<?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-1929349626116823336</id><updated>2011-07-06T02:43:38.549+08:00</updated><category term='Grumbling Grumble'/><category term='Life'/><category term='shock'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='haiz'/><category term='Bdays'/><category term='Nokia'/><category term='Shopping'/><title type='text'>Life's Jus a Dreamz</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-813995109355277736</id><published>2008-08-31T03:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T03:31:00.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Gez... Once again, I'm back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhahaha... I'm in a pityful state now. OMG! I' aching all over, i'm tired, i'm have serious headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gez... just wat did I attempted to put myself through by studying...&lt;br /&gt;Oh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gez.. In an attempt to prevent myself from wasting precious time and money, I'm actually mugging like hell.... Gez.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, the aching part comes from clubbing.. Muhhahaha.. Went clubbing with my CPF colleagues.. Hahhaa.. They're actually quite fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially this guy... Muhahahha... He's a ah beng lor... Finally... A same entity as me.. Muhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was dancing, everyone mouth opened... In amazement... Gez....&lt;br /&gt;What do they expect...&lt;br /&gt;Did they ever seen an ah lian who dun know how to dance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhaahahah... U should have been there to see thier expression.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YY, we should go one day... The Pump room... Live band, and they're damn good.. Except it's super fark crowded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my horror, I woke up with a serious hangover.. WTF.... And I didn't even got high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting old.. really am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And updates on Di!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got me a PSP! hahaha,,, Where the hell am I going to find another of such guy. Just because I wanna borrow PSP from my bro, he went to buy me one the very next day... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blessed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may you be blessed too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Ladies, I'm missing u gals like hell.... Please come out, sms me, call me, I'm desperate... I accept even an offline msn ... (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-813995109355277736?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/813995109355277736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=813995109355277736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/813995109355277736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/813995109355277736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2008/08/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-7806513970503683101</id><published>2008-06-27T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T17:09:13.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going out!</title><content type='html'>Yay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going for wine-ing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Finally...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-7806513970503683101?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/7806513970503683101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=7806513970503683101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/7806513970503683101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/7806513970503683101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-going-out.html' title='I&apos;m going out!'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-8819475450709528676</id><published>2008-06-22T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T14:28:27.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life outside work</title><content type='html'>Gez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting, Hmmmmm.... Can't imagine life like that.... Gez... And my schedule sucks. I got school almost very Fri and Sat!&lt;br /&gt;Gez... Now that's what I call a WEEKEND?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bloody POSB only approved me a loan of $12,000...... Gez......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored, I'm so bored... Nowadays, hardly anyone wanna go clubbing, nor drinking, nor pubbing... Wat Happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gez.. Went drinking with my CPF collegues the other nite. Hmmm... Cheap, they get high quite easily though. Muhahhaa.. 2 glass of wine nah...&lt;br /&gt;The crowd was quite weird though, funny combination... But, quite okie.. just talk cork nah lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the very next day, we went dinner with a even bigger crowd of ppl, it's a even funnier combination. Weird, all the different team, we're as diferent as chalk and chese. At least to me, they are so different, or it's me. &lt;br /&gt;I drink, I club, I smoke, I screw vugalarities, but they dun!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bloody Best part. Erica bought ther BF along, just when we are leaving the place, He went for a last mouth of water and! He got choked! and he 'BO' all over me!&lt;br /&gt;OMG! He must not have like me a lot... And I thought I was pretty cool. The ppl in the restaruant all went. 'OH!!!!!!!!!'&lt;br /&gt;And me, I just quietly say it's okie and went out.....&lt;br /&gt;And if it's not bad enough, he actually have the decency to sms me, 'I'm sorry, if you want me to do anything, I'm okie. JUST DO DO ANYTHING TO MAKE THINGS DIFFICULT FOR MY ERICA'&lt;br /&gt;Gez, he's so super childish. I still tell Erica and all my collegues not to mention the incident. I still told Erica not to screw him!&lt;br /&gt;Kaoz.... That's wat you get for being nice. What can I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for kenny's Bday last night. Gez... He's starting to make it liao. Fucking rich... Open like 4 bottles at Lunar. Nice place. Canto pub. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;And he's still the same.. Arrogant to the max with the super ego. Gez... I have this feeling that he is still holding a torch for me. Heheheh... Ya, he still likes me to the max. And he was pretty jealous of me.&lt;br /&gt;Muhahaha.. He kept saying that me and his ths handsome friend is flirting away. Gez.... Hahahha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiang was there to accompany me the whole night. :) Thank, else I feel so out of place.&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed myself, dancing, drinking, talking cork. And they have pretty sexy babes dancing on the bar tops and pole dancing.... Hehehe... I should have been a man. Muhahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-8819475450709528676?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/8819475450709528676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=8819475450709528676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8819475450709528676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8819475450709528676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2008/06/life-outside-work.html' title='Life outside work'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-6556521040595935030</id><published>2008-05-28T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T20:31:22.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>Got my acceptance letter from SIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RMIT - Business managemnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gez... $18,000... Just imagine how fucking broke I will be...... Oh my HOLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm persistant, like really......... kinda like an insect, like a bug... like.... I dun know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored... I'm starting my random talking... Will someone just ask me out???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a drink...... I dun even mind a can of beer somewhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously having spider web all over my musky brain..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GETTING MARRIED!&lt;br /&gt;Ardhhhhhhhhh... I can't believe this! OMG! I'm nuts... I'm Miss almond nuts, Cashew nuts, peanuts........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bish... thereI go again... random mumblings......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather spend the next 3 years looking for a Mr Right, or would you spend the next 3 years being with Mr Not Wrong..... creating a life of your own... The world of 2......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done... I give up... I just can't get my thoughts in line to write properly.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my lab top crashes on me... SOb Sob.......... $$$$$ AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall offically declare: I'm Mdm no money, no life........ Gosh... Or call me Mdm Nuts if you like......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-6556521040595935030?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/6556521040595935030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=6556521040595935030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/6556521040595935030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/6556521040595935030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2008/05/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-6343464888645829882</id><published>2008-04-22T08:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T08:46:13.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiddo</title><content type='html'>I'M TOTALLY JUST WASTING MY LIFE AWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm SHALL BLOODY STRESS AGAIN, I'M NOT TRYING TO RESTRICT UR FREEDOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only want you to be more responsible! I can't believe, i farking waste my time trying to make you understand,&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know that EVERY SINGLE BODY in the HOUSE care for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell me what you wan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer games everyday,&lt;br /&gt;TV,&lt;br /&gt;PSP,&lt;br /&gt;HP,&lt;br /&gt;MacDonald,&lt;br /&gt;Going out with your friends everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell,&lt;br /&gt;When did I deny you any rights to do those!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..............&lt;br /&gt;YOU DO IT ALMOST EVERY SINGLE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... Now for trying to be good to you, to care for you, to make sure you dun fail school,&lt;br /&gt;I get this:&lt;br /&gt;'I HATE MY FAMILY'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks... Really thanks, how nice to hear this coming for my little brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-6343464888645829882?