9+ .... tinks its the tin can that is expansive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back that time, kel kenna caught for bringing xtra pack of UNOPENED ciggs. TAXED 6 dollars something cent. kant remember the exact amount.  the person in front of them kenna fined. his passport kenna retain &lt;u&gt;for 2 packs of UNOPENED ciggs&lt;/u&gt; !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better not be greedy... one plus one is enough le... ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108733683936142217?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108733683936142217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108733683936142217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108733683936142217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108733683936142217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/06/yawn-headach.html' title='yawn... headach...'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108715250286198054</id><published>2004-06-14T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T02:50:07.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silent mobilisation</title><content type='html'>today silence activation. my unit code-word is used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recieved the call at abt 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach camp at 5+... spend abt 15 mins there... then ..... can go home liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasted $ to take cab there and  take $ back.wasted my time also. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go there never even sign anything. only let them scan my 11B. haiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108715250286198054?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108715250286198054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108715250286198054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108715250286198054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108715250286198054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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the bike there without polish will cost $14.00. not many people actually polish the bikes there. usually only wash. took abt 1 and a half hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spend the time eating and chatting. jam at both side of the custom today both entering and leaving. unlucky. haiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Store was FLOODED today. the floor trap was stuck. all the water cannot go down.... eeeeee.... damm oily siah. somemore happen at 6+pm during dinner time. the dishwasher couldn't do any washing siah. coz all the water stuck. got Bio-Care people to come and fix it.... they had this machine, it has a long tube with something that look like a hook or fingers, that goes into the drain. took them abt 10 mins to fix the flooding.... the machine managed to unblock the floor trap. remove a plastic bag. those type of plastic bag use for packeting tea or coffee from kopitiam. tmr i will go around a search out the person who tar-bao the drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping le. still got to work closing later today. haiz.... sian.&lt;br /&gt;thursday then off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108672100076208432?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108672100076208432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108672100076208432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108672100076208432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108672100076208432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/06/petrol-n-polish-store-flood.html' title='Petrol n polish, Store Flood'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108665297420404079</id><published>2004-06-08T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T08:02:54.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotel 81 Classic</title><content type='html'>guess wat, just came back from Hotel 81 Classic @ joo chiat.&lt;br /&gt;first time i every spend a night in such places. haha with 2 gers somemore. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope... never do anything norti. juz watch vcd n chat. watch Dream catcher.&lt;br /&gt;the room is quite small leh. got tv, vcd/dvd player, shower and bathtub. the sound proofing also not very good. after my friends fell asleep, during a quiet part of the movie, i heard the next door people screaming and moaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep hearing ppl opening and slamming doors... alot of people leaving and entering... they must be making lots of money running the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cineleisure having their chalet today. i never go. coz i found out my friend staying alone in the hotel 10 mins b4 hongyi ask me to go. her friends all left as they hv to work in the morning. well becoz no body there then i got ask, so no chance to meet them. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if cineleisure chalet tonight still have?&lt;br /&gt;got to go n pump petrol tonight in JB. got no fuel and ciggs liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta finish checking my emails then go n sleep liao. still have to work at 1pm. hope i can wake up.&lt;br /&gt;now of days got no body ot wake me up if i working afternoon liao. everyone will not be at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting experiance tonight. first time overnight in tis type of places. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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Classic'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108646692321664682</id><published>2004-06-06T04:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T04:22:03.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz come back from supper at Plaza by the park kopitiam with hongyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri off. but went back to the store at 9+am. forget to pass jenny the key. haiz. forgetful me. i only went to bed at 6+am but was woken up to send the key to her. sobsob. eat beef noodles for breakfast then went home. spend the whole morning till afternoon trying to sleep. then 5+ need to go n meet friends that time then i fall asleep.