<?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-335347177448421769</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:20:02.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-2918541570951387764</id><published>2009-04-28T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T09:20:00.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Past is experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Present is experiment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Future is expectation.&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/335347177448421769-2918541570951387764?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/2918541570951387764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=2918541570951387764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/2918541570951387764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/2918541570951387764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2009/04/past-is-experience.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-669727048398572363</id><published>2009-03-22T10:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T10:31:48.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hehe... Nice experience to be able to perform in a recital, with some of those good players as well as bad players. Got a certificate after the performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It's nice to be able to listen to good music live, and to let other people listen to my music..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-669727048398572363?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/669727048398572363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=669727048398572363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/669727048398572363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/669727048398572363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2009/03/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-4521137415143140993</id><published>2009-03-09T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T03:35:32.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gonna have my 1st recital on 22nd March. Duet with a girl under the same teacher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Wonder how the whole day will turn out. Gonna be fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-4521137415143140993?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/4521137415143140993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=4521137415143140993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4521137415143140993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4521137415143140993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2009/03/gonna-have-my-1st-recital-on-22nd-march.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-5026321695095089016</id><published>2009-01-28T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T04:11:37.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which one?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;NUS or NTU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Single or Double degree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-5026321695095089016?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-7970858790138773894</id><published>2008-12-21T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:48:08.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kawai upright</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The sleepless night you gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your bright tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;powerful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm so gonna get you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-7970858790138773894?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/7970858790138773894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=7970858790138773894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7970858790138773894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7970858790138773894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/12/kawai-k5.html' title='Kawai upright'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-1438050477713274503</id><published>2008-11-21T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T07:21:36.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;3 weeks through the 15 weeks attachment. 12 more to go. Think I've gotten used to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;routine&lt;/span&gt; already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ahh I'm like not having any life these days. Everyday it's the same stuffs. But anyway, lucky I have people to talk to me. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Let's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; communicate more. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-1438050477713274503?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/1438050477713274503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=1438050477713274503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1438050477713274503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1438050477713274503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/11/3-weeks-through-15-weeks-attachment.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-2614951908930605335</id><published>2008-11-06T06:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T07:00:06.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Busy with attachment. Very tired everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Tampines bus interchange is chaos during 7pm&lt;/span&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/335347177448421769-2614951908930605335?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/2614951908930605335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=2614951908930605335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/2614951908930605335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/2614951908930605335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/11/busy-with-attachment.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-768192518674972342</id><published>2008-09-29T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T10:07:26.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Be right back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-768192518674972342?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/768192518674972342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=768192518674972342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/768192518674972342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/768192518674972342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/09/be-right-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-5136986649442122377</id><published>2008-09-21T21:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T21:24:15.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Saw this from www.thatsweird.net. Funny names of places!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;lol below are some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Bastard (Norway)&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;2) Chinaman's Knob (Australia)&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;3) Climax (Colorado, USA)&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;4) Cunt (Spain)&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;5) Dikshit (India)&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;6) Dildo (Newfoundland, Canada)&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;7) Intercourse (Pennsylvania, USA)&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;8) Little Dix Village (West Indies)&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;9) Middle Intercourse Island (Australia)&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;10) Pis Pis River (Nicaragua)&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;11) Sexmoan (Luzon, Philippines)&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;12) Seymen (Turkey)&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;13) Shag Island (Indian Ocean)&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;14) Shitlingthorpe (Yorkshire, UK)&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;15) Tittybong (Australia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        16) Wank (Germany)&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/335347177448421769-5136986649442122377?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/5136986649442122377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=5136986649442122377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/5136986649442122377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/5136986649442122377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-funny.html' title='This is funny'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-6393718438935791524</id><published>2008-09-20T10:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T10:35:49.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Use of English</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have been feeling mooody these few days; and it's still on-going. I dont know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I long for a heated discussion / debate / flame war / whatever you call it. I wanna vent that feeling out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-6393718438935791524?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/6393718438935791524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=6393718438935791524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6393718438935791524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6393718438935791524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/09/use-of-english.html' title='Use of English'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-3988770211722164359</id><published>2008-09-18T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:47:29.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New story, another email lol...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A young couple moved into a new neighborhood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; The next morning, while they were eating breakfast, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; the young woman saw her neighbor hung the wash outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; "That laundry is not very clean", she said "she doesn't know how to wash correctly". "Maybe she needs a better laundry soap".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Her husband looked on but remained silent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Everytime her neighbor hung her wash to dry, the young woman will make the same comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; About one month later, the young woman was surprise to see a nice clean wash on the line and said to her husband: "Look! She has learned how to wash correctly. I wonder who taught her this."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; The husband said: "I got up early this morning and cleaned the windows"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;And so it is with life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; What we see when watching others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; depend on the purity of the window through which we look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Before we give any criticism, it might be a good idea to check our state of mind and ask ourselves if we are ready to see the good rather than to be looking for something in the person we are about to judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-3988770211722164359?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/3988770211722164359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=3988770211722164359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3988770211722164359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3988770211722164359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-story-another-email-lol.html' title='New story, another email lol...'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-7956018114242755804</id><published>2008-09-17T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:00:10.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...is a nice sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of selecting the type of people we want to mix with, we should cherish the diversity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you.. lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/335347177448421769-7956018114242755804?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/7956018114242755804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=7956018114242755804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7956018114242755804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7956018114242755804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/09/this.html' title='This...'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-5196299990686680063</id><published>2008-09-15T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:01:14.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got this from an email. Read on... It's nice =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Once upon a time there was this girl who had four boyfriends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; She loved the 4th boyfriend the most and adored him with rich robes and treated him to the finest of delicacies. She gave him nothing but the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; She also loved the 3rd boyfriend very much and was always showing him off to neighboring kingdoms. However, she feared that one day he would leave her for another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; She also loved her 2nd boyfriend. He was her confidant and  was always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; kind,considerate and patient with her. Whenever this girl faced a problem, she could confide in him, and he would help her get through the difficult times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; The girls 1st boyfriend was a very  loyal partner and had made great &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; contributions in maintaining her wealth and kingdom. However, she did not love the first boyfriend. Although he loved her deeply, she hardly took notice of him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; One day, the girl fell ill and she knew her time was short. She thought of her luxurious life and wondered, I now have four boyfriends with me, but when I die, I'll be all alone.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Thus, she asked the 4th boyfriend, 'I loved you the most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 'No way!', replied the 4th boyfriend, and  he walked away without &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; another word.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; His answer cut like a  sharp knife right into her heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; The sad girl then asked the 3rd  boyfriend, 'I loved you all my life. Now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; that I'm dying, will you  follow me and keep me company?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 'No!', replied the 3rd boyfrien d.  'Life is too good! When you die, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm going to marry someone  else!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Her heart sank and turned cold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; She then asked the  2nd boyfriend, 'I have always turned to you for help and you've always  been there for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; When I die, will you follow me and keep me  company?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 'I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!', replied the  2nd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; boyfriend.  'At the very most, I can only walk with you to your  grave.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; His answer struck her like a bolt of lightning, and the  girl was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; devastated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Then a voice called out: 'I'll go with you.  I'll follow you no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; matter where you go..' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; The girl looked up,  and there was his first boyfriend. He was very skinny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; as he suffered  from malnutrition and neglect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Greatly grieved, the girl said, 'I  should have taken much better care of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; you when I had the  chance!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; In truth, you have 4 boyfriends in your lives: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Your 4th boyfriend is your body. No matter how much time and effort you lavish in making it look good, it will leave you when you die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Your 3rd boyfriend is your possessions, status and wealth.When  you die, it will all go to others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Your 2nd boyfriend is your family and friends. No matter how much they have been there for you, the furthest they can stay by you is up to the grave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; And your 1st boyfriend is your  Soul. Often neglected in pursuit of wealth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; power and pleasures of the  world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; However, your Soul is the only thing that will follow you  where ever you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; go.  Cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now, for it is  the only part of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; that will follow you and continue with you  throughout Eternity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Being happy doesn't mean everything's perfect. It means  you've &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; decided to see beyond the  imperfections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-5196299990686680063?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/5196299990686680063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=5196299990686680063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/5196299990686680063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/5196299990686680063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/09/got-this-from-email-read-on-its-nice.html' title='Got this from an email. Read on... It&apos;s nice =)'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-1428735882680033067</id><published>2008-09-15T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:27:54.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Had been busy with outside stuffs as well as school's project. Been doing Youth Olympic projects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today just had a presentation with IT school director, tomorrow will be the presentation to the Youth Olympic people, and next week to IDA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Busy year for everyone, this last year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just attended a wedding dinner after the presentation. It's at Four Seasons hotel. Hmm it's a 5 star hotel, but it doesnt seem to look like 1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The food is great though, especially the fish. Muahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Alright shall continue next time. Gonna go to sleep now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-1428735882680033067?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/1428735882680033067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=1428735882680033067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1428735882680033067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1428735882680033067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-3161242413818453089</id><published>2008-09-02T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T06:20:22.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Requested by someone to update. lol..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been long since I updated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But there is nothing major to update too &gt;.&lt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I won't be updating anything about school from now on. Walls have eyes and ears. lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Piano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My teacher said my sight reading is good. I catch things fast, given that I have no prior experience. She wants me to move on to classics after level 1, so can take grade 4 or 5 straightaway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Nothing much already. Whoever wanna go singing or badminton please rmb to include my share. lol &gt;.&lt; and I realised my badminton improved! Able to smash down almost like 7 over 10 tries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Barfs everyone... Barfs...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-3161242413818453089?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/3161242413818453089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=3161242413818453089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3161242413818453089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3161242413818453089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/09/requested-by-someone-to-update-lol.html' title='Requested by someone to update. lol..'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-6411271768831266339</id><published>2008-08-27T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T07:53:18.