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/6343464888645829882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=6343464888645829882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/6343464888645829882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/6343464888645829882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2008/04/kiddo.html' title='Kiddo'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-3607275692105951915</id><published>2008-04-05T17:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T17:27:35.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clubbing</title><content type='html'>Anything much though...&lt;br /&gt;Gez.. Just went clubbing last night...&lt;br /&gt;Muhahaha... I'm insane, I totally bored with life....&lt;br /&gt;Sleep, work, sleep, work........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gez...... I tell you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm REALLY FEELING OLD!&lt;br /&gt;OMG......&lt;br /&gt;The crowd in Zouk's totally young and insane,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are all free for all, and the boys are all touchy... Grabing whatever flesh that seems free and in place.&lt;br /&gt;Gez.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting old... Body dance, ya.. I still can take it. But grabbing of BOOBS and BUTT are so so unacceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gez.... I'm relly getting old. Now I'm aching all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-3607275692105951915?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/3607275692105951915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=3607275692105951915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/3607275692105951915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/3607275692105951915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2008/04/clubbing.html' title='Clubbing'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-5565921192945935930</id><published>2008-02-29T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T21:17:25.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BACK</title><content type='html'>Hahhaha... So So So sorry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a hundred years for me to update once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos.... I see the damn computer every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last thing that I can imagine doing after work is to use the computer again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus... it explains.... I'm never even online... Unless it is absolutely necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya.... GOOD NEWS......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally enroll on school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I'm going back to school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly lah. Hahaahaha.... I'm getting myself a degree! Part time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 nights of consideration, I'm gonna take banking and finance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UOL... k... Truth to be told, I'm trying to kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna take a bank loan, cos there is no way I can fork out $20,000 in cold hard cash, and I have no silver spoon in my mouth, and I have no savings, and i have no sugar daddy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K... Just let me be, I just wanna grumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has always been my dreams to get into a U, and get myself a CERT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie, I gotta admit, it's peer pressure as well. Everyone beside me is getting a DEGREE! and again, truth to be told, in Singapore, you do need a DEGREE. It's the basic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm gonna kill myself by working in the SUPER SUPER stressful Board and study the SUPER SUPER dry and exam based UOL Banking and Finance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cope I dun go crazy before then......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORK IS SO STRESSFUL!&lt;br /&gt;Everyday feels like you are slapping yourself with your own hand.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie... At least I'm a happy go lucky person and I hardly stay angry for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehhehehe.... Life, just one life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather opt to smile and laugh and be a bit insane. At least, I'm happy. So what's the big deal in being the clown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Great. Think that way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, things never always go your way in life. It's never a bed of roses. The least you can do, is to laugh at yourself when you fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Text Color" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.color.fg.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick yourself up and try not to fall the same way again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) P.S.. Let you in a little secret of mine. I was in the office today with 4 of my team mates.... And, the chair I was sitting on just gave way!&lt;br /&gt;OMG... Can you imagine the laughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gez... my backside still a little sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.... I was the one laughing the loudest and hardest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) life.... Be happy k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-5565921192945935930?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/5565921192945935930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=5565921192945935930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/5565921192945935930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/5565921192945935930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m BACK'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-6342430800330212104</id><published>2008-02-09T00:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:00:52.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Happy Chinese New Year &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164646179778366610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6yCVkhEjJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/YtMaSWH1T2s/s320/CIMG3403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164646609275096226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6yCukhEjKI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Y4L322Z5VbM/s320/CIMG3408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164646978642283698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6yDEEhEjLI/AAAAAAAAAOU/2A2XZ80Uslc/s320/08022008294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&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/1929349626116823336-6342430800330212104?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/6342430800330212104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=6342430800330212104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/6342430800330212104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/6342430800330212104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny.html' title='CNY!'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6yCVkhEjJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/YtMaSWH1T2s/s72-c/CIMG3403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-809231386406796331</id><published>2008-02-01T15:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:00:53.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos Part 2</title><content type='html'>Part 2........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahhaha... My last photo with my ultimum long hair...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LIa0hEjFI/AAAAAAAAANk/w-omGuBeo-8/s1600-h/21122007186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161908486019517522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LIa0hEjFI/AAAAAAAAANk/w-omGuBeo-8/s200/21122007186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There goes my $2... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kaoz... Hald of my own hair came out with the fake extension.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161908498904419442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LIbkhEjHI/AAAAAAAAAN0/irmaL5MUA9o/s200/26122007205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to Square One...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LIbUhEjGI/AAAAAAAAANs/1DKRaLb40i4/s1600-h/30092007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161908494609452130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LIbUhEjGI/AAAAAAAAANs/1DKRaLb40i4/s200/30092007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Buddy Best GF!&lt;br /&gt;Miss Ethel aka Miss Chilli Padi&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LIcEhEjII/AAAAAAAAAN8/Y7n-zh-kyK4/s1600-h/01122007153.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161908507494354050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LIcEhEjII/AAAAAAAAAN8/Y7n-zh-kyK4/s200/01122007153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course. Miss Chris&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LGU0hEjBI/AAAAAAAAANE/dFsv3AiG0iM/s1600-h/DSC00678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161906183917046802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LGU0hEjBI/AAAAAAAAANE/dFsv3AiG0iM/s200/DSC00678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Ting Ting aka Miss Vugarity Queen aka My Darling&lt;br /&gt;(Dun siao siao, she's a mother liao. One of the bravest soul I ever met)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LGVUhEjCI/AAAAAAAAANM/qs-xC4_2vZI/s1600-h/DSC00487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161906192506981410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LGVUhEjCI/AAAAAAAAANM/qs-xC4_2vZI/s200/DSC00487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Once again, I present...... Mr Lamer.&lt;br /&gt;Muhahahha... I was spraying him with hair product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LGWEhEjDI/AAAAAAAAANU/DMlzlq7Nx5Y/s1600-h/16112007082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161906205391883314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LGWEhEjDI/AAAAAAAAANU/DMlzlq7Nx5Y/s200/16112007082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My New Car..&lt;br /&gt;Hahahha... As the saying goes...&lt;br /&gt;Rich people buy new car, poor people change color nia.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LGWkhEjEI/AAAAAAAAANc/3kM4EZ_4XyQ/s1600-h/09122007171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161906213981817922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LGWkhEjEI/AAAAAAAAANc/3kM4EZ_4XyQ/s200/09122007171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.... Till the next time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-809231386406796331?