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope my friend won't blame me. it was an accident. i also dun noe i will fall asleep. was supposted to go jb one. but i found out online that there was a jam at causeway. so told her i'll meet her later.... later till.... 1am i was still at home. forget all abt the time. was just staring at the tv and zzzzing. &lt;br /&gt;if you read this... sorry hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today going home from work that time, newton circle, near the mrt station there... super alot of bus and cars. got policeman somemore.... think the mrt spolit... halfway home, pearlin called me... say she still trap at the bus stop. alot alot of people all trying to take bus. then non of the busses are stopping at the bus stop. she very scared. coz her last bus by that time gone le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was going to go home get my extra helmet to send her home... but in the end no need. coz she finally managed to take the bus. i haven't even reach home yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm mayb i should start bringing extra helmet to work. can send ppl home, mayb can even get one of them to eat supper wif me also. hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108646692321664682?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108646692321664682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108646692321664682&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108646692321664682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108646692321664682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/06/juz-come-back-from-supper-at-plaza-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108628538294143588</id><published>2004-06-04T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T01:56:22.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>didn't blog yday. was nearly morning by the time i reach home.&lt;br /&gt;went n drink yday night after closing. when all the way th devil's bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damm sian ar... &lt;br /&gt;just now try to find ppl to go out after work. *sigh* couldn't find anyone. actually wanted to watch harry potter one...... although today is thursday, there are showtime @ GV after my work at 11pm.... want to watch shrek 2 also... haiz dun noe when will be able ot watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun have to work tml... shd be going to jb shopping ba....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108628538294143588?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108628538294143588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108628538294143588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108628538294143588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108628538294143588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/06/didnt-blog-yday.html' title=''/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108604112487047933</id><published>2004-06-01T06:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T02:54:14.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fines payments.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;HDB parking fine.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merchant Ref.  C0101852200XXXXX &lt;br /&gt;NETS Transaction Ref.  C010185220XXXXX &lt;br /&gt;Transaction ID  DCDE610100FC0001899397180A8XXXXX &lt;br /&gt;Transaction Message  Approved &lt;br /&gt;Transaction Date &amp; Time  06/01/2004 05:01:55 &lt;br /&gt;Amount Deducted  ($$) 8.00 &lt;br /&gt;Auth Code  T22446 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;TP fine.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date/Time : Singapore 01 Jun 2004 05:48:44 Trans Ref : 360XXXXX &lt;br /&gt;From Account  POSBank Savings xxx-xxxxx-x  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Latest Available Balance S$  $ &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Corporation  SINGAPORE POLICE FORCE  &lt;br /&gt;Consumer Reference No.  00210403345XXXXX  &lt;br /&gt;Payment Amount S$  $170.00  &lt;br /&gt;STUPID took me from 5:01am till 5:48 to search for the damm summon.&lt;br /&gt;cannot pay without the damm ref number. y can't they just take the vehicle number! everything is all over my room from searching for my summon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/Image024.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/400/Image024.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/Image026.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/400/Image026.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i had to search for my LTA bill.... coz i dun noe put it where in the confusion and panic to search for my tp summon! damm. just take vehicle number lah. use what stupid ref number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;LTA ERP fine&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merchant Ref.  200406010XXXXX &lt;br /&gt;NETS Transaction Ref.  3XXXXX &lt;br /&gt;Transaction ID  DD14C65C00FC0001899397180A8XXXXX &lt;br /&gt;Transaction Message  Approved &lt;br /&gt;Transaction Date &amp; Time  06/01/2004 06:01:17 &lt;br /&gt;Amount Deducted  ($$) 10.75 &lt;br /&gt;Auth Code  T22534 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for all of you to know. my tp offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date of offence: 28-4-04&lt;br /&gt;Time: 9.06am&lt;br /&gt;Place: Central expressway -&gt; city before bt timah exit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  YOU name ARE CHARGED THAT ON THE 28 APRIAL 2004 AT ABOUT 9.06AM ALONG CENTRAL EXPRESSWAY -&gt; CITY BEFORE BT TIMAH EXIT S'PORE DID DRIVE M/VEH FX0000X WITHOUT REASONABLE CONSIDERATION FOR OTHER PERSON USING THE ROAD, TO WIT, YOU WERE SPOTTED AT THE EXTREME RIGHT LANE OF CTE WEAVING IN AND OUT OF TRAFFIC WITHOUT ANY FORM OF SIGNAL, NEAR TO BUKIT TIMAH RD EXIT, YOU SWERVED FROM 2FN RIGHT LANE TO THE LEFTMOST LANE WITHOUT ANY SIGNAL FORCING TWO VEHICLES TO APPLY EMERGENCY BRAKING IN ORDER TO AVOID A COLLISION WITH YOUR VEHICLE AND YOU HAVE THEREBY COMMITTED AN OFFENCE PUNISHABLE UNDER SECTION 65 OF THE ROAD TRAFFIC ACT CAP 276.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PENALTY:&lt;br /&gt;  CONVICTION TO A FINE NOT EXCEEDING $1000 OR TO IMPRISONMENT NOT EXCEEDING 6 MONTHS OR TO BOTH, AND SUBSEQUENT CONVICTION TO A FINE NOT EXCEEDING $2000 OR TO IMPRISONMENT FOR A TERM NOT EXCEEDING 12 MONTHS OR BOTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMOUNT OFFERED TO COMPOUND: $170&lt;br /&gt;NO. OF POINTS: 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DATE OF ISSUE: 11/05/2004&lt;br /&gt;EXPIRY DATE FOR PAYMENT: 08/06/2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108604112487047933?