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm suddenly addicted to this song - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;星晴 by Jay Chou&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't know why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And suddenly I'm also addicted to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Fur Elise by Ludwig Van Beethoven&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Weird huh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;A question to ponder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Do we have to sacrifice and give in for someone undeserving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-6411271768831266339?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/6411271768831266339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=6411271768831266339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6411271768831266339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6411271768831266339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-suddenly-addicted-to-this-song-by.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-3838392971752058784</id><published>2008-08-25T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T08:25:54.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back.. with lots of broken english ~_~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday went to run the '&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;SAFRA Singapore Bay Run &amp;amp; Army Half Marathon&lt;/span&gt;' with Alvin, Pia Tat and William. Man it was DAMN crowded I tell you. Cos about half of the participants were army people and it's compulsory for them. Ran the 10km competitive Men's Open, completed in about 1 hour 5 minutes. Legs feeling &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;good &lt;/span&gt;now. lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lots of things happened recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;I observed lots of desolated families everywhere, friendships turned sour. People go through such things to suffer, or to be stronger. If it's the latter, what's the point of being stronger after friends are gone. Alright find other friends, but what if family members are gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Some people are fighting so hard to protect their children or even to have children&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.ashleyisourangel.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.ashleyisourangel.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and read til the end...)&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;, why are others who have them not happy and satisfied?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmmm I wanna play badminton like the old days. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-3838392971752058784?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/3838392971752058784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=3838392971752058784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3838392971752058784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3838392971752058784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-back-with-lots-of-broken-english.html' title='I&apos;m back.. with lots of broken english ~_~'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-1097336871934464800</id><published>2008-08-19T08:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T08:20:58.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sorry for the lack of updates again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Shall update after Thursday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stay tuned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-1097336871934464800?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/1097336871934464800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=1097336871934464800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1097336871934464800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1097336871934464800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/08/sorry-for-lack-of-updates-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-4346275086343300900</id><published>2008-08-10T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T09:55:57.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorry for the lack of updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to update once I pass FTT last friday. But too bad for me, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I failed&lt;/span&gt;. So re-test on next Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;This is something to ponder on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;sis &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; are teaching tuition. We observed that &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;people are really different from one and other. &lt;/span&gt;Take for example my mum's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is teaching kindergarten stuffs, 1 china student and 1 malaysian student. How to read eng words, etc. The china student is very&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; eager and determined&lt;/span&gt; to learn. However, the malaysian one is like trying to give excuse to not do work, though he still does it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the thing is this. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why is the china student so eager to learn while the malaysian one is not?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Is this something to do with character?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Is this something to do with parent's upbringing?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Is this laziness? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Or is this due to the teacher's teaching capability? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-4346275086343300900?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/4346275086343300900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=4346275086343300900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4346275086343300900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4346275086343300900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/08/sorry-for-lag-of-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-1629278439953635643</id><published>2008-07-25T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T10:55:14.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hesitantly&lt;/span&gt;, I looked around. Man they were all leaving one by one. What should I do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I checked..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; 4 unsure&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Damn&lt;/span&gt;, I thought. What if I'm like some of them... &gt;.&lt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Heart's in my mouth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Just do it!&lt;/span&gt; I touched the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'End Test'&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Stared&lt;/span&gt; at the screen while the com &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;lagged awhile&lt;/span&gt;, and..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;PASSED! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Woots&lt;/span&gt; Daryl's BTT is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;secured for a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;. lols...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Alright that was kind of lame.&lt;/span&gt; But seriously anyone taking it for the first time will find it &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;scary&lt;/span&gt;. Especially the time when you are about to press the end test button. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I checked. In total, 2 wrongs + 1 unsure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next will be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;FTT &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;TP&lt;/span&gt;. I'm gonna get it by year end hopefully; with my own capabilities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;People said some of my friends are irritating. What about me? Am I still irritating or childish? People, am I???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-1629278439953635643?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/1629278439953635643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=1629278439953635643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1629278439953635643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1629278439953635643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/07/scary.html' title='Scary!'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-4760984302919428903</id><published>2008-07-23T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:09:31.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alright im feeling &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;helpless &lt;/span&gt;today. Why? Cos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to Tampines Central for some &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;bank transfer&lt;/span&gt; at around lunch time. On the way, I see a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;woman lying on the floor&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;arms and legs stiff&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;in spasm&lt;/span&gt;. Struck me at that moment, she has &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;seizure&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My first nature is to approach and help her, but on second thought, what can I do??? Hmm... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Despite being a qualified first aider, I cant do anything but see her in spasm. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I continued on walking to the atm and left the crowd. After I'm done, I went back to see and that woman was standing, with the crowd talking to her. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So she's alright now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Turns out that there's minimal things one can do to a seizure patient, but wait til the whole seizure is over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-4760984302919428903?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/4760984302919428903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=4760984302919428903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4760984302919428903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4760984302919428903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/07/alright-im-feeling-helpless-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-4211780177453510032</id><published>2008-07-19T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T09:02:18.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was a tiring day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Last night I slept at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3am++&lt;/span&gt;, woke up at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4.30am&lt;/span&gt;. Went to meet my senior to mark some papers at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5am&lt;/span&gt;, then went to run about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;5km++&lt;/span&gt; for half an hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Went on with normal training after that, training was fun too. But when I reached home, i fell &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;asleep &lt;/span&gt;on the floor -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Very very &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;tired &lt;/span&gt;these days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Anyway, today I'm sure I saw you. Did you see me? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-4211780177453510032?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/4211780177453510032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=4211780177453510032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4211780177453510032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4211780177453510032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-was-tiring-day.html' title='Today was a tiring day!'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-1395498274762130189</id><published>2008-07-17T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T07:56:19.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Damn i realised I have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;something &lt;/span&gt;beside my left ear above my jaw. A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;swelling &lt;/span&gt;inside. Dont know what is that. Some &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tumour &lt;/span&gt;or something. -.- Dont think its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Temporomandibular_joint_disorder"&gt;&lt;u&gt;TMJ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Pain and numb sia when pressed&lt;/span&gt;. zzzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What do you all think? White, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; - which colour is nicer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Why do people behave strangely at times? -.- sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-1395498274762130189?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/1395498274762130189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=1395498274762130189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1395498274762130189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1395498274762130189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/07/damn-i-realised-i-have-something-beside.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-3200143016284055015</id><published>2008-07-15T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T02:41:14.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pondering..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmm... People have been talking about me &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;doing a lot of things at 1 time&lt;/span&gt;. Til I &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;don't have time for all&lt;/span&gt;. Is it true? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I dont know. Im just feeling sleepy everytime -.- Maybe it's good to be busy. Just be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;task focused&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do I even have time? Yea I think I have it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Time is fair for everyone&lt;/span&gt;... How I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;manage&lt;/span&gt; it is more important. Now I wonder how I have the time for games in the past. lols... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Actually people can just tell me things straight. Don't have to go around and around and hint here and there, knowing I will understand the hint. Come on just tell me straight, I may accept the idea. Why be so cowardly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;capital&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;capital&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;capital!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-3200143016284055015?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/3200143016284055015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=3200143016284055015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3200143016284055015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3200143016284055015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/07/pondering.html' title='Pondering..'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-7371681485989376241</id><published>2008-07-13T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T10:07:28.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chords, chords, CHORDS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Damn getting &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lazier &lt;/span&gt;these days. Must re-tune myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Was having &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;fun &lt;/span&gt;with Dawn today playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;I realised that some things in life are not within our control. Many a time when we tried to avoid getting into something bad, we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;get into it. When we tried to maintain good relationships or friendships, sometimes 1 or 2 just don't make it, and&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you won't even know why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Take for example when you do not want to have any of the people you meet in your school life to have any unhappiness or grudges with you, and you tried hard to avoid it. Too bad so sad it still happened... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And the reason is unknown.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;In need of a concentration booster!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Grind it, put it in a bottle, let me drink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-7371681485989376241?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/7371681485989376241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=7371681485989376241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7371681485989376241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7371681485989376241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/07/chords-chords-chords.html' title='chords, chords, CHORDS!!'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-3256706660874521332</id><published>2008-07-12T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T08:23:15.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Getting difficult!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Coordination&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;swift hands&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;chords&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Need practice...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tomorrow i have to get the chords right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When &lt;/span&gt;is my bursary coming........???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;You &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;should &lt;/span&gt;be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;... hmm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-3256706660874521332?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/3256706660874521332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=3256706660874521332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3256706660874521332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3256706660874521332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/07/getting-difficult-coordination-swift.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-8834125411312864872</id><published>2008-07-10T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T11:14:27.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;! and we are gonna take a day off. lols -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A friend of mine had this pm for quite long, and I had been &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;pondering &lt;/span&gt;over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;"chance....how do we noe if we have been given 1?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As humans, we do err. We have regrets from these errors we made in life. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;We change&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;So the thing is -&lt;/span&gt; how do we know whether the person we let down accepts / forgives the mistake you made previously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;This especially applies to situations where the person you let down had passed on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;It's you I saw right? Why won't you answer me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-8834125411312864872?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/8834125411312864872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=8834125411312864872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8834125411312864872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8834125411312864872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/07/tomorrow-is-friday-and-we-are-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-3857721296833154973</id><published>2008-07-07T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T09:31:59.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mindless rantings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;last &lt;/span&gt;thing I'm doing in poly. Gonna do it &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;, do it &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;well&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Other commitments gonna be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;perfect &lt;/span&gt;as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Will you watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 Promises to My Dog&lt;/span&gt; with me? .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-3857721296833154973?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/3857721296833154973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=3857721296833154973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3857721296833154973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3857721296833154973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/07/mindless-rantings.html' title='Mindless rantings'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-4456788494484930125</id><published>2008-07-06T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T10:28:03.