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/809231386406796331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=809231386406796331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/809231386406796331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/809231386406796331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2008/02/photos-part-2.html' title='Photos Part 2'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LIa0hEjFI/AAAAAAAAANk/w-omGuBeo-8/s72-c/21122007186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-5832765195369840570</id><published>2008-02-01T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:00:58.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos Photes... Long Awaited for</title><content type='html'>Yay... Finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhahaha.. Found my card reader and adapter. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Team Mates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LCzkhEi9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/UukVVOVXkw8/s1600-h/30012008259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161902314151513042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LCzkhEi9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/UukVVOVXkw8/s200/30012008259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Serene aka Miss Serious Queen,, Hwee Nee aka Miss Hyper Queen, Me aka Miss Ah Lian Queen and Patrick, Mr Knight in Shinning Amour) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Long Lost Friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Heheheh, Miss Bubbles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LC0EhEi-I/AAAAAAAAAMs/T_gMn2fmw4Y/s1600-h/24012008245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161902322741447650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LC0EhEi-I/AAAAAAAAAMs/T_gMn2fmw4Y/s200/24012008245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Poly Best Buddy&lt;br /&gt;(Fa Zia)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LC1EhEi_I/AAAAAAAAAM0/nHfTxYsaHCY/s1600-h/22012008243.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161902339921316850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LC1EhEi_I/AAAAAAAAAM0/nHfTxYsaHCY/s200/22012008243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kawaii Ah Mo Kia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LC1UhEjAI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Bjr5yWkSfko/s1600-h/01022008272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161902344216284162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LC1UhEjAI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Bjr5yWkSfko/s200/01022008272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Pre Christmas Give Exchange Session.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6K-r0hEi4I/AAAAAAAAAL8/T_Rrtb1J-iw/s1600-h/21122007195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161897782961015682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6K-r0hEi4I/AAAAAAAAAL8/T_Rrtb1J-iw/s200/21122007195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6K-s0hEi5I/AAAAAAAAAME/2XNB6jhEcFk/s1600-h/21122007190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161897800140884882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6K-s0hEi5I/AAAAAAAAAME/2XNB6jhEcFk/s200/21122007190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6K-tEhEi6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/M3GcVpoqfaY/s1600-h/22122007197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161897804435852194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6K-tEhEi6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/M3GcVpoqfaY/s200/22122007197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6K-uEhEi7I/AAAAAAAAAMU/Xxfsl94Bv6s/s1600-h/22122007198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161897821615721394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6K-uEhEi7I/AAAAAAAAAMU/Xxfsl94Bv6s/s200/22122007198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6K-ukhEi8I/AAAAAAAAAMc/E_gYIZOV5zg/s1600-h/22122007202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161897830205656002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6K-ukhEi8I/AAAAAAAAAMc/E_gYIZOV5zg/s200/22122007202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Last Lunch... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Muahahha... Thanks a million Jeff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehehe.. His treat for me on my last day as a Sales Excutive @ Nokia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6K7UEhEi0I/AAAAAAAAALc/sqVVFao8DAo/s1600-h/30112007141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161894076404239170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6K7UEhEi0I/AAAAAAAAALc/sqVVFao8DAo/s200/30112007141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6K7UkhEi1I/AAAAAAAAALk/ws_oTDG4Cg0/s1600-h/30112007144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161894084994173778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6K7UkhEi1I/AAAAAAAAALk/ws_oTDG4Cg0/s200/30112007144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6K7VEhEi2I/AAAAAAAAALs/M4BuCyHT9rU/s1600-h/30112007142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161894093584108386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6K7VEhEi2I/AAAAAAAAALs/M4BuCyHT9rU/s200/30112007142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Swedens... I tell u, my this friend of mine is the greediest person on Earth, he insisted on ordering almost everything. Hahahah.. Results, we were so full that we can't walk, can't sit, can't bear to even take a sip of water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And of course, what's life without him... Wouldn't it be boring. Hahahha.. Look at the lamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6K7VkhEi3I/AAAAAAAAAL0/CB0masGbqgA/s1600-h/30112007147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161894102174042994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6K7VkhEi3I/AAAAAAAAAL0/CB0masGbqgA/s200/30112007147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&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/1929349626116823336-5832765195369840570?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/5832765195369840570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=5832765195369840570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/5832765195369840570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/5832765195369840570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2008/02/photos-photes-long-awaited-for.html' title='Photos Photes... Long Awaited for'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R6LCzkhEi9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/UukVVOVXkw8/s72-c/30012008259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-859083407790596639</id><published>2008-01-28T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T23:39:57.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Work Work</title><content type='html'>Gez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going nuts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to fell the heat, right up to my nec. K, make it right up to my top of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KaoZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got posted to the Marketing Team. OMG......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads and loads of work. Shitload of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year coming.&lt;br /&gt;And we all know what it means. SHOPPING!&lt;br /&gt;And ya, I'm broke again, Anyone who wanna ask me out now have to pay for everything. Any takers? Muhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought another dress for $69 plus pants at $59. I can't believe it, went to Queensway last Sunday and the old shop that I used to frequents is still there! To think all my ah lian nian tai clothes are all from there. And the boss still remember me!&lt;br /&gt;But the clothes have all change. The overall style there spells nothing but chic. Prada style. Gez... I'm falling in love wit everything there. U have to go!&lt;br /&gt;The shop's name is Example. Lv 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhahaha... I finally found my card reder... BUT! I&lt;br /&gt; got no mirco SD card adapter!&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:**&amp;amp;%5E#@!#%$&amp;amp;%"&gt;**&amp;amp;^#@!#%$&amp;amp;%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-859083407790596639?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/859083407790596639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=859083407790596639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/859083407790596639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/859083407790596639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2008/01/work-work-work.html' title='Work Work Work'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-8134849107923113354</id><published>2008-01-07T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:33:28.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YaY... In the Pink of Health</title><content type='html'>Good news to share with you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got my medicial report results(for me lumps).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cleared. Healthy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Sry, actually, I got loads of photo. But i got NO card reader! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-8134849107923113354?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/8134849107923113354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=8134849107923113354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8134849107923113354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8134849107923113354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2008/01/yay-in-pink-of-health.html' title='YaY... In the Pink of Health'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-4908443087908392350</id><published>2008-01-01T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T17:24:02.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPPy NeW YeaR</title><content type='html'>Hello!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhahahah.. I'm back, I back, I'm back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lapse. Heheheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was struggling to adapt to my NEW life. ('',)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... The Best Part.. I'm into my new life. (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Warning* Super Long Blog *Warning*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1: My new Job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YaY... I have gotten used to my new life.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning I can wake up daily at 6.30am (Okie, I admit, I do lazed a while.)&lt;br /&gt;Have breakfast daily with my Dear before going to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies at work. 8.30am, turn on the PC, get to the pantry to wash my cups, fill some water, get a cup of coffee... And, there starts the day.&lt;br /&gt;Email,&lt;br /&gt;Email,&lt;br /&gt;More Emails,&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;And More EMAILS......