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108604112487047933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108604112487047933&amp;isPopup=true' title='67 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108604112487047933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108604112487047933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/06/fines-payments.html' title='Fines payments.'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>67</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108603708925690578</id><published>2004-06-01T04:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T04:58:09.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got home from work. today had to do stock count and spring cleaning. tiring but quite fun also the spring cleaning. however only meiling, jerry and me went and eat. the rest of them went to hardrock to get drunk and to see kuma. he's performing there tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just recieve my Vehicle Licnce Renewal Notice.  $40 for 6 mth or $80 for a year.&lt;br /&gt;have to make payment &lt;strike&gt; by &lt;/strike&gt; before 6 jul 2004. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damm.... this month got sooooo many bills siah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobsob there goes all my money. my hard earn cash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108603708925690578?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108603708925690578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108603708925690578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108603708925690578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108603708925690578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/06/just-got-home-from-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108594987460331422</id><published>2004-05-31T04:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T04:44:34.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>washed my bike</title><content type='html'>just reach home from washing my bike at weisheng's place. Finally my bike is now clean. Since the day i buy it until now, this is only the second time i've wash it. My bike is now back to being white color. haha used to look grayish... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from jan till now.... only wash 2 times..... i had better keep good care of it, and start washing it more often. wait half a yr later i want to sell that time then start to take care will be toooo late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to see wax in use today. A bit of wax goes a long way.... saw stains that i had though was going to stay for good being remove.... amazing !! however, petrol stains still cannot manage to get it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go into JB pump petrol must be more careful le. cannot be so kaisu also.... keep pumping and pumping until cannot pump anymore.... until cover back the fuel cap, it overflows.... the stain does NOT come off.. got to go and ask around .. see if theres's anyway to clean it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We going to do a spring cleaning at the store tml. hope there will be people coming downing to help. will be going to eat after the spring cleaning and stock count. &lt;br /&gt;end of the month again. wonder if pay will come out by tml. if not won't have $ to eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108594987460331422?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108594987460331422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108594987460331422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108594987460331422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108594987460331422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/05/washed-my-bike.html' title='washed my bike'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108560698222617462</id><published>2004-05-27T05:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T05:29:42.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Payment of ERP charge</title><content type='html'>LTA letter dated 24/5... eve of my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;sobsob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 20 May 2004 you vehicle was detected passing through the following ERP grantries w/o payment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;09:10am $0.25 CTE before Braddell Rd&lt;br /&gt;09:12am $0.50 CTE after Braddell Rd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!!! Stupid government !!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot just put one ERP at Braddell Rd ar ?!?! must put one b4 and one after !!&lt;br /&gt;Some more gonna charge me and xtra $10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the HELL !!! so now i have to pay a total of $10.75. by 7 june if not will be come $70 times 2 for 2 ERP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on 24 may. eve of my bday. i get fine $8.00 for parking below my house at my own carpark.&lt;br /&gt;i get this letter for $10.75 ERP&lt;br /&gt;plus i still got the outstanding of $170 TP summon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damm..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there goes my june pay.&lt;br /&gt;hp bills, bike installment, laptop installment, insurance..... and this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit.... guess i'll be eating staff-meal everyday.&lt;br /&gt;and no watching of movies le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw: i juz watch the movie &lt;i&gt;The day after tomorrow&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;must watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobsob.&lt;br /&gt;happy belated birthday to me.&lt;br /&gt;sobsob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108560698222617462?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108560698222617462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108560698222617462&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108560698222617462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108560698222617462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/05/non-payment-of-erp-charge.html' title='Non-Payment of ERP charge'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108548061044885662</id><published>2004-05-25T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T18:23:30.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something i saw on @utumnStar blog. which she got from some one else who got it from someone else...</title><content type='html'>should think of a title for this. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys drink to forget about the girl...&lt;br /&gt;Girls drink to think back about the guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When guys are in love, they become poor...&lt;br /&gt;When girls are in love, they become pretty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys can forget, but cannot forgive...&lt;br /&gt;Girls can forgive, but cannot forget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys care the most about the quantity of love..&lt;br /&gt;Girls care the most about the quality of love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys break-up when they feel love from another girl...&lt;br /&gt;Girls break-up when they feel the feeling of separation from her man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys feel curiosity towards all girls...&lt;br /&gt;Girls feel curiosity towards guys who are interested in her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When guys are heartbroken, they try to forget about the girl by going out with another girl...&lt;br /&gt;When girls are heartbroken, they try to find his characteristics from another guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys wish to be her first love...&lt;br /&gt;Girls wish to be his last love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i can the one abt the 4 person in our life. eng version i post it here also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108548061044885662?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108548061044885662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108548061044885662&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108548061044885662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108548061044885662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/05/something-i-saw-on-utumnstar-blog.html' title='something i saw on @utumnStar blog. which she got from some one else who got it from someone else...'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108547019664810658</id><published>2004-05-25T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T18:29:01.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz</title><content type='html'>haiz.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ricky just had an accident yday. a person make him hit him.&lt;br /&gt;thank god ricky did not suffer any lasting injuries.&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna cost him $300+ to repair his bike. scratches, front fairing bend in abit, fork abit spoil, then the windscreen gone le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i juz got fine $8.&lt;br /&gt;for parking at my house carpark. *sobsob*&lt;br /&gt;also happen yday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all happen on the eve..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108547019664810658?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108547019664810658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108547019664810658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108547019664810658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108547019664810658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/05/haiz.html' title='haiz'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108544127684458774</id><published>2004-05-25T07:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T07:27:56.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday Today!!</title><content type='html'>It's my birthday today !! haha and i am juz going to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what i'm going to be doing today. got no plans...&lt;br /&gt;die.... how come i go n plan anything today leh?? &lt;br /&gt;haha coz i broke le.... that damm traffic police lah... catch me for inconsiderate riding .... fine me $170. some more deduct me 9 points....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave me with only 3 points till the end of this yr.... wat am i going to do.... must remind myself to be more careful. can;t affort to do anything wrong... any more points deduction and i will have to take public transport and sell away my bike liao. licence kenna revoke liao!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* wonder who will be asking me out today......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108544127684458774?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108544127684458774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108544127684458774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108544127684458774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108544127684458774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/05/my-birthday-today.html' title='My Birthday Today!!'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108540240703249712</id><published>2004-05-24T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T20:40:07.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something i found online.</title><content type='html'>.:&amp;#8221;+ hear my heart shattering +&amp;#8221;:.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Told me You Loved Me, I Thought It was True.&lt;br /&gt;But Now I'm Sitting Here Crying, All Because Of You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you lie to me, I hate the games you play.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you neglect me, Every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really sick right now, sick of all your lies.&lt;br /&gt;telling me you loved me, when you have someone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I didn&amp;rsquo;t expect, Was that it&amp;rsquo;ll end so fast. &lt;br /&gt;But I&amp;rsquo;m sure our thoughts were different, Coz I thought we would last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I say I'm not sad, I&amp;rsquo;ll be telling a big lie. &lt;br /&gt;Coz although I appear happy, I'm actually wanting to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can barely write this letter, While I sit and cry at night. &lt;br /&gt;I wish there was something better, that I can choose to write. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun wanna be juz frenz, But I guess that'll have to do. &lt;br /&gt;but please never ever forget the fact tat I will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you're feeling happy now, Coz I&amp;rsquo;m here to say goodbye. &lt;br /&gt;I guess your dream had came true, Now that I'm out of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[ You made me cry, You tore me apart.. You left me in tears, You shattered my heart&lt;br /&gt;just remember, I'll always love you, I just wish you could have loved me too... ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gRaCe&lt;br /&gt;19.o5.o4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108540240703249712?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108540240703249712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108540240703249712&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108540240703249712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108540240703249712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/05/something-i-found-online.html' title='something i found online.'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108539619137327212</id><published>2004-05-24T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T19:02:38.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photoblogging Test.</title><content type='html'>just testing out a new feature i found on blogger. nv realise they allow photo. must test.... see if it works.... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/sentosa.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/400/sentosa.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our trip to sentosa last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did it work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108539619137327212?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108539619137327212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108539619137327212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108539619137327212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108539619137327212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/05/out-trip-to-sentosa-last-year.html' title='Photoblogging Test.'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108535849876659560</id><published>2004-05-24T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T08:28:18.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dun have to work for 6 days.</title><content type='html'>yoz... dun hv to work from 21-26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can sleep till full liao... finally a chance to catch up on sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was actually planning on going to sister island wif my J8 frens... well too bad... govn't dun allow us to go... doing some revonation there.&lt;br /&gt;sigh... so i revert back to my orginal plan of sleeping late late everyday. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz came back from mahjong wif them... actually manage to win abit. haha but used it to pay of my previous mj losses. still had to top up $3. &lt;br /&gt;well considered quit gd le... since i was never lucky at mj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to ride back in the rain juz now at 5am. sobsob. suppppeeeeer cold weather siah. but b4 the rain was hot like hell.... &lt;br /&gt;crazy weather we have now of days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if i will be able to fall asleep. the sun has already risen.... it's way pass my normal KO time of 4am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night/morning&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108535849876659560?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/108535849876659560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=108535849876659560&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108535849876659560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108535849876659560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/05/dun-have-to-work-for-6-days.html' title='Dun have to work for 6 days.'/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-108047838414497229</id><published>2004-03-28T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T08:17:11.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>disappear for a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-108047838414497229?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108047838414497229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/108047838414497229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2004/03/disappear-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-105950539378347766</id><published>2003-07-30T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T03:03:13.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah.... like so long nv blog liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz haiz &lt;br /&gt;i not like my fren one day blog soooo many times siah...&lt;br /&gt;2 days nv read ... cannot catch up liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks den i clearing Annual Leave&lt;br /&gt;got time to change the blog template...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must make nice nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-105950539378347766?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/105950539378347766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=105950539378347766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/105950539378347766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/105950539378347766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2003/07/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586005.post-105838375259632056</id><published>2003-07-17T03:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-17T03:41:34.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmmm......&lt;br /&gt;my first blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya ppl around..... &lt;br /&gt;hope got ppl read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5586005-105838375259632056?l=erik1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/feeds/105838375259632056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5586005&amp;postID=105838375259632056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/105838375259632056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5586005/posts/default/105838375259632056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erik1979.blogspot.com/2003/07/hmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Erik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215048817599536103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/146/980/640/keyboard1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