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yesterday had my grandma birthday celebration at aunt's house. Lols the buffet was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My grandma &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;teared &lt;/span&gt;when we sang the birthday song sia... &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Sadly you cant come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-4456788494484930125?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/4456788494484930125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=4456788494484930125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4456788494484930125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4456788494484930125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/07/yesterday-had-my-grandma-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-4974245065249229299</id><published>2008-07-04T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T10:54:52.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;broke &lt;/span&gt;for this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hokkaido Food Fair&lt;/span&gt; is back to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Tampines Mall&lt;/span&gt;. One can enjoy a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;sumptuous &lt;/span&gt;feast of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;scrumptious &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;delectable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;delicacies &lt;/span&gt;there; at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;expense &lt;/span&gt;of your wallets of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;The moment I saw them setting the booths up on Thursday, I thought of the time we queued for ours that day. Man it was damn crowded, but it was still very enjoyable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im lacking of sleep these days. Even til carrying weights on the floor can end up sleeping. Next week is the start of SIP. Think I have to discontinue the daily jog + working out already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Sometimes there's no point arguing, even if I know I'm right...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;I realise I'm getting quieter and quieter by the days. It's dull... Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-4974245065249229299?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/4974245065249229299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=4974245065249229299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4974245065249229299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4974245065249229299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-broke-for-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-1701372942399130459</id><published>2008-07-03T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T10:56:14.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These few days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had been &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;missing &lt;/span&gt;my secondary school life&lt;/span&gt;. Where we all &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;come to school early in the morning&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;sitting down together and attend flag raising&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;going back to class and go through subjects after subjects&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;doing written homework&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;enjoying recess&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;having PE sessions&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt;. Sadly, I can only &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;reminisce &lt;/span&gt;since it's impossible to go back to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And strangely, I had been seeing a lot of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;look-alikes&lt;/span&gt; of you everywhere. 4 of them already! Never fail to make my heart skip a beat. 1 of them even has the same build as you, the 1 I saw in the swimming complex wearing &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Saturday is coming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chapter 4 - La Campanella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;“Whatever. I told you guys this piano is not spoiled; now you saw it for yourself huh!” Tom scolded and stomped away.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Incredulously, Nicole tried again. Thud, thud, thud. The previously marvelous sounding piano is keeping itself silent now. “I must find out why is it that only Tom can play it. And how can he play it so well without any prior practice! Hmmm…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*Next day after school*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Hey Tom! I’m sorry about not believing you yesterday. Forgive me alright?” Nicole apologized. “Are you free? Come to my house now. We’re gonna attend my piano lesson together!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Really? For free right? Haha…” Tom followed her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Introducing Mr Kee, my piano teacher. He &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;has a piano degree! You can learn a lot from him.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alright first, let’s go through the notes. In the treble clef, this is the middle C note and this is ……………..”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*After 5 minutes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What are these… What am I doing…” Tom asked himself while he looked at the notes. The notes seemed to be flying around everywhere. “Ahhhh! Stop it. This is making me dizzy! I don’t wanna learn anymore.” Hopping to the sofa behind, Tom exclaimed in frustration and sat there sulking.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Nicole, pay attention! Go practice your exam piece!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Once again, Tom suddenly paid full attention to Nicole when he heard her playing. Closing his eyes, he fully appreciated the piece.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;“Great as usual. You are going to get your Grade 8 for sure.” Mr Kee smiled at Nicole.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Sir, what’s this piece? Can I try it?” Tom asked earnestly.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It’s &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;La Campanella&lt;/span&gt; by Liszt. Are you sure you can do it? You can’t even read notes.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hopping on the piano bench, Tom closed his eyes. The melody filled his brain, fingers as though dancing on the keys, his hands played…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Eyes wide open, Mr Kee was shocked. “This piece was a diploma piece in the past and they shifted it to Grade 8 for a more stringent exam. Lots of fast moving finger techniques are required. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;How is he able to play it exactly like Nicole after hearing it once; and with his eyes closed!?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-1701372942399130459?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/1701372942399130459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=1701372942399130459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1701372942399130459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1701372942399130459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/07/these-few-days.html' title='These few days...'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-8148888761908611436</id><published>2008-06-30T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T10:57:30.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't wait for Saturday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Man the HTM course in TP is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;difficult&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; You guys know there's a restaurant thingy set up for the lab sessions in the course right? That particular lab is so tough! Went there for lunch today, the 'floor manager' (I guess it's someone who had experience doing this thing being hired over as lecturer) kept &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;asking &lt;/span&gt;/ &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stressing &lt;/span&gt;/ &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;scolding &lt;/span&gt;the students. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went to eat their &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;chicken lasagne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(it's nice! =D)&lt;/span&gt;, but was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;sold out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;. So I asked the girl when will the next batch come, the girl replied that she's not sure. So I said alright, I'll wait awhile. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And while walking back, that manager went to ask her "So how can you ensure that the customer will blablabla" I can't hear exactly what he said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While eating, he was like walking around pinpointing what they should do, showing those long faces, etc. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Stressed me even when I'm the customer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alright. Sleep. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's been 5 years + since I first met you! I'll never forget you tripping me. After all that's how I noticed you!&lt;/span&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/335347177448421769-8148888761908611436?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/8148888761908611436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=8148888761908611436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8148888761908611436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8148888761908611436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-cant-wait-for-saturday.html' title='I can&apos;t wait for Saturday!'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-2590666951850289745</id><published>2008-06-29T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T08:58:05.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Not gonna be free every Saturday 6-6.30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Man I miss sharing mash potato with someone special..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-2590666951850289745?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/2590666951850289745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=2590666951850289745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/2590666951850289745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/2590666951850289745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/flu.html' title='Flu!'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-8012272627577533849</id><published>2008-06-28T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T06:35:08.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O_O?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;While waiting for jeremy for gym that day, I was sitting down waiting in the sports hall seats. Suddenly &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;2 birds&lt;/span&gt; swoop in like damn &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fast &lt;/span&gt;it caught my eye immediately. The birds landed on the 2nd floor ledge, and then I see &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;2 white things&lt;/span&gt; coming out from their bottoms, and slowly &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;stretch/flow&lt;/span&gt; down the ledge. Then the 2 chirped once and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;jumped away&lt;/span&gt;. I was like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;O_O?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yesterday, we went &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;somewhere &lt;/span&gt;and I realised I didnt bring &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;EZ link&lt;/span&gt; while I was on the bus. Later on I managed to change some coins for bus trips. Went up bus 28, asked the uncle how much it is to go to 201. He said &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;$1.10 (one ten)&lt;/span&gt;, and I told him &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;'no'&lt;/span&gt;. Cos I heard it as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;'no tap'&lt;/span&gt;. He was like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;O_O?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Next Saturday, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything &lt;/span&gt;is coming and starting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Man I swear I gonna .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-8012272627577533849?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/8012272627577533849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=8012272627577533849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8012272627577533849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8012272627577533849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/oo.html' title='O_O?'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-8542159555781529338</id><published>2008-06-27T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T07:09:58.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alright. I'm feeling very &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fucked-up&lt;/span&gt; now. People who should be trusting and accepting me are always going against me. 1 moment they agree, the next moment everything is rejected. And worse still these people are my close loved ones. I'm just gonna take my card and get it man. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;That's my dream, I wanna do it. I don't get it, I shall do it my way. &lt;/span&gt;Who cares about the scoldings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;money afterall, what is wrong with using it to buy something I like. What's wrong with buying a 1st hand piano. What's wrong with buying one that cost 2799 during a 3 day promotion with the U.P. of 3317, when they can buy 1 for 6k+ last time for my sister who is not that interested. Its like freaking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;half&lt;/span&gt; the price they bought last time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;I tried to find a cheaper 2nd hand, but they are all 2k-3k+. whats wrong with this 1st hand that's 2799. I dont get it. furthermore the sound and the 'feel' i had playing it is there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and I know I'm childish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Why again?????&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/335347177448421769-8542159555781529338?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/8542159555781529338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=8542159555781529338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8542159555781529338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8542159555781529338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-3227443080242657672</id><published>2008-06-25T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T09:09:18.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooooooossshhhhh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Man my parents were &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;angry &lt;/span&gt;cos I came home later than the time I said I would. ~_~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went out with Dania to play pool with Jeremy after handing in my business plan. End up I &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;forgot &lt;/span&gt;to print reflections and had to call back to ask Dawn to send me the doc thru hotmail. And she was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sleeping! &lt;/span&gt;-.- So she actually &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;ignored &lt;/span&gt;the umpteen calls to home and her handphone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As a result, the 3 of us had to wait til my parents are home then we can get the doc, print, and hand in. But in the end we decided to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;throw &lt;/span&gt;the whole thing away and hand in on Friday -.- So went to pool late and there's no table, waited, played 2 games, then cabbed home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;What a waste of time today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow I'm going to the gym and then meeting with Jeremy to finalise the plan. Muahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Do people feel blessed with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;1) &lt;/span&gt;What they have currently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2) &lt;/span&gt;Someone there to always support them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;3) &lt;/span&gt;Striving together through hardships?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;If so, will they take for granted those things that they are blessed with? Will that happiness eventually go away??? &lt;/span&gt;Hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Tryout Day 3 - Didn't really used much. More for recovery I guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A mountain of gifts! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Choc strawberries in a bouquet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Plenty of Hugs &amp;amp; Kisses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-3227443080242657672?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/3227443080242657672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=3227443080242657672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3227443080242657672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3227443080242657672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/wooooooossshhhhh.html' title='Wooooooossshhhhh!'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-1705655503135532280</id><published>2008-06-24T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T09:41:19.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Had my test today. Man it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;difficult&lt;/span&gt;. I think i will either get 35/60 or 27/60. Either way, both are baaaad. Luckily it's just 20% and the remaining 80% is somewhat secured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Next Monday is Napfa! Kinda excited about it. It's on my mind for the whole of last weekend and this week! Hopefully I can get a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;silver &lt;/span&gt;if I manage 5 pullups eventually... Then if I can manage 7, I will get my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Gold&lt;/span&gt;. haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tuition for Dania starts tomorrow. Also gonna get the biz up and running by 1st week of July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today's jog was disrupted by &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;rain&lt;/span&gt;! Just when i ran 2.6km, all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;cats &amp;amp; dogs&lt;/span&gt; came down; forced me to stop. Nevertheless, I shall continue tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tryout Day 2 - Lesser tummy ache, more endurance now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A new me the next time we meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-1705655503135532280?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/1705655503135532280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=1705655503135532280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1705655503135532280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1705655503135532280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/had-my-test-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-1922372693571564553</id><published>2008-06-23T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T17:53:21.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whoa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Presentation got &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;shifted &lt;/span&gt;to this afternoon! Lucky i woke up to my friend's call. Washed up, prepared formal wear, powerpoint slides, rushed to school. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Feel &lt;/span&gt;kinda different from during the ImagineCup presentation in Microsoft Singapore. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I felt that i didn't do as well, but they said it was still quite well done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next shall be the test &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;It's seriously a good feeling to be able to sweat it out every evening. Working out + jog. Makes me feel alive and alert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Tryout Day 1 - a bit of tummy ache, but more performance overall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I miss going out with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &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/335347177448421769-1922372693571564553?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/1922372693571564553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=1922372693571564553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1922372693571564553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1922372693571564553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/whoa_23.html' title='whoa!'