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Ta Da.. Lunch Tme. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never short of people to have lunch with. My buddie always make sure that I have companies. And I'm okie with everybody. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work at lunch, and back to the routine again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, Ta Da... Knock off time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it's inclusive of my breaks, smoke breaks I mean. Used to do it alone in the earlier part.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have company most of the time. Muhahahaha.. And they were saying, "It's all your fault, we never have a culture, now... Haiz"&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhahahaha.......&lt;br /&gt;See, having a break is important, It allow us to concentrate better after that. (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhahahahha... after work, It's always a mad rush to get to the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;And believe me when I say it's like sardines in a can. Suckies one lor. And I'm never good with it. Gez.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2, My Part Time Job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuition&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gez.... Kids, they are the most horrible things on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime after my 2 hours session, I'm left with a headache and sore throat. (*_*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tutoring 2 kids at one go. A Primary 3 Jie Jie and a Primary 1 Di Di.&lt;br /&gt;Jie Jie's very smart, fast learner. teaching her is a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;Di Di's a slow learner, very shy. teaching him almost used up all my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bish....&lt;br /&gt;Worst Part, it;s so hard to make sure that I give equal attention to both kids. (*_*)&lt;br /&gt;But I have to.&lt;br /&gt;I must be fair right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway they are cute.&lt;br /&gt;And they have a little 2 yr old DiDi. Ahhhhhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;OMG, there's where the problem comes in mainly.&lt;br /&gt;He's so sticky.. And kids, U know them, they wanna join in the fun. So the little boy is always there. Ai Yo Yo.........&lt;br /&gt;But he's cute lah. I have to admit that I do have a soft spots for kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3, My Love Life.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing good. :)&lt;br /&gt;Di's super good to me. Like really super good.&lt;br /&gt;take this for a instance, He went to Malacca with his family today. But I never go. (The time of the month, and It's suckie)&lt;br /&gt;He actually woke up earlier, rush to go get me a pack of Wanton Mee.&lt;br /&gt;Left it in the kitchen before  he leaves for Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;Just so that I have food when I wake up. Just so that I will not be hungry. :)&lt;br /&gt;Where am I gonna find another guy like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;he actually bought me a diamond braclet for Christmas. And it's freaking expensive!&lt;br /&gt;But... I want the Guggi bag.&lt;br /&gt;(*_*)&lt;br /&gt;But, I still love the present. Thers's 12 diamonds on it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 4, ChristMas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend christmas with the ladies, my little brother and Jeff  BBQing at Di's garage.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, really.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of food. Mummy prepared the pork chop and chicken chop for us. (Thanks Mummy)&lt;br /&gt;And of course drinks. Dear dear sponsor the Chivas for us. :) I sponsor the champange and rose wine.&lt;br /&gt;And games, Monopoly and cards games.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahha.. It was fun, poor Jeff, vomitted AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;Kaoz. He really can't drink for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part. Pai kia aka Ah Lee bought lots of spray cans and I dun know what's that. It's a big thing with lots of papers and ribbons in it. And it makes a big POP sound when exploded.&lt;br /&gt;It's so so so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;We had a crazed time, spraying each another mad. LOL. Like kids lor. Chasing around and laughing around. (Inclusives of screams generated from the ladies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little brother stayed all the way till 4.00am with us. Heheheh.. I so evil, I let him taste how beer and chivas is like. Muhahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun. To have this once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;A group of close friends having fun than squeezing my insides out in some clubs or town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 5, My presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU ALL MY FRIENDS!&lt;br /&gt;Aside from Dear's Diamond present,&lt;br /&gt;Chris gotten me a Anna Sui Eyeshadow. :) Pretty Pretty colors.&lt;br /&gt;Jeff gotten me a cigarette box. :) Just Nice, my LV ones gonna spoil soon.&lt;br /&gt;Xuan gotten me a pen holder from Precious Moment and a pair of earings. :) Pretty Pretty it's oready in my office. :)&lt;br /&gt;Yi gotten me a Clinic EyeShawdow. Pretty Pretty Pink shimmering color.&lt;br /&gt;And Bro, he got me a GAP bag. :) Nice black one whicj I can bring to work. (Hehehhe, but I'm keeping it for Chinese New Year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta Da.. There's all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;and my NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get Healthier, inclusive of more exercise, more water, more veggies, less drinks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try to smoke less. (I know quitting's almost impossible, so let's not make big promises)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Save more money, I wanna have lots of savings to fall on. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be home more for my parents, nothings better than that. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work harder in life and play harder. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep in touch with all my friends, what's life without friends around you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give more, take less. (Can't keep bullying)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be more observant and talk less, listen more &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;HOW BOUT YOU?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(^^) Let's have a good year in 2008. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-4908443087908392350?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/4908443087908392350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=4908443087908392350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/4908443087908392350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/4908443087908392350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HaPPy NeW YeaR'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-8029904604233071093</id><published>2007-12-08T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T10:13:21.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>YaY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it's Sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhahahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st week of work lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bish.. I tell U, I'm starting to feel the heat of the work.&lt;br /&gt;Kaoz, everyday, there's nothing but deadline, everything oso urgent, everything oso must record down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billions of policys to memorise. Worse, everything is said in short form. Thus, the end result... I'm always the one with the HUH face. (U know, I have this Bimbi look when I dun know wat u r talking bout. Big eyes, confused look. Fark. I really feel like a bimbo.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(-_-)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, work enviroment is okie. My Team Mates are all okie one. Still early, not to be comfirm yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORST Part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always dead tired after work too!&lt;br /&gt;Mahahaha. 8.30am - 6.00pm....&lt;br /&gt;I ended up half dead. I can't believe I wake up so early everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be my luck to met Di. He sends me to work every morning. Plus breakfast. :)&lt;br /&gt;how else can U define good?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo.. I was suppose to meet Xuan last nite one, but hor.... Bish. Di says wanna go JB, then I bo pian. Rejected Xuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up, I went home after work, ate, rest , and FALL ASLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end results... I just woke up 2hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think I was suppose to be waiting for him. he called me bout 10plus, but think I gave him a too groggy answer, so he LEFT me ALONE to SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG OMG OMG. Where's my social life?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Best Regards! Muhahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas shopping later......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-8029904604233071093?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/8029904604233071093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=8029904604233071093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8029904604233071093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8029904604233071093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/12/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-658233697798153254</id><published>2007-11-26T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:00:59.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bully of the Century</title><content type='html'>Hahahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a big bully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Fish, tried to challenge my nokia accessories knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when became of him, when he lost the bet with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now He will forever remember that HS-20/AD-41 can be used on NOKIA E65.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137070504948226914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R0qKaCmTW2I/AAAAAAAAALE/w9V_bqs3x9w/s400/21112007091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R0qLYymTW3I/AAAAAAAAALM/egl98CEaEr8/s1600-h/21112007092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137071582985018226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R0qLYymTW3I/AAAAAAAAALM/egl98CEaEr8/s400/21112007092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool Pic Rite? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heheheh... Taken at Clark Quay's Public toilet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muhahahah.. I'm so wu liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137072467748281218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R0qMMSmTW4I/AAAAAAAAALU/FyQ0esvAHEA/s400/21112007107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&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/1929349626116823336-658233697798153254?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/658233697798153254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=658233697798153254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/658233697798153254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/658233697798153254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/11/bully-of-century.html' title='Bully of the Century'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/R0qKaCmTW2I/AAAAAAAAALE/w9V_bqs3x9w/s72-c/21112007091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-2852050272681059985</id><published>2007-11-18T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T14:05:24.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEAFOOD</title><content type='html'>Yuppie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for FOOD last nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhahahha... Shiok Shiok lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got like BBQ StringRay, Mussels, KangKong, Cereal Prawns, BBQ chicken wings, satays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa Lau, I was so full that I can hardly walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity, We were just too hungry plus greedy. Hehehhe.. By the time, we realise that we should take phots, the food was already half gone liao. (-_-)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehhe... The food is really shiok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff drove last nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaoz, super dangerous driver. My face all green by the time I alight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehhehe... Okie lah, actually not that bad. Still new, so he still can't judge very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I win him lor. Muhahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the night with bowling and arcade at Marina South. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So funny. Kaoz, I'm the lousiest player lor. I can't bowl. AT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ASIDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to learn the art of compromising. Can anyone teach me?&lt;br /&gt;Poor Di, I'm such a big bully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-2852050272681059985?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/2852050272681059985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=2852050272681059985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/2852050272681059985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/2852050272681059985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/11/seafood.html' title='SEAFOOD'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-8455112286521704954</id><published>2007-11-14T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:01.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazed Outing</title><content type='html'>Outing with the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe.. Just some fooling around photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzqkAQvVzmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/6DcadjJbV5I/s1600-h/12112007072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132595049742585442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzqkAQvVzmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/6DcadjJbV5I/s320/12112007072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Award Cermony)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzqjwAvVzlI/AAAAAAAAAKk/nW7exskAXe0/s1600-h/12112007073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132594770569711186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzqjwAvVzlI/AAAAAAAAAKk/nW7exskAXe0/s320/12112007073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Not very good actors we are)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzqjiwvVzkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Es-EPsWG5ko/s1600-h/12112007065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132594542936444482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzqjiwvVzkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Es-EPsWG5ko/s320/12112007065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Trying to shove my ultra long hair in Chris's mouth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzqjPQvVzjI/AAAAAAAAAKU/CjEH1cr2zrA/s1600-h/12112007064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132594207928995378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzqjPQvVzjI/AAAAAAAAAKU/CjEH1cr2zrA/s320/12112007064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (YingYi trying her best to act fierce, not too convincing huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzqijwvVziI/AAAAAAAAAKM/lOZ35pweY_M/s1600-h/12112007075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132593460604685858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzqijwvVziI/AAAAAAAAAKM/lOZ35pweY_M/s320/12112007075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Jeff trying to act atas) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSTAFA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muhahaha.. We went to Mustafa after the Wine thingy. So funny, They all acted like kids. One busy picking out mushrooms plus eggs, one busy picking up tibits, one busy picking out maggie mee and biscuits, one busy picking up soya bean milk. AND! One busy destroying almost everything, Chocolates, biscuits etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End Up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132596608815713922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzqlbAvVzoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/YTiQb18Jfdw/s400/13112007077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One Full Trolley of stuff. (*_*)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132595350390296178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzqkRwvVznI/AAAAAAAAAK0/yshM3Sqk-U4/s400/13112007076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Miss Xuan trying to steal our stuff. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be looking forward to the next outing. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S. Sry, I was a bit piss that nite at Di, who kept telling me he's tired! (I oready told him, if he's tired, dun come! Come liao kept grumbling, only at me nia) So the next time, it'll be us and the car nia! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SHALL DRIVE MYSELF!&lt;/strong&gt; But pls, do me a favour, buy insurance first, put on the safety belt plus bring your N6110 navigator out as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(^,^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;/div&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/1929349626116823336-8455112286521704954?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/8455112286521704954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=8455112286521704954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8455112286521704954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8455112286521704954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/11/crazed-outing.html' title='Crazed Outing'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzqkAQvVzmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/6DcadjJbV5I/s72-c/12112007072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-1623578361277690227</id><published>2007-11-12T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:02.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extensions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzgR6bQNJ3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/aEN-z6Nl6WE/s1600-h/12112007056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131871470834493298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzgR6bQNJ3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/aEN-z6Nl6WE/s200/12112007056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YuppiE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hair Extensions &lt;/span&gt;Done! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now I got like like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;super super long hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My dream length! Muhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My Front View.&lt;br /&gt;(Stomach Level)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131873575368468354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzgT07QNJ4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/sT6YJciIEp8/s320/12112007053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Back View&lt;br /&gt;(It ends nicely at my waist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131873876016179090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzgUGbQNJ5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/O3FPCAkTuFA/s320/12112007059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so happy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But it set me back by $80. But it's still cheap lar. It's like $2 per strand. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Muhahaha. Lucky for me, I have damn little hair. So the hairdresser can only manage to squeeze in 40 strands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But Hor. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's damn inconvenience, It's damn long!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So it's like all over my face. And it's super difficult to wash, condition and maintains. (*_*)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And it hurts when I accidentally pulled or tug it. Especially at the scalp area. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cause it's like, when you try to swept the hair away from your face or try to tucked it at the back of your ears, you will accidentally tug at the extended part. (-_-)"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BUT! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will overcome everything!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Muhahahah.. &lt;strong&gt;No pain, No gain.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm just vain. Hehehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-1623578361277690227?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/1623578361277690227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=1623578361277690227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/1623578361277690227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/1623578361277690227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/11/extensions.html' title='Extensions!'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzgR6bQNJ3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/aEN-z6Nl6WE/s72-c/12112007056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-2811058655717911411</id><published>2007-11-10T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T12:22:01.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Personality Test</title><content type='html'>Gez,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just took a picture personality test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how they determine it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to share. Do You think it's true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Temperament&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Flexible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems to bother you - you sail through life crisis free. It's not that your life doesn't have its ups and downs, it's just that you handle everything without unnecessary drama and antics. You approach each day fresh, not worrying about yesterday or tomorrow. You are confident that you can handle anything that comes your way and experience has shown that you are absolutely right about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are continually pursuing a simpler and less complicated life - you don't allow yourself to fall victim to all of the "should do's" that society continually bombards you with. You are thoughtful about your life choices and think in terms of yourself, others and the world in which we live. You have a great sense that we are part of something much bigger and we must be good to others, if we want others and the world to be good to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Amusement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughtful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are easily stressed out and overwhelmed - you need to take care of yourself first and foremost. Because you tend to be self reflective, you know your limits quite well and must remember to not exceed those limits. When you overwhelm your life with obligations and responsibilities, you tend to shut down and go into yourself even further. Take some time to find your serenity and kick back your feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You are a cuddle bug - from a warm hug shared with your best friend to steamy sex with your partner, you enjoy every bit of human contact that you can get. You demonstrate your love for others most fluidly through physical one-on-one contact and you feel the most loved when you are being touched. You feel disconnected when you are physically isolated from others. You're a people person and a lover of all things human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What say you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-2811058655717911411?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/2811058655717911411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=2811058655717911411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/2811058655717911411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/2811058655717911411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/11/picture-personality-test.html' title='Picture Personality Test'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-761509808491223494</id><published>2007-11-08T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:03.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>Nothing much. Photo Updates nia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nokia Briefing @ Marriot Hotel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130339198301972274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzKgUbQNJzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Oo8R80sBOKk/s320/06112007008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ladies Nite Out @ HOMEclub&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzKhv7QNJ2I/AAAAAAAAAJc/mbtyZ8ryI1Y/s1600-h/07112007020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130340770260002658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzKhv7QNJ2I/AAAAAAAAAJc/mbtyZ8ryI1Y/s320/07112007020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzKhH7QNJ1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/Qpgx7xSRAPw/s1600-h/07112007022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130340083065235282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzKhH7QNJ1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/Qpgx7xSRAPw/s320/07112007022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzKgnLQNJ0I/AAAAAAAAAJM/x1CWcD6VZjY/s1600-h/07112007014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130339520424519490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzKgnLQNJ0I/AAAAAAAAAJM/x1CWcD6VZjY/s320/07112007014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&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/1929349626116823336-761509808491223494?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/761509808491223494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=761509808491223494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/761509808491223494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/761509808491223494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/11/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RzKgUbQNJzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Oo8R80sBOKk/s72-c/06112007008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-8132552848319176604</id><published>2007-11-07T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T12:26:33.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Procrastinator</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gez&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got INFECTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's some stomach virus which attack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; digestive system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which... Left me with wobbly legs, a sore ass, and unlimited burping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;capability&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's contagious! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Fark&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still burping like hell today. (Started yesterday). At least I dun feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vomiting&lt;/span&gt; that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still feel like shitting. At least it stop coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO CLUBBING TONIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sob, sob..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking. "Shit, there goes my clubbing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt; which I have been waiting since last week!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks.. Even if I can go, I can't drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be courting my death if I drink..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I STILL WANNA GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Not to Go......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid stomach.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only it can stop having the war on it's own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jus&lt;/span&gt; A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Dreamz&lt;/span&gt;, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-8132552848319176604?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/8132552848319176604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=8132552848319176604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8132552848319176604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8132552848319176604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/11/miss-procrastinator.html' title='Miss Procrastinator'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-4216859464821132619</id><published>2007-11-02T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:04.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun, Sand and Sea</title><content type='html'>(^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all Sun, Sea and Sun yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the beach with Xuan. Muhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can only consider ourseves lucky cause it didn't rain! Except for a few droplets of rain that lasted less then 10mins, it was the warm, smoothing sun all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice place that we went too. &lt;strong&gt;KM8 beach bar. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128105592015151250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Ryqw3bbB4JI/AAAAAAAAAIs/eQFLKcZ0_AA/s320/01112007100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drinks are within our budget with nice faclities that we can use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice big spacious wooden beds. (It's too small to be called a chair)&lt;br /&gt;Ice cold beer (Heniken submerged in a jug of ice to keep it icy cold)&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful Service (Considering the eye candy that was working there)&lt;br /&gt;Clean toilets (Pity, it was full housed, so we went to the public toilet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part. My wonderful friend.&lt;strong&gt; Xuan Xuan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's absolutely gorgoues in bikini.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad, I'm not allowed to posted her pics in bikini here.&lt;br /&gt;She'll kill me if I do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128166189708730546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Ryrn-rbB4LI/AAAAAAAAAI8/5TO7vtJsGnY/s320/01112007094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My and my vain self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RyrnvbbB4KI/AAAAAAAAAI0/iH42sZBr-p4/s1600-h/01112007091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128165927715725474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RyrnvbbB4KI/AAAAAAAAAI0/iH42sZBr-p4/s320/01112007091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so funny, the two of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xuan's kept slattering herself in sun block, while i kept slattering myself with Sun tanning oil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's super afraid of the sun lor. Muhahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually me too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We kept appying sun block on our face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehehhe... Ended up... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Slighty tanned plus burnt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her, Not tanned at all  with patches everywhere! (Muhahah... Must be the uneven sun block she kept smearing herself with)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issn't this the best way to spend your OFF day? We closed the day with great food at Ajisen. (I was starved) and aimless shopping in town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what I call life.