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-6095443228395001893</id><published>2008-06-22T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T08:05:08.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I decided to complete 3 chapters before posting any. That will lead to lesser hangs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:Georgia;font-size:6;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We’re usually so focused on getting our message across that we don’t stop to think about how we’re doing as receivers. Becoming a good listener takes a lot of practice. Hardly any of us were taught good communication skills when we were kids, but it’s absolutely ESSENTIAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Adapted from somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Written test on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;, presentation on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;. Gonna have a chance to wear my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;blazer &lt;/span&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mum wants me to tuition Dania. lols...... =/ Shall see how the results go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Gain Gain Gain Tryout - Day 1 tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;You are happier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-6095443228395001893?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/6095443228395001893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=6095443228395001893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6095443228395001893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6095443228395001893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-decided-to-completed-3-chapters.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-4500922468544645399</id><published>2008-06-21T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T00:36:05.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey, long time no see! You look happier, thats good. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Whatever it is, nothing's gonna change...&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/335347177448421769-4500922468544645399?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/4500922468544645399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=4500922468544645399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4500922468544645399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4500922468544645399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/cool.html' title='Cool'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-6412688999468842675</id><published>2008-06-19T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T12:12:30.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some woman called me a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'Xiao shuai ge'&lt;/span&gt; in the chalet. o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sunshine boy's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;white white &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;bright bright &lt;/span&gt;clothes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Chapter 4 in the next post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-6412688999468842675?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/6412688999468842675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=6412688999468842675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6412688999468842675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6412688999468842675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-woman-called-me-xiao-shuai-ge-in.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-8330894654324140700</id><published>2008-06-12T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T08:57:35.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question again !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Pearl River&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Cristofori&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Black&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;brown &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pity to see mum throw away the cake she baked. lol I helped to eat 1/3 of it due to immense hunger before dinner. Too bad the bin ate about 1/4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thats all. Answer the question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The wallet's brand is dropping off... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-8330894654324140700?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/8330894654324140700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=8330894654324140700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8330894654324140700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8330894654324140700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/question-again.html' title='Question again !'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-4798954005549337752</id><published>2008-06-10T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T09:36:46.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Has anyone felt this before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;1) Tightness + itchyness inside the chest area (I think near lungs there?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;2) Never-ending cough that makes the throat more itchy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;3) Mucus over-flowing from nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;4) Difficulty breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had that just now for about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2 hours&lt;/span&gt;. Thought I suddenly contracted asthma or something. Dots... Damn terrible feeling. Hope it never happen again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Well, anybody who &lt;s&gt;  are &lt;/s&gt;  is sick, get well soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I miss the one &amp;amp; only noodles you cooked... Will I have the chance to have it again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-4798954005549337752?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/4798954005549337752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=4798954005549337752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4798954005549337752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4798954005549337752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/whoa.html' title='Whoa??'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-5178359978462130844</id><published>2008-06-08T10:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T10:55:32.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I saw this from someone's MSN nick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;'Changes make people grow up.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you all think this is true? Or should it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;'Growing up makes people change.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What do you guys think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This led me to think for a moment... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Both&lt;/span&gt; is actually correct to me. It is just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the situation that you are going through that makes you decide&lt;/span&gt;. At the same time, will a person's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;thinking &lt;/span&gt;be affected by either of the choice?? Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;which 1 do you want or are you at?&lt;/span&gt; Changing to grow up? Or growing up to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-5178359978462130844?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/5178359978462130844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=5178359978462130844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/5178359978462130844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/5178359978462130844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/question.html' title='Question !'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-4387928945985786123</id><published>2008-06-06T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:19:45.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's finally so called the holidays for me! Gonna rock n rollllllllllllllllll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First up, lots of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;planning &lt;/span&gt;will be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Proj D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Proj C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Proj club?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Proj B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;Proj A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;executing&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Further up, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;businesses &lt;/span&gt;gonna flourish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Gymming&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;tanning&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E-trial coming soon. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BTT &lt;/span&gt;next month. Not yet study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm tried this from jackie's blog. For mine, im surprised that most of them are quite true! except for the introvert part though &gt;.&lt;  &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Ng Qile Daryl Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People see you as a complete enigma, and only you truly understand who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You spend most of your time introspecting and seeking truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a very interesting person... but not many people know you enough to realize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alright cya next time and stay tuned for Chapter 4! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Scroll down for Chapter 1 - 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-4387928945985786123?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/4387928945985786123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=4387928945985786123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4387928945985786123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4387928945985786123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/holidays.html' title='Holidays?'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-12063042705218994</id><published>2008-06-05T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T07:38:26.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2nd post of the day. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alright time for new goals. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;New me.&lt;/span&gt; Gonna be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;bolder&lt;/span&gt; now. Watch and see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Do you still remember this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-12063042705218994?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/12063042705218994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=12063042705218994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/12063042705218994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/12063042705218994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/great.html' title='Great!'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-3543179347630542822</id><published>2008-06-05T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:12:04.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man this is tragedy... Hai.  All gone I think..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I think apologizing doesn't help now.. hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Chapter 3 - The Prodigy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Clear up the class before you guys leave.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hey Nicole! You know there’s a rule for new students here. It is said that in the forest, there’s a phantom piano. It’s spoiled, there’s no sound, but it plays by itself every night.” Michael taunted. “To prove that ur worthy to be champion last year, go play on the piano at night!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Come on Nicole, prove it. Prove it! PROVE IT! MUAHAHAHA” Nicole, being an innocent girl, got frightened by Michael the bully.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Don’t be afraid Nicole. I’ll go with you to the piano.” Tom assured her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;“But it’s spoiled and I have to play on it still..”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I’m sure you can do it. Ur the cham last year!” Tom smiled. “Come on, let’s go!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*So, they left for the forest*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Here it is!” Tom announced proudly.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Nicole looked ahead. There it was, under the shining moonlight, the old grand piano was beaming magnificently at her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;“Go on, try it.” Dragging her feet slowly, Nicole moved towards the piano.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Thud, thud. Not a note was played when Nicole pressed the keys. “It’s really spoiled Tom.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No it’s not! Watch me.” Indignantly, Tom shouted. He disliked people saying that his piano was spoiled.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Closing his eyes, he played. Once again, the melody was floating all around the forest. It was as if the piano only reacted to Tom’s magic fingers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Awestruck, Nicole asked. “How did you manage to play it?! Furthermore, you are playing the piece I played just now in the exact same way. Chopin’s Etude Op. 10 No. 5. What piano grade are you?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;“Huh, I’m not piano-trained. Can’t afford it. I always played by ear.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-3543179347630542822?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/3543179347630542822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=3543179347630542822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3543179347630542822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3543179347630542822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/man-this-is-tragedy-hai-all-gone.html' title='Man this is tragedy... Hai.  All gone I think..'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-8338858553205982166</id><published>2008-06-04T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T01:32:52.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Actions shall prove everything. You are gonna accept me! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Chapter 2 - Transfer Student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rushing home, Tom packed his little bagpack and ran to school.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;“Hoho you are late as usual Tom.” Michael sneered.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Michael, aged 14, big-sized, leader of a small-time bully gang in class.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Heh, at least I took time to prepare myself. Unlike someone who doesn’t comb his hair or zip his pants.” Tom jeered back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;“UR LOOKING FOR A FIGHT EH? SURE YOU GOT IT!” On his feet, Michael shouted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey hey Ajino’s coming. Don’t risk getting punished now.” A member of the gang hushed Michael.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ajino, aged 38, music teacher.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;“We have a new student in class from this semester onwards. Everyone, welcome Nicole.” Ajino announced as he stepped into the class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; “Hello everyone, my name is Nicole and I’m from the city. It’s nice to meet everyone here.” Nicole introduced herself with a smile, and then took her seat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alright today, I will be teaching you the basic &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Legato &lt;/span&gt;piano style. Everyone turn to page …….”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Cleaning up after lesson*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;“Ajino sensei, may I play the piano for awhile?” Nicole asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure, go ahead. Heard you were the champion of your district’s annual piano competition last year.” Ajino answered.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nicole raised her hands above the keys, and slowly lowered them. Once the keys met her hands, Tom immediately looked at her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What is this tune? It’s so captivating.” Tom said to himself.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Chopin’s Etu&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;de Op. 10 No. 5? That’s a nice rendition from you, Nicole.” Ajino commented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"So that's Chopin." Tom closed his eyes and swayed with the music. Unknowingly, the notes have already imprinted themselves into Tom's head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-8338858553205982166?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/8338858553205982166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=8338858553205982166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8338858553205982166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8338858553205982166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/actions-shall-prove-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-2470635141281157970</id><published>2008-06-03T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T06:47:30.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Chapter 1 - The Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“When can this ever end…?” Disgusted, Tom thought to himself. “They are always quarreling.” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You better clean up your room at this instant!” Housekeeper shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;“Nah can’t you see how fking busy I am now? Later will you?” Mum rebutted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Tom, aged 14, son of a prostitute, lives with his mother in the dangerous street by the forest. Dressed in torn and tattered clothes and looking skinny for his age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;He has those bright,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;green &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;eyes that people get captivated with at first sight.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Gonna get out of this place!” Tom decided. With this, he ran to the heart of the forest, where his one and only companion is. Over there, he is in his own world, free of troubles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;“You are always here for me.” Tom smiled, patting his buddy. An old grand piano. He opened the lid and sat on the piano bench. “Hmmm…” He relaxed. Closing his eyes, he played his favourite melody that he heard from the TV once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Melodious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;tunes came from the piano, that even little animals came out to enjoy the tune.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This never fails to cheer me up...” Lying on the piano, he fell asleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-2470635141281157970?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/2470635141281157970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=2470635141281157970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/2470635141281157970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/2470635141281157970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/chapter-1-boy-when-can-this-ever-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-5998210786967544069</id><published>2008-06-03T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T07:53:37.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Many things I don't know why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's tough. Nobody understands. My parents too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Please help me..&lt;/span&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/335347177448421769-5998210786967544069?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/5998210786967544069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=5998210786967544069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/5998210786967544069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/5998210786967544069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/many-things-i-dont-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-7833958315245579570</id><published>2008-06-02T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T01:50:28.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish you all the happiness you can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna be a burden to you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I'm not doing you any good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just don't forget this friend over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-7833958315245579570?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/7833958315245579570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=7833958315245579570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7833958315245579570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7833958315245579570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-993234494572500203</id><published>2008-06-01T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T05:27:19.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>It is originally today that we will celebrate our 4th year together. That's just too bad now. Just ranting... After the sichuan incident, though I didn't watch the show, I was thinking. If some disasters happen to singapore and something happens to you, I will seriously regret it like there's no end.. Like... What's the last thing I can say to you. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm my laptop's gonna die soon I think. Maybe it's time to get a new com...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have nothing much to post today. Not a good day for me. Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-993234494572500203?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/993234494572500203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=993234494572500203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/993234494572500203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/993234494572500203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-6540818885326829979</id><published>2008-05-23T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T08:18:31.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey hey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How's everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just realised that day that the $400 thingy that I'm sharing with my sister was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;fake &lt;/span&gt;-.- Kenna scammed by her. Actually no need pay 1. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Was being notified that I will be doing an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Industrial Project&lt;/span&gt;, which means I'm doing major project and attachments together. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Gonna start in July and end around Jan - Feb&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Will be doing a project (regarding Second Life) for the Monetary Association of Singapore&lt;/span&gt;. Remaining time to graduation maybe I can go overseas attachment? not sure... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My classmates are going to Genting in June. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I'm very very eager to go along with them&lt;/span&gt;, since I didn't go the other time. Was just too bad, many guy friends can't go. I will be the only guy around those girls, so &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I backed out&lt;/span&gt;. Sign when will the chance come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;When I was told about this trip, I suddenly thought of our trip to Genting that we were saying last time. When can we go? Will we ever go together? =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Just hope that you are happy with your life now, even though the exams are nearer. I know you are doing it, but... Put in your best effort ok? Remember to chill and relax at times too! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'll wait. Til you talk to me. Til we are back. When the time finally comes, it's gonna be great! Starting all over. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Work hard Daryl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-6540818885326829979?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/6540818885326829979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=6540818885326829979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6540818885326829979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6540818885326829979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/05/hey-hey.html' title='Hey hey'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-3676184942817607724</id><published>2008-05-14T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T08:08:16.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take your sweet sweet time</title><content type='html'>hmm... Jesse McCartney's song. Guitar tune at the start is mesmerising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes... take your time people... Then comes these questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i still hang on? Should i still try as what you wanted me to in the past...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;shall be the first person i will take around singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to it. Please do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-3676184942817607724?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/3676184942817607724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=3676184942817607724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3676184942817607724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3676184942817607724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/05/take-your-sweet-sweet-time.html' title='Take your sweet sweet time'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-6700640746092125887</id><published>2008-05-11T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T11:59:35.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How's life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hello, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;after so long, I'm finally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; to really have an entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How's life everyone?&lt;/span&gt; It had been very busy for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Firstly, had the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;semi-finals&lt;/span&gt; on 24th April. With full business suit, we went to Microsoft with all our equipments. It was indeed an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;exciting experience&lt;/span&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I w&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;presenter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;for my &lt;/span&gt;team and I promoted our project to the judges. Just nice, our session's judges we&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;re &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my school's director&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;NYP's director&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; from Microsoft Sin&lt;/span&gt;gapore. We can all see the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;biasness&lt;/span&gt; to a whole new level. Haha... Our school's director was like helping us, while the NYP's director was like opposing us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example we asked the panel &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;whether they have used youtube, blogger, friendster or facebook before&lt;/span&gt;. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NYP director said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Like wth you are a director you never use them before? Lol! But nonetheless, it was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;successful&lt;/span&gt; presentation, the panel loved our idea and our presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to some political issues whereby 1 school can't have 2 teams entering the top 3, we ended up as 1 of the top 6. So here goes my Imaginecup experience...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Next, we will all be having our &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Major Project&lt;/span&gt;, followed by our &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;attachments&lt;/span&gt;. Damn I'm gonna get the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;project award&lt;/span&gt; for the MP. Gonna be busyyyyyyyyyyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"This is so 'cool', been to Subway recently, felt the nostalgia there. Walked past some girls, smelled their perfume, felt the nostalgia again. Bad feeling I should say... Though it's good to bask in the memories." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Mother's Day dinner I wasn't able to make it. My parents, my grandparents, my sisters, 6 people in total went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Phin's Beerhouse n Grill&lt;/span&gt; for dinner. Cool the bill was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;$400+&lt;/span&gt;. And I'm sharing it with my sister, so gonna deduct $200+ from bank soooooon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Goals&lt;/span&gt; are further strengthened. Shall prove people wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Good night! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-6700640746092125887?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/6700640746092125887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=6700640746092125887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6700640746092125887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6700640746092125887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/05/hows-life.html' title='How&apos;s life?'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-1688929596654436558</id><published>2008-01-26T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T12:16:43.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;im me&lt;/span&gt;. its difficult to change it. furthermore with this character of mine, i tend to give in, to conform, rather than to rebutt or dissent. With this character of mine, i tend to be more forgiving and im able to forget damn easily. With this character of mine, i tend to be more sensitive, in a way i worry a lot about how people will feel/think. With this character of mine, i tend to forget what i do or say before in the past. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe its with this character of mine that it made u think im not mature enough for u, be it inside or outside. But are u mature enough also? i shall not touch on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You had been saying that im pissing u off these days. Whenever we talk, it also ended up like tat. But why? im only saying how i feel. don i have the right to say tat out? to defend myself to a certain extent? seriously im just only giving in. i don wanna say much cos i know i wont gain anything from it. i always type/key in stuffs, den ended up changing the words cos i think its too harsh. Maybe my character is too soft. But who cares, im cool with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I cant communicate with u anymore. You think im pissing u off everytime too. But what am i supposed to do if i cant communicate with u anymore? i really do not know. Let's be friends instead. It's for the better of us. I really dare not take this chance that ur giving me. what if next time when we are better, and the same thing happens again. furthermore i will be 'camping' in school soon, and im also going into NS soon. And ur having ur As. With a weak relationship, we wont last through these periods too. This weak character of mine is kicking in again. I seriously hate myself for not having the courage to believe in us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nevertheless, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I really appreciate that i met a person like u. U opened me to many new sights. U taught me many new things. U made me changed for the better at some points. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm sorry i cant accompany u past your A levels. I'm sorry for turning u from a cheerful girl full of hopes into some1 u are now. &lt;/span&gt;I don think u wan me to be there on ur 18th birthday. I think my parents really thought that we will be together til marriage. But it seems like maybe we really don't click that perfectly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Sincerely, thanks for stepping into my life and being part of it. Thanks for all the care and concern u gave to me. Thanks for all the words u said to me. Thanks for all the time u spent with me. Thanks for everything u done/are doing for me, whether i know it or not. Thanks for everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;May we still be good friends who will confide in each other......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;. Please at least remain as a fren with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Will i regret this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I don't want to do this at all. But i know that ur very tired and very sicked of everything now. i know ur feeling very down at this period of time. but if i don do this, u will end up feeling worst. im feeling very sad now, but maybe i deserve it. for not being a good bf, a good supporter, a good confider. I still love you. But nothing i say will help salvage the r/s cos i just cant do it right....... We shall see in time to come, if fate allows it........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-1688929596654436558?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/1688929596654436558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=1688929596654436558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1688929596654436558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1688929596654436558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/01/me.html' title='ME'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-4032321367762749214</id><published>2008-01-21T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T08:24:42.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lol week 4 this year. which means 4 more weeks left to 1 months vacation. counting down~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CNY, sa birthday, valentine's day coming soon. but all these events are during week 6-8 of the term. hmm will there be time? hope so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this vacation i decided to go for the nepal community service trip. tat will also be 1 of my cds tat i have to take. think its gonna be fun spending 10 days there helping them set up com labs or stuffs like tat. more of the experience and to see the country etc ^^ didnt buy any digi cam in last time. if not can take some pics. my parents also very cute. $1500 the whole price they say split among me, dad, mum, each $500. lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Attended a grooming + business etiquette course today from 9-11.30am by Ms Audrey Quek. she's a miss singapore in 1999, now as the principal consultant in her own image consultancy company i think. lol its pretty fun and interesting the stuffs she went through. there's even fine dining etiquette. at the end of it i went to get her business card. lol &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kinda stoned these days. theres loads to do, but sometimes it seemed i got blocked somewhere. doing the assignments halfway and suddenly found myself staring into blank and cant continue at all. not sure why though. many many submissions this semester. next sem will be better i think, tats why all lecturers said. there will only be 2 electives if i go for the nepal trip. 2 electives which is 10 hrs a week of school only. =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;things are gonna be better i suppose. any1 has any songs to send? i have about 600+ songs in my folder but i seemed to keep hearing the same songs everytime -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;hope ur happy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-4032321367762749214?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/4032321367762749214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=4032321367762749214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4032321367762749214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4032321367762749214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/01/lol-week-4-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-8336214986100967031</id><published>2008-01-09T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T08:20:10.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANDOM RANTSSSSSS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's a long time since i last posted. School reopened. 6 and a half more weeks to semester holidays. But everything seems to be going into the pits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I always thought that this problem between us will not affect me anymore. Not like in the past. I wanna make sure personal matters do not affect my school/work life. But it seems like my friends are right. The problems are subconsciously making me slower and slower. Im getting affected. Shit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I really don't understand. Why are you doing things like this suddenly. Seriously sometimes u make me think that you really zzzz. Why have you changed so much. Why are you ignoring me nowadays. Why are you treating me worse than a friend. Why do you talk to me in such hostility. Why do you get angry over me with such small matters. Why are you so petty over small things. Why don't you tell me anything. If you are gonna be like that with me, why didn't you wanna break up for the moment like i suggested that night. You said you haven't make up your mind. You said you didn't thought of that before. Are you sure????? You said you don't wanna break up yet cos you still wanna give chances. So give chances..... by doing such shitty things on me? Seriously, please go and think. Think of the way you treat people. Or rather, think of the way you treat me. Is it justified? You don't like to do things you don't wanna do. So why do you keep making me do that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;it's not like I wanna break up or what. Sometimes you really make me think that you really changed too much. Even when I'm feeling down or something, I just wanna talk to you. Just a simple chat, or looking at the stuffs you are shopping online. These small, little simple things will cheer me up too. But what do i get? You tell me not to bother you when I'm sian, when I'm tired, when I'm angry or whatever. Is this what a girlfriend should say to a boyfriend when he is feeling down? Even if you don't wanna listen to my downs, can't you at least like tell me? In stead of saying that it will make you moodless or change you mood or whatever nonsense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Even after doing all these, you still expect me to change to give you what I want. You are right in front of me, but yet I don't recognise you at all. Where is the you I loved ages ago. I know that ou think I'm not the same too. But do I do all these to you? Do i treat you the way you treated me? I really don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;There was once when its so 'yuan wang' for me. It's not I wanna show off or whatever. I knew you had trouble writing essays. I knew you had trouble with grammar sometimes. I wanna help you improve. I just merely correct a spelling mistake. You shot me back. Saying I made you feel useless or whatever. Like O.O??? I'm helping you to improve, why are you shooting me down? I even said it in a proper way, not in a sarcastic or egoistic way, and I got such a return. Seriously I don't understand you these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seriously hope this thing will stop affecting my school. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I wanna concentrate on my remaining semesters.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I wanna get my distinctions that I missed out from year 1 til now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I wanna get my overseas SIP.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I wanna get my competition wins. I wanna get my 1K into 10K.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I wanna get my driving license and my own car before I get into the army.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I wanna prove to all who thought I can't do it or discourage me to do it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I wanna prove to my very own brother that he is not better than me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know this is a shitty post but who cares. No1 comes to read it anyway. This page where you once set up with me, do you still visit it? Is it going to turn into a page where I throw all my troubles in? Is it going to turn into a page where I post all my achievements? I really don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Going through a tiring school routine now, with numerous submissions every week. NUMEROUS until even the lecturers themselves said they gonna postpone the submissions -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Going through a rough time with my ex group mates now. Totally like friends into disacquaintance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Door's opening soon for me. I hope I don't even need to open this door. ZZZ&lt;/span&gt; Some things never changed. I still love you. But I can't stand the way you treat me/do things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ignore this post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-8336214986100967031?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/8336214986100967031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=8336214986100967031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8336214986100967031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8336214986100967031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2008/01/random-rantssssss.html' title='RANDOM RANTSSSSSS'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-2039329178911020036</id><published>2007-12-16T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T11:27:53.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons to wat i meant</title><content type='html'>so...... how do u expect us to solve problems when u always don wanna continue in the middle of our talk. "i think you have to talk things out with him/her". tats wat ppl always say. but i always cant seem to do it with u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not that i wanna ask u to think. its just tat i reached an answer after thinking through about a lot of things. i just want u to realise the same thing. its not our fault that we are like tat now. its the time. the duration we have been together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant we experience tat kind of feeling that u always wanted? cos we know each other too well already. theres v little place where we can chance upon something new about each other. we already know wat each other is like, how we behave, how we think, etc. its v difficult to get tat kind of feeling back. not tat i gave up. but i just find it difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somemore why do u sms me in that kind of tone. its worse than friends. its like total strangers. everytime i sms u i see ur reply like tat i totally sian diao. the way u reply ur friends are even better u know. i know its cos u don feel like smsing me. u don feel like talking to me. but if u feel this way, no matter wat i do it also wont help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked around and talked to my friends about this problem. my listening ears consist of both guys and girls; in fact there were more girls. i told them about ur expectations and my expectations. but the things they say are all the same. tats why i cant help thinking... is ur expectations too high? or am i too lousy for u. why do i feel this way? read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep thinking.. how to get tat kind of feeling back. wat are we missing now compared to in the past. truthfully, we are not missing anything. its the mindset and thinking of us tat have changed. u gave both of us a chance tat time. so why did it not turn out well? cos we are used to tat kind of result. its been like tat for months. by nature, we will feel the same way. its the same way as st john competition. judges give higher marks to dunman high cos they are used to their good performance. naturally they get high marks even if they perform normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try kissing another guy. u will feel the difference immediately. tats why i say its not the fault of ours. its the duration. its from this duration that i think ur expectations are impossible. understand now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wat to say. i just hope u understand, even though i know its impossible to get the same thinking as i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watever the outcome, just make sure its really wat u wan. and be happy at the end. before tat, pls at least think through wat i say... maybe we shld stop, and look at things in a different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still love u as much as last time, even if u don.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-2039329178911020036?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/2039329178911020036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=2039329178911020036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/2039329178911020036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/2039329178911020036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/12/so.html' title='Reasons to wat i meant'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-8868295328901452549</id><published>2007-12-11T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T08:25:56.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Long time since i last posted. hmm so many things happened. but nvm la its all over. tml is my ecsd evaluation. 8 weeks of chionging e-commerce website is finally over. will we get distinction? it all depends on tml. den on thurs, which is tml, my software engineering evaluation. This subject is the subject im 85% sure that i will get distinction. lol -.- but theres still this unsure feeling about these 2 subjects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;after tat, i will be going for my class bbq on friday. on that day, those peeps say they wanna go pasir ris park skate cycle etc. so i think bbq at pasir ris park. lol... they celebrating jackie's birthday there too. hope it will be fun ba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;a year is coming to an end so soon. wat have i accomplish? come to think of it, actually i gained a lot of things. but in turn, i lost a lot of things with my girl. have been thinking a lot. but came to no conclusion. hmm... maybe it will be better next time? i dunno... my optimistic self seems to be taking a holiday for almost a year. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i just hope tat whatever u do, make sure u are happy and comfortable with it yea? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-8868295328901452549?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/8868295328901452549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=8868295328901452549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8868295328901452549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8868295328901452549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/12/long-time-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-7985360419807815929</id><published>2007-12-01T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T07:20:01.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Found this on the net. dunno whether its true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;7 points to  stoke international feminist anger and create cheap controversy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) &lt;/strong&gt;Buy them flowers. Simple and always effective. The only time this does not work is when you are trying to mask something bad you have done. Note - guilt flowers do not work, and will make it worse.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)&lt;/strong&gt; Always do what they are waiting for you to do. I used to think this was “being too obvious” but no, it isn’t. If your woman complains that you never announce your love for her, then do it within the next 10 minutes. If she mentions that you never get her flowers, then get them the next time you step outside the door. Believe me, being obvious is a good deal better than being wrong.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) &lt;/strong&gt;Compliment them to a ridiculous level. This goes for both sexes , but women are especially happy to soak up compliments. Note: stretching the truth a little here is acceptable, but if you find yourself lying to your woman every single time you compliment her, then you have yourself a problem. Solution: get a new woman, or let her get a new guy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4)&lt;/strong&gt; Breakfast in bed. Oh yes, a timeless classic. Arriving at 8:30 on a Sunday with a tray containing toast, an egg, a cup of tea and a newspaper will make you Prince Charming for a whole week. And since you are both close to the bed, it’s a win-win situation (meaning that you will, hopefully, get laid).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) &lt;/strong&gt;Clean the fucking flat. I do not mean to suggest that all men are slobs and that woman are always clean, but scientific research has shown that, in general, woman have a lower complexity threshold than men (I DID have a link here, but I lost it…) and therefore get more affected by untidiness (not all, but on average). So whip out the mop, clean out the cat box and do the washing, you know it’s your turn anyway.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) &lt;/strong&gt;Do unexpected stuff. I do not mean that you should suddenly leap out from behind a door with a pair of tights on your head, I mean NICE unexpected stuff: a sudden dinner, an unexpected massage, or a weekend trip somewhere. This is fun for everybody, and is another win-win situation (sex).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7)&lt;/strong&gt; Remember dates. Oh very important, this one, and these days, with the average man carrying around more computer power that the Apollo program, there is no excuse at all. Think google calendar, think outlook, think ICQ, think a piece of paper pinned to your desk at work, just THINK. Dates are important, and not just for your loved one, so work it out!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And finally, a note to all men – the ladies fall in love with us for our charm and rough edges, but they will only keep us when we show that we can take a certain degree of training. Remember, a good woman will change you, but it’s almost always for the better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-7985360419807815929?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/7985360419807815929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=7985360419807815929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7985360419807815929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7985360419807815929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/12/found-this-on-net.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-3863886086373271094</id><published>2007-11-19T07:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T07:51:16.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow a statement struck me hard. i don even know whether u were joking or not. it really struck me hard. is it true? lol... =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dam this headache of mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-3863886086373271094?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/3863886086373271094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=3863886086373271094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3863886086373271094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/3863886086373271094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/11/wow-statement-struck-me-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-4117611834813339240</id><published>2007-11-15T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T10:53:53.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Promises i made, i always cant fulfil them the way i want them to be. i really dunno wat to do. im always giving u false hopes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; am i good enough for u? i am really unsure. i wanna try til the very end. but if trying means making u stick with me when u have no feelings, wat good will it be. i really dunno..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After thinking through all these times, i realise i still love u very much. I know maybe u will be happy outside without me always burdening u. I want to let u go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But everytime i remember those times we went through, our ice cream sessions, watching movies with my parents, our long hours of shopping, studying together, meals together, they are all so memorable and fun. I cant bear to let all these go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I cant bear the thought of this. wat if we brk up, den next time i happen to go those places we went together. Pepper lunch, marina sq, suntec, airport, seoul garden, etc. how will i feel? will i regret? i really cant think of it. it makes me feel very scared, very sad everytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i wanna cherish the girl who made me change so much in my life. the girl who made me realise who am i. the girl who made me wake up. but she is unhappy.. can some1 please tell me wat to do?&lt;/span&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/335347177448421769-4117611834813339240?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/4117611834813339240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=4117611834813339240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4117611834813339240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4117611834813339240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/11/promises-i-made-i-always-cant-fulfil.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-5040049384849836223</id><published>2007-11-10T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T09:36:55.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have many things to blog about at first. Was so happy tml i can finally see sa. but now everything changed. Seriously i dunno wat happen to her these few weeks. i know she had been busy looking for jobs cos her holidays getting shorter as time goes by. i know she is worried about her 2nd year life in school. she had been worried about her lack of money cos hols no allowance. i know i had been saying the wrong things and irritated her. but i don mean anything like tat. all i wan is to help her. it just turns out tat im asking those 'stupid' qns. i know i always cant help her. so i try to ask or do less of those stupid things le. she must be feeling tat she got a v useless bf who cant help her at all. only know how to irritate and make things worse. furthermore not like im good looking or build or watever tat girls wan. hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;now she found her job le. promos also over le. i know she worried about next year. she will be alone. i have school. i will definitely find time to meet her. but i know she doesnt care about tat. she is more worried about having some1 to accompany her in school. eating lunch with her. spending time with her after school. i can understand cos no1 like to be alone. hai.. other ppl in poly can find their gf everyday even when they have schools. why cant i. i just dunno why. surely they cant be skipping lessons everyday. i just don understand it. sometimes i feel like quitting school and go to work. i will have time for her. i can also have money for us. but i know this will only call for more scoldings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;right after tat, she is suddenly like a changed person. everytime i talk to her normally, she respond like don feel like talking to me. like shes talking to a stranger. i don like this feeling at all. i don even know wat is she thinking nowadays. she keeps everything to herself now. we don communicate as much now. i really don like this. all she talks about is her shows. but wat i really wan to know is her feelings. there is surely something wrong somewhere. i just dunno why she is like tat. did i do something wrong again? did i neglect her while im doing my projects? hai tml is the day tat im waiting so long to come so i can meet her. but even tat she say don meet le. i really dunno why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ever since last time she says she is always putting on a mask everytime. now she says she is also putting on a mask even when she is in front of me. am i really tat bad tat she cant be herself when she is with me? everytime she says she can relax when she is with me. is tat true? if it is, why is she saying tat she is not her true self even when she is with me. why?? she says she cant believe in my words. she says she cant understand me. why is tat so... why am i difficult to understand. am i really still a liar? why doesnt she wan to tell me anything now. why must she do this to me at the end of every year, when the holidays are here. last year was the same. now it happened again. she is going to work too. there will be even lesser communication. i really feel like crying. theres no1 else to talk to. sometimes i feel like talking to my parents about everything. but i just dunno how to say. i wan some advice. wat can i do to change everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ever since last time, i have to reading things about how to be a good bf. to be a better bf. i have been doing everything except for the part about giving surprises. giving flowers. giving candies. but the rest, i have done all of them. i have been supporting her. i have been listening to her. even though my time is tight, i still find time for her when i can. but wat is wrong. everyone says tat love must not expect anything in return. love must be unconditional. i do things without expecting her to do the same. i can seriously swear on tat. troubles she tell me i will listen and say my opinion. troubles i tell her sometimes she nv even talk about it or say anything. i said nvm cos she has her own probs. but wat else do i need to be a better bf. i really dunno.. i need advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im feeling very terrible now. i wanna know everything but i cant. year end is here. christmas is coming. my birthday is coming. from young i had always hoped for my gf to spend my birthday with me watching the christmas lights. and staying on til christmas day. im still waiting for it to happen will it happen this year? i doubt so. jasmine's tarot card predictions said tat this year will be an alright year for us. but next yr onwards she dunno. so is this good prediction coming to an end? hai i really dunno. my head is spinning with all the thoughts. seriously, if i nv had been born, my frens can have a better team mate. my sisters can have a better brother. my parents can have less 1 child to take care of. financial stuffs wont be so difficult. sa can be happier without some1 irritating her and not understanding her needs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;guys listen to these songs. they totally portrays my feelings now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;蒲公英的约定 - the last paragraph and the chorus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;在走廊上罚站打手心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;我们却注意窗边的蜻蜓&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;我去到哪里你都跟很紧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;很多的梦在等待着进行&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;一起长大的约定&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 那样清晰打过勾的我相信&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 说好要一起旅行&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 是你如今唯一坚持的任性&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;一起长大的约定&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;那样真心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;与你聊不完的曾经&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;而我已经分不清&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;你是友情还是错过的爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;我不配 - the chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;这感觉已经不对&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;我努力在挽回&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;一些些应该体贴的感觉我没给&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;你嘟嘴许的愿望很卑微在妥协&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;是我忽略你不过要人陪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;这感觉已经不对&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;我最后才了解&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;一页页不忍翻阅的情节你好累&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;你默背为我掉过几次泪多憔悴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;而我心碎你受罪你的美&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;我不配&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really hope everything will go back to normal again. i wanna be the one supporting her. i don wan her to be alone. if she is suffering, i wan to protect her. if she is lonely, i wan to be there for her. if she is sad, i wan to be the 1 to cheer her up. we have all sorts of dreams together in future. i don wan them to be like the chorus of the 1st song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know things will be better soon...&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/335347177448421769-5040049384849836223?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/5040049384849836223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=5040049384849836223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/5040049384849836223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/5040049384849836223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/11/have-many-things-to-blog-about-at-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-5179274439311913349</id><published>2007-10-29T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T08:26:01.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its just 1 week after sch reopen and im feeling so stress. 8 weeks of rush hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im taking only 2 subjects (with no exams), 1 is software engineering, another is about creating e-commerce websites where ppl can shop and make transactions online. Weee it sounds so simple rite? 2 subjects only. no exams somemore. its hell -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;now we changed to block teaching. we have to squeeze in 18 hrs of the e-commerce thing and 10 hrs of the software engineering in 1 week. everyday 5 hrs lab, 3 hrs lec, etc. and almost every week we have to hand in assignments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By week 5 we have to hand in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;completely working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; website so tat the teacher can shop online, pay using credit card, etc. like wth... 5 weeks only! furthermore these 2 subs are problem based learning..... everything we have to find out on our own. hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sometimes my team members oso v sian. call them see this must ask like 5 times. they call me when i busy den they will pull me. zz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i really dunno how to adjust to this block teaching. now i have v little time to meet sa. tats why i always wanted dinners tgt but sometimes i know she cant. hmm i really hope nth will go wrong. i need to increase my gpa til at least 3.33 by end of this sem. really need to. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai... just some random rants.&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/335347177448421769-5179274439311913349?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/5179274439311913349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=5179274439311913349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/5179274439311913349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/5179274439311913349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/10/stressed.html' title='Stressed!'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-1592885921894166296</id><published>2007-10-17T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T03:20:43.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For days, I sat waiting. Waiting for the someone to pick me up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally the day arrived. Sitting patiently, I beamed to everyone whom I see. They all said I'm beautiful. Finally 1 night, I was out with my partner. She laid on something soft and shone as bright as she can to the someone. The surprised look on her face made my partner felt more confident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi everyone.  This is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CpHPIyc7iyM/RxXfIdZXy5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/U7I4YUIujFE/s1600-h/ring.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CpHPIyc7iyM/RxXfIdZXy5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/U7I4YUIujFE/s320/ring.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122245487626800018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I represent 2 people; the excitement, fun and joy they have together; the anxiety and concern  they have when 1 is down; the care they have for each other when 1 is tired; the willingness to help each other; the understanding they have for each other; the understanding they share for each other; the time they spend on each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small and fragile as I may seem, but I'm actually very strong and full of the force to keep these 2 people together. Everyday, they will look at me, and think of each other. Everyday, they will protect me as though they are protecting each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am Love and my partner is Trust. Together as a pair, we form the rings that represent eternity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We bind the 2 people together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is never a finishing line for them as they are in our circle of eternity.&lt;br /&gt;______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa just left my house. What happened? think i must have done something to make her feel hurt. think i need to explain things fast. hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not what u think sa. Im sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-1592885921894166296?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/1592885921894166296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=1592885921894166296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1592885921894166296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1592885921894166296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/10/for-days-i-sat-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CpHPIyc7iyM/RxXfIdZXy5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/U7I4YUIujFE/s72-c/ring.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-2284177519966356621</id><published>2007-10-08T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T06:23:35.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;its been 1 week since i finished working. lol got 1061.75 at the end of the 3 full weeks. its an enjoyable experience though sometimes its frustrating &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sa is currently having her promo exams. She is trying her best le, so pls let her at least pass the papers yea? *pray pray*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everyday she study til so late, i see le oso heart pain. everynight drive night shift taxi =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes drive halfway fall asleep too... later car crash. lol but lucky theres me to wake her up. (",) hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Soon her exams will be over, den we can go shop, eat, do watever we wan lo. woots like finally escape frm a cave after being stranded like tat. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hmm sa if u are seeing this, rmb. must always have confidence in urself yea? own the papers instead. if cannot, at least must try ur best. tong gui yu jing with the papers. lol -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;JIA YOU!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-2284177519966356621?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/2284177519966356621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=2284177519966356621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/2284177519966356621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/2284177519966356621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-4892414916274303797</id><published>2007-09-16T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T03:52:15.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Back from work. lol today is the most sian day of my 7 days working til now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st thing is im already not in a good mood le. den those night shift ppl dunno why. they irritating to me. i just cant work with them well... keep telling me what to do when i already know those things. somemore their lane not packed yet. they ask me for cartons i give them. i ask them for cartons they ask me go take and make, when my lane is already so full and they still have existing cartons. totally dumbasses. even 1 old guy in morning shift de oso complain about them and scold them in hokkien. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i wont be working on sunday if the night shift work on tat day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somemore sa is ignoring me again. i dunno wat to do. totally no mood the whole day. and tat guy from night shift keep irritating me i feel like beating him. zzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai the wu gui is smiling at me so sweetly telling me not to give up but wait.. the smiley is smiling at me with the 'be happy' on the body. but i cant seem to do so. i feel so tired. i dunno wat is going to happen. i hate these periods a lot. im so looking forward to end my work in 2 weeks time and get my pay. so i can have the time to acc sa and destress before her main exam. but now im not sure whether tat will happen. i really dunno wat to do. and i have no1 to talk to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Just read finish the post on 5th august. How i wish those days will come back... i see couples everywhere on my way home. they made me think about our happy times. i really cant wait for those times to come again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I miss you lots..... Please come back.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-4892414916274303797?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/4892414916274303797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=4892414916274303797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4892414916274303797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/4892414916274303797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-from-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-8766532822353106569</id><published>2007-09-10T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T06:56:31.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lol today is the first day of my hols job. Working in airport's cargo area inside a warehouse factory. For DHL company under 1 contractor. What i do is to pack the relevant cardboard boxes into other boxes... -.- the 1st box contains those goods. I have to see the DN for the 'ship to:' and 'sold to:' code den pack base on tat. Have to know the different sizes to use to pack too. Starting was quite a lot to rmb but after tat was quite easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time seeing so many cardboard boxes in 1 place. lol practically EVERYWHERE has a cardboard box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down side is that i have to stand at the same spot the whole day and do the same thing. kinda boring and tiring. When im walking home i felt giddy and have no strength. dunno why think lack of slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to get my pay soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hmm i thought she knows the effort i put in in doing those things... why does she still say things like tat? totally make me don feel like doing them anymore. I know she wans me to be on par with others, if not better.... but im trying my best already... i trained til my whole body ache and i also carried my goods while feeling the ache. But im not complaining cos i thought she know im putting in effort. but turn out... =/ She didnt even ask me about today. hai... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i dunno ba. she's been feeling not like her lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Really hope she can cope with her promos. I know she's feeling stressed about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;What am i doing? Working almost the whole day, gyming for the rest. I cant even help her. hai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;pls don think craps and make tat happen again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-8766532822353106569?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/8766532822353106569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=8766532822353106569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8766532822353106569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8766532822353106569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/09/lol-today-is-first-day-of-my-hols-job.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-7196588413302108242</id><published>2007-09-05T08:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T08:51:53.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hehe just had an enjoyable day with sa and her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning went to eat kfc (planned for a light meal) den went to SWENSENS!!! for ice cream. woots!! ordered regular earthquake 8 scoops. we chose mango!!!!! lol..., sticky chewy choc, strawberry, ol' vanilla, lime sherbet, thin mint, the chips thingy flavour, 1 more i forgot =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was nice!!! and fun to eat with sa too. hehe we took some pics. i dunno how to upload pics -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after tat went to far east with her frens. we walked around and nv buy anything. only her friends bought. after tat we left for tampines mall and sa bought a shorts (even though its not white). i will pray for ur white!! sa wear le nice leh... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so so enjoyable to go out with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i have been busy looking for jobs + acc sa these days. still cant find... hope i get my job soon soon SOON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-7196588413302108242?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/7196588413302108242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=7196588413302108242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7196588413302108242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7196588413302108242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/09/hehe-just-had-enjoyable-day-with-sa-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-8115696891194527064</id><published>2007-09-01T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T11:20:17.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>deleted...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-8115696891194527064?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/8115696891194527064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=8115696891194527064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8115696891194527064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8115696891194527064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/09/deleted.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-6922231248271447427</id><published>2007-08-16T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T11:10:53.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Late at night now. Sa searching for her pw, difficult to find the articles =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm exams are coming soon. Tml is the last day of school and next week til thursday is my study week. Friday onwards exam le... My last chance to pull up my gpa before i split class.&lt;br /&gt;=( hai... dunno can or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to watch movie with sa and her friends. Watched Rush Hour 3. lol so funny some parts of the movie. But i find this 3rd movie kinda short? very fast end. &gt;.&lt; watch =")"&gt;.&lt; study ="D"&gt;.&lt; but if pass, they will give back $200 and I will be a qualified SAP consultant. hehe... But too bad this thing only has 20 seats for year 2s and 3s. So i may not be chosen -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy hols, but I will go out with Sa on my free time. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sa, I wanna hug u... don get too stressed these days ok? I massage massage =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-6922231248271447427?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/6922231248271447427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=6922231248271447427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6922231248271447427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6922231248271447427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/08/late-at-night-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-8405700929489204752</id><published>2007-08-13T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T12:20:02.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These few days are filled with loneliness. lol... no la, just tat i miss sa too much. hmm she's v busy and stressed these days.. i wonder how i can help her =/ Guess after wednesday when i hand in my brochure, i will be free of assignments... hehe den study for exams liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai... something happen just now and i forgot wat i wanna blog about le. sa's sis sms her say all those things tat were so untrue.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa... don think about it le ok? everything is alright de. im here supporting u even if ur family is like tat. my family is also here for u. don worry so much..... =/ hai... was like so worried for u the whole night, den no mood do my stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sa, remember anything happen don give up... im here, we can get thru things together... don so easily say u don wanna live..... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-8405700929489204752?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/8405700929489204752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=8405700929489204752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8405700929489204752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8405700929489204752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/08/these-few-days-are-filled-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-6093810065786823386</id><published>2007-08-05T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T10:29:52.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe... i just ate finish pizza. So satisfied =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday watched harry potter and the order of the phoenix with sa + my family + my sis bf. nice movie but didnt quite follow the book. lol... when we went in, wow so many ppl liao. den our seats were the centre de, which contains 8 seats. den we 7 ppl. den theres 2 ppl sitting in the middle of the 8 seats -.- we had to stand there so long block everyone's view -.- lucky they didnt hurry us. end up the 2 ppl went wrong hall lol -.- So nice watching movie with sa.. long time no watch movie with her le. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol... assignments are coming to an end finally. all the due dates are coming up. exams are coming..... means study time soon =p hope i really do it lol -.- tml will be the last time i stay in school til late i think... cos theres a lab test tml from 6 to 8pm, den after tat my grp staying back to finalise things. so i guess we will be until 10+ ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day is coming too. sa and me cannot watch the fireworks again this year... guess we have to wait for the next le. make sure next year can watch ok? =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...... &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sa, u are part of my family (",)      I love u =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-6093810065786823386?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/6093810065786823386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=6093810065786823386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6093810065786823386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6093810065786823386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/08/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-8384976106293058563</id><published>2007-08-01T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T07:10:16.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;&lt; Hey its 1st Aug =D &gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>just came back home. went to acc sa to buy her dog food. she just cut her hair, looks alright to me but she find it short. it actually looks quite nice when u get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wat happen ba. when my hair was short previously, she joked about my hair too. i said i didnt expected him to cut so short, just like her. but well, nevermind... just hope a few days and it will be fine. dreadful for such a thing tohappen on this date..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess its give and take everyday. when something turns out well, u have to sacrifice another. presentation in the morning was good. my group was the most persuasive and presented the best. so morning good = night bad? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days i have been doing my assignments til late at night. its just simply tiring. come home and parents ask things like why i come home so late etc. sa also don seem to care, even when calling, she also said like hear me talk like tat she oso sian then wanna put down the phone. but can i help it? who wouldnt talk like tat when they are tired... =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone is tired, including u and me. all we need is just some encouragement to go on. even one word does wonders. i know im also neglecting things sometimes, tats is why im still trying to improve myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just hope these 3-4 weeks end faster and i get my hols soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i didnt mean anything when i said that, but i guess u took it too seriously. cheer up ba... don get too stressed up. hai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-8384976106293058563?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/8384976106293058563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=8384976106293058563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8384976106293058563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8384976106293058563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/08/hey-its-1st-aug-d.html' title='&lt;&lt; Hey its 1st Aug =D &gt;&gt;'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-6003185115463086822</id><published>2007-07-27T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T05:25:00.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just eaten my dinner, waitin for time to pass so come blogging. Later going to fetch sa home lo. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is another cold day. Wore 2 tops, 1 t shirt and 1 black polo t over it. dunno whether it looks alright not but seems ok to me. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had my lab test. Think its fine ba? hope can at least get an A. 25%... worth a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later when i come back, i must prepare my cmc stuffs for tml le. don even know i can remember the duties, who went, and no. of hours. lol -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pop's mash potato..... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-6003185115463086822?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/6003185115463086822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=6003185115463086822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6003185115463086822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6003185115463086822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-7831338855541938451</id><published>2007-07-26T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T07:38:44.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>flu sux..</title><content type='html'>Weather's been cold everyday... cold til sleep without anything on also = air con. Cold til my fren got flu on tuesday. Cold til it spreaded to me and mum on wednesday. Cold til even today im still having it. Why cant it just go away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to eat medi to slp to cure the flu. end up the medicine made me floaty. made me blur. Sa called me in the morning and i tot i was late for school and i told her i had to hang up. den realise im still 1 hr early. So i call back again but sa's mood was already spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, im now feeling dam cold, sneezing like shit, throat so pain, and really don feel like studying even though i have jap listening test, sociology mock test and dsag lab test tml. Really don feel like doing anything now. hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im worried for her back, i dunno how she is le. im worried for my test, i have no mood to study and i cant study. im worried for sats cmc, i don have the time to do anything. I feel dam stressed now. who can help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;POP's MASH POTATO, warm, juicy, succulent, absolutely yummy... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-7831338855541938451?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/7831338855541938451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=7831338855541938451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7831338855541938451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7831338855541938451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/07/flu-sux.html' title='flu sux..'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-7450616981374011542</id><published>2007-07-18T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T11:04:37.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hehe... This is gonna be the longest post of all til now. So feel like blogging about today's talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a talk by the CEO, Mr Foong, of a local software company called Ecquaria. I found his talk very inspiring. He talked about his &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hindsights&lt;/span&gt; - mistakes he made from his university days til now, on the journey of setting up his own company and being the CEO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a summary, he have 10 points for being &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;successful&lt;/span&gt;. I added in a few of my own explanation of the points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Point 10 - Get real, be real&lt;/span&gt;. Mr Foong told his story. He said that he was passionate about computer science in the university, he did quite well and he had the chance to be attached to a very experienced lecturer. During that time, both of them came out with a very good idea (as told by him). Mr Foong then felt that he should develop more on that idea, since he felt it was very good. He went on to get more into his idea, but he was actually not being true to himself. Even though his idea may be good, his ability at that moment was still limited, but he insisted on doing it. In the end, he had to scrap the idea went on uni as normal. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This shows that we must know our limits. But this does not mean that if out limit is here, we cannot improve. We still can, but we must be real as to how to improve or is there really improvement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Point 9 - Stay faithful.&lt;/span&gt; What does faithful mean in this context? If you are an employee, you are expected to be faithful to the company. Nobody will hire someone who jop-hops frequently, etc. Another meaning to being faithful is that one must follow closely to his objectives. For example, if his idea is on a car, he can go ahead to talk about the different parts of a car, or even other 'almost alike' modes of travelling like the lorry, motorcycle, etc. But if he goes on to talk about things like aeroplanes, trains, then he is not faithful to his own idea. This is shown in software design in this example. If one has an idea, he can develop on that idea and even add in additional features. But he should never let the additional features overright the importance of the main features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Point 8 - Be joyful.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One must be joyful in the area that he is in&lt;/span&gt;. No point being in business if you feel that you cannot engage or gel deep into it. No point setting up this company and letting it fall halfway because you realise you are actually not into this sector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Point 7 - Be hungry.&lt;/span&gt; One must always be hungry for more skills, more information, more opportunities. Mr Foong gave the example of comparing between a singaporean employee with a vietnamese employee. He told us that he once had 2 vietnamese employees who are in a team tgt. They worked on a tough project that last for about 2 weeks. At the end of the *forgot which day, think its the 3rd or 4th day*, they already completed the whole project. Mr Foong was surprised but he figured that due to the 2 not wanting to go back to their poor lives in Vietnam, they were constantly improving and sourcing for more opportunities. A singaporean will not be as hungry as them since most singaporeans live better lives compared to those from developing countries. The bottomline is that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one must always improve himself and must always be ready to seek opportunies that may come anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Point 6 - Stay humble.&lt;/span&gt; One must &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;always be humble and accept that there will still be ways to improve himself&lt;/span&gt;. Only this way will one not be at a standstill when everyone else is improving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Point 5 - Stay connected.&lt;/span&gt; One should always have wide areas of contacts. This will help if one needs to find ppl for sources or opportunities. *Actually this is common sense*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Point 4 - Plug into the community.&lt;/span&gt; One should not always be in the same group of people. It will help if one has experience of working with other people that are not in his regular group. This is for more work experience, more ideas, and is also linked point 5, when one is able to get more contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Point 3 - Challenge your status quo.&lt;/span&gt; This basically means improving from what u are currently at. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ask yourself this question&lt;/span&gt;. If you already had a job with a considerably good pay, and you suddenly had a good idea that can benefit the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Will you continue on your current job or will you leave your job to develop on your idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Point 2 - Obey the absolutes.&lt;/span&gt; I don really know why he said this but it means that one must follow what is right and what is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Point 1 - Enjoy your family and friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; This means that however hardworking u are, or however huge the workload is, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you must always spend time for your family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep there are many more things but i guess i'll keep it til other posts instead. LOL think no1 will read til here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm this week is a bad week for sa and me. Almost every night we are sleeping late and waking up early. Just now see sa's eyes like wa... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; de den look so &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;haggard&lt;/span&gt;. =( Hai sa's parents still don wanna help her. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things going thru my mind these days. lol but well.... yea..... &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X_x&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-7450616981374011542?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/7450616981374011542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=7450616981374011542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7450616981374011542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7450616981374011542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/07/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-7111479454183561994</id><published>2007-07-16T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T07:28:39.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol... finally i have a chance to post. These few days have lots of assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jap got script writing + class test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sociology got individual write up about the movie and I volunteered to help my group do the powerpoint slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- DSAG nth to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- OOAD got milestone 5 need to hand up in 2 weeks time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- DBSY got ongoing assignment this week or next week need hand up i forgot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CSAD assignment part 2 handing up tml. Today stayed til 9+ in school to complete. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE so many assignments. hai how bad can my life be? =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol but i have sa with me. Nth to be afraid =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm harry potter coming soon le... Im so so so so so looking forward to it. lol since my kenny roger dunno when den can eat le =x but nvm la, sure got chance eat de la... hor?? lol... just now my parents dunno why suddenly angry. I came home den mum shouted at everyone -.- den dad bathe finish come out of room see mum shouting den think i dunno say wat rude things to mum den he scold me. zzz hai... nvm la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa is going to have a busy time this week. Everyday gonna go home late. =( den oso dunno got time eat lunch and dinner or not... later her *** can feel becoming thinner again. Lol.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno why, i feel so fortunate to have sa in my life. Everything can be overcome if she's with me. =D I love u sa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-7111479454183561994?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/7111479454183561994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=7111479454183561994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7111479454183561994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7111479454183561994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/07/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-8698156666790529857</id><published>2007-07-08T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T19:52:08.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol went to bravo bbq on sat evening and stayed til the next day... So sleepy at the bbq. lol -.- Soon more and more people left the pit area. Nth to do there anyway, so angeline's bf and his fren keep on playing cards while the rest nth to do there. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go walk with sa but end up walk awhile den she hear frog croak den run back liao. =x&lt;br /&gt;So we went to pitch the tent for some sleep... The ants there dunno eatwat grow de... so small but bite so pain -.- lucky i wearin shoe when pitching. lol bt in the end we shifted the tent to another side for pitching. lol so spacious inside. When sleeping, so many complains eh? =P cos i sleepy ma..... sure will snore loud de... =/ lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, we went to downtown east mac for breakfast. wa the 2 guys really make me v -.- with them, especially the bf. take 1 water dispenser oso must complain -.- hai nvm... now the tent is with me at home. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later going school at 1. need to stay back to assignment. hmmm work hard ba.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know hor, i so looking forward to watcing harry potter. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-8698156666790529857?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/8698156666790529857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=8698156666790529857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8698156666790529857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/8698156666790529857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/07/lol-went-to-bravo-bbq-on-sat-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-1202690212679824095</id><published>2007-07-05T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T07:22:12.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day</title><content type='html'>Today is a bad day for me. Sa and me got back all of our results by today. Both didnt get the results we wanted... hai was aiming As for all, end up get B+ and B. Like 2 or 3 marks to A... hmmm nvm... don wanna say much le. lets just work harder for our main exams ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week's ending soon... theres a bbq on sat evening after training, and ppl are staying overnight. So look forward to it. Can eat lunch with sa at popeye's after training. den maybe can walk around the airport see see here and there. Long time no see planes... lol.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignments are piling up. Hope i can finish them quick so i can get my sleep... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today me and jeremy went to look for his freshie. And theres 1 malay guy who came from ite. kinda pro his com skills for web design and animation. I suppose his programming etc is good too. Heard them talk about the guy's bro investing business and using those tactics, heard them talk about cars, etc. Always like these talks, they make me feel encouraged to move forward closer to my goals. Hope my parents will let me learn driving after my birthday. Gonna drive sa and frens around =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone work hard yea? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-1202690212679824095?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/1202690212679824095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=1202690212679824095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1202690212679824095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/1202690212679824095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/07/bad-day.html' title='Bad day'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-6206876734729657961</id><published>2007-07-04T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T00:28:37.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe new post. And i just cut my hair... SO DAM BLODDY SHORT NOW!! x_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back my CSAD term test result. Got 31.5/50... sad. I expected at least a 40. End up my last question got 0/10. zzzzzzzzzzzzzz hai... nvm just gotta pull up the overall grade. Hope other subs can be better when i get them back tml =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring school nowadays. But fun is starting soon... Presentations and assignment meetings coming. lol -.- But they are fun... At least better than going to lectures/tutorials/lab and learn nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa got back her result too. Didnt do too well i guess... But nevermind, work harder on the following ones. This time the tests only 20%, can pull up de like what im doing. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard there's a China trip during the sem break.. $600 for about a whole week. And there's another community involvement trip to Laos too. $600++ for about 5-6 days i think. Dunno which to go.... The china de seems more fun. But well, also no money for any... =(&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, why will some people like to 'say' others so much... And why will some people be such professional hyprocrites... lol i don understand... But anyway, it's none of my business so... i just don care ba... =/&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sa is having CO now... while i so hot at home blogging. Hope she cheers up after CO.. Seems so moody just now. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my hair's to be blamed....... -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-6206876734729657961?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/6206876734729657961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=6206876734729657961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6206876734729657961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/6206876734729657961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/07/hehe-new-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-7169993948619258230</id><published>2007-07-01T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T09:29:03.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Day</title><content type='html'>Hi all, im back. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the term break, there are suddenly so many assignments due, all at such close due dates. So sian everyday do assignment every night sleep at 2-3am den next day sch starts at 8 or 9am.&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzz!!!!!!!!!!1111!!!1111oneoneone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind cos ppl take day offs. Including me. =p So yesterday, me, sa and sa's friend jamie went out to look for sa's shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually sa wanted to go swimming with jamie, but jamie said something about the clouds that i dont know, so... we went to queensway instead. lol -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa at queensway the shopping centre..... I think the people more than the shoes..... like totally cant shop. So we went upstairs see see awhile and come back later when the crowd clears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad after walking around, the crowd is still there even though it is lesser. So no choice lo must squeeze and see... make my mood - a bit liao. lol -.- But the shoes there dunno is new arrivals or mix with old designs. Sa saw some shoes that IMO really suits her, but its either too ex or heel too big like wat she say -.- In the end, we say a nike de sport shoe tat we both think suit her. But too bad not enough money even though its considered cheap. Think next time must bring more $...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking around for some time, jamie need to go to work at bugis le, so we acc her to bugis and walk around there... v good rite -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol sa and me went to the everlast shop to see the shoes again, and theres great singapore sale. Just nice the shoe i wan got 20% discount. hehehehahaha..... lol. After trying on, sa decided to pay for me and say its our anni present. lol cheeky girl -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tat we went to adidas to see shoe. In the end, sa saw a bag tat has a unique design. Quite cool and can keep many things in it. lol... too bad no discount cos its new arrivals. But got 1 guy sales asisstant say can give her staff discount if she wans. Wa staff can give stranger staff disount sia... somemore nv see her before... zzzzzzzzzz -.- lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end when we pay, the female cashier didnt key in the staff discount. So i asked and say tat guy say can de. Lol den the female cashier keep smiling dunno why -.- make us so malu. lol -.- who ask the guy say wan give -.- So tat bag is considered i buy for sa. so hehehe she buy shoe as anni present and i buy bag for anni present =P So cool rite.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it for yesterday... lol so fun la going out with sa. though sometimes will crazy de -.- lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, i went for milkrun...... And... there's like 10500 ppl present there and imagine when the community race starts, we were like squeezing and not moving -.- Many sec schools, polys as well as uni students there too... + public. zzzzz imagine... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But clarke quay is a nice place to walk with ur loved ones, whether day or night. So be sure to go there together. just careful of those gang fights can liao lol -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-7169993948619258230?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/7169993948619258230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=7169993948619258230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7169993948619258230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/7169993948619258230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/07/fun-day.html' title='Fun Day'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335347177448421769.post-262827118738281056</id><published>2007-06-29T09:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T11:39:38.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog</title><content type='html'>Hehe... This is my new blog. Is it nice???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol if u say its not nice, someone will kill u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335347177448421769-262827118738281056?l=eatme-apples.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/feeds/262827118738281056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335347177448421769&amp;postID=262827118738281056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/262827118738281056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335347177448421769/posts/default/262827118738281056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatme-apples.blogspot.com/2007/06/heheex.html' title='New blog'/><author><name>Daryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771515297167767652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