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&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/1929349626116823336-4216859464821132619?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/4216859464821132619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=4216859464821132619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/4216859464821132619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/4216859464821132619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/11/sun-sand-and-sea.html' title='Sun, Sand and Sea'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Ryqw3bbB4JI/AAAAAAAAAIs/eQFLKcZ0_AA/s72-c/01112007100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-7080986125076817077</id><published>2007-10-28T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:04.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RyQOz7bB4GI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cXYbYQ7pp6o/s1600-h/i_give_you_my_love_forever_true2%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126238561141645410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RyQOz7bB4GI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cXYbYQ7pp6o/s320/i_give_you_my_love_forever_true2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irene's got married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just went to her ROM party last night. Not very happening... (*_*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably cause I dun know anyone there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so ENVY lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding photos, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.... &lt;strong&gt;Marriage&lt;/strong&gt;, Such a scary word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RyQQZ7bB4HI/AAAAAAAAAIc/JUs0vWKJbAM/s1600-h/FirstLoveV%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126240313488302194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RyQQZ7bB4HI/AAAAAAAAAIc/JUs0vWKJbAM/s320/FirstLoveV%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All you need to get yourself officially married, Book a ROM date, get someone to ali alor some sweet forever. Say I do and sign on the piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ta Da!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U're married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT......... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It actually means a &lt;strong&gt;LIFETIME COMMITMENT TO THE OTHER PARTY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can U do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To marry, it means the following&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be with that person for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;(Means seeing him every single day, breathing with him and seeing him everyday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Living with the person's flaws.&lt;br /&gt;(Enduring his/her temper, farts, burping, snoring, rubbish habits.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trying to get along with all his friends.&lt;br /&gt;(Essential to accommodating him so he will feel happy that you click with his friends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trying to get along with his family&lt;br /&gt;(Essential to accommodating him so he dun feel like the ham in the sandwich)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sharing your hard earn money for house, car, children etc.&lt;br /&gt;(U have to make sure he dun scream at you for buying that expensive Gucci bag instead of saving it for the future)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Accommodating to each another by giving and taking&lt;br /&gt;(Not to be taken advantage of or to take advantage of him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Working out the differences in each another&lt;br /&gt;(Compromise and compromise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And the list goes on.....&lt;br /&gt;(I wun know, I'm not married.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the above makes me hair stand at the thought of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But, I'm willingly to live my life with another person. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126244651405271170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RyQUWbbB4II/AAAAAAAAAIk/47GwmdCUyIs/s400/Tama_Miaka_wedding%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be loved and love unconditionally.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It all boils down to finding the right soul mate in your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-7080986125076817077?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/7080986125076817077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=7080986125076817077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/7080986125076817077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/7080986125076817077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/10/marriage.html' title='Marriage'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RyQOz7bB4GI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cXYbYQ7pp6o/s72-c/i_give_you_my_love_forever_true2%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-8188377639014799489</id><published>2007-10-24T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:02:24.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La La Land</title><content type='html'>I'm sleepy, I'm so so so so so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sleepy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;initially&lt;/span&gt; big nice eyes are starting to resemble slits on my face. Kinda like that (-_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ahhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nv&lt;/span&gt; wake up on time to get to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at seven to get all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;CPF&lt;/span&gt; stuff done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly register any things that I was reading or spoken to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.. I'm gonna have to do that everyday! Starting Dec the First.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better go get myself those type of super loud auntie alarm clocks.&lt;br /&gt;(I doubt my phone will work, I'll just keep pressing the snooze button)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on.. Dun smile, All of us do that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La La Land.... I'm coming, wait for me....  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Wine with the ladies last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too little time, too little wine. Too much spacing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Zzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt; (My face's gonna be flat on the keyboard soon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jus&lt;/span&gt; A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Dreamz&lt;/span&gt;, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-8188377639014799489?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/8188377639014799489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=8188377639014799489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8188377639014799489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8188377639014799489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/10/la-la-land.html' title='La La Land'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-7315794048398553234</id><published>2007-10-23T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:04.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drinking....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rx3Ah2BJlAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/e51pw44Lwhw/s1600-h/Restaurantbar710%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gez.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Drinking....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the comapny &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the fun, the rubbish converation bout anything, everything and nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the games, the random sabotaging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the atmosphere, the music, the LIVE band. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FARK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't drink, my gastrics are acting up. My Stomach can't overcome the acidity anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All my drinking kakis went missing in action. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;KJ, busy wif work and new friends &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;SA4, no longer my club. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Menel, Ermmm... Nv was my club&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;YY and CX, busy with SOP, SOP, SOP, school, projects, their lives.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;CC, busy with nothing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everybody's too tired to talk after work. Random conservation became random silent. Everybody's minds preoccupied with work, school, life, future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm getting too old. Starting to forget how to play liao.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm too broke to go to places like Bala, paulaner, IndoChimes, Mhotel for the power power live bands. Why must their drinks be so damn expensive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(*_*) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where have my live been?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S, it's just grumbles. YY and CX and CC are all still here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks ladies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know we are all busy. Like super busy. I meant only YY and CX.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but U are still there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-7315794048398553234?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/7315794048398553234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=7315794048398553234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/7315794048398553234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/7315794048398553234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/10/drinking.html' title='Drinking....'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-9214625388167313699</id><published>2007-10-20T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T12:35:05.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginning to yet another Chapter of my LIfez</title><content type='html'>-&lt;br /&gt;I've finally resigned.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Finally plucked up enough courage to leave my comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;To leave the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;environment&lt;/span&gt; that I'm so used to.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Mobile trade = &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Suckie&lt;/span&gt;, = Everyday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kanna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Fark&lt;/span&gt; customer, = &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Confinement&lt;/span&gt; in a shop, = &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Confinement&lt;/span&gt; with the same people.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Retail Sales = &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Shittiest&lt;/span&gt;, = Everyday, Hi Can I Help, = Everyday, Troubleshooting of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;unsolvable&lt;/span&gt; software problem.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Assistance Manager = God, = Order Stock, = Kenna scolding by customer, = Kenna screwing by boss, = tons and tons of workload.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;NOKIA&lt;/span&gt; shop = One Word &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;FARK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To think I stayed in this trade for 4 years.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To think I'm silly enough to think that I'll get somewhere here. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To think that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;faithfully&lt;/span&gt; serve the same boss.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STUPID.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DESERVE BETTER THAN THIS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally... All my friends are so happy for me. My family are happy for me.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I finally found a job worth my talent, worth my cert.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;CPF&lt;/span&gt; ... Office Executive&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, I dun know how's life outside this shop, outside this well that I've confine myself to. I only know how to sell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;handphones&lt;/span&gt;. (-_-)"'&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I'm willing to try. To strive to make a better life.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It may be better or worse. It may be a hundred time worse... But, it's OFFICE HOURS!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Muhahahh&lt;/span&gt;, finally I'll get to wear all the nice clothes. All the heels... Go home in time for Dinner with my loved ones. Spend time with my dear bro on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's only a bit of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sacrifice&lt;/span&gt; to make. Waking early and all. And least, I'm going to have time for myself, for my love ones.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, in sales line, we work six days week. 11.00 - 9.30.&lt;br /&gt;When I leave home in the morning, I'm forever in a rush. Even I get to talk to my parents, I can afford only 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; of my time.&lt;br /&gt;When I can home after a day of shit, it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;oready&lt;/span&gt; 11 past. Who the hell's gonna talk to me! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;EveryOnes&lt;/span&gt;' asleep&lt;br /&gt;My off day? How should I spilt it? My parents? My bro? My friends? My poly buddies? Or MYSELF?&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, I never had enough time for anyone NOT even MYSELF!!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I DESERVE BETTER, my love ones deserve me more.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I've made my choice...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Will U be with 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;Life's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Jus&lt;/span&gt; A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Dreamz&lt;/span&gt;, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-9214625388167313699?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/9214625388167313699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-2637934826412905774</id><published>2007-10-19T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T12:14:05.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If EvryOne Cares</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nickelback - If Everyone Cared&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From underneath the trees, we watch the sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Confusing stars for satellites&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never dreamed that you'd be mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But here we are, we're here tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singing Amen, I'm alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singing Amen, I'm alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If everyone cared and nobody cried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If everyone loved and nobody lied&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If everyone shared and swallowed their pride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'd see the day when nobody died&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm singing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amen I..., &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amen I..., I'm alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in the air the fireflies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our only light in paradise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll show the world they were wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And teach them all to sing along&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singing Amen I'm alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singing Amen I'm alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If everyone cared and nobody cried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If everyone loved and nobody lied&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If everyone shared and swallowed their pride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'd see the day when nobody died&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And as we lie beneath the stars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We realize how small we are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If they could love like you and me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imagine what the world could be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If everyone cared and nobody cried&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If everyone loved and nobody lied&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If everyone shared and swallowed their pride&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We'd see the day when nobody died.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'd see the day, we'd see the day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When nobody died&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ultra meaningful song... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And just how true it is.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M-QfLJbEN3k"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M-QfLJbEN3k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-2637934826412905774?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-5244540125416265623</id><published>2007-10-15T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:05.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><title type='text'>Accessories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My new watch and Bangle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice hor.. Heheheh... I'm so happpy... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(So it's 3Ps, instead of 2) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;ALDO....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RxM3h2BJk8I/AAAAAAAAAHk/cfTDSBLhCMU/s1600-h/DSC00387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121498255825933250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RxM3h2BJk8I/AAAAAAAAAHk/cfTDSBLhCMU/s400/DSC00387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121499763359454162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RxM45mBJk9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/6wdiAxXAr_c/s400/DSC00388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The photos doesn't do my stuffs any justice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The actual one looks a lot nice, with like ivory plates and gold trimmings.... :) plus the bangle. it's like &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;pearly pink&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;ivory&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's so feminime. So sissy. But I like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(*,*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's a great buy at ALDO. Cause buy any item and the second item is at 50% discount. Thus the bangle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But still not really cheap lar. $65 for a non warranty phone. (Warranty onli in NEW YORK!) and $20 for the bangle (After the 50% Discount)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MuHahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-5244540125416265623?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/5244540125416265623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=5244540125416265623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/5244540125416265623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/5244540125416265623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/10/accessories.html' title='Accessories'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RxM3h2BJk8I/AAAAAAAAAHk/cfTDSBLhCMU/s72-c/DSC00387.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-2414444184975636324</id><published>2007-10-12T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:06.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shock'/><title type='text'>Another Bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeff's Bday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the 3rd bday that I have celebrated with him lor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm.... How time flies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120409271438253362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rw9ZGnCxnTI/AAAAAAAAAG8/qUm8ZUiupyw/s400/11102007268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120409275733220674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rw9ZG3CxnUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2cZhr1FqQ_o/s400/11102007299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;See.... He's so XIN FU lor! All the MEI NUs... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120413068189343090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rw9cjnCxnXI/AAAAAAAAAHc/uKLvvyytHNY/s400/11102007307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mr Jeff Wong aka Buay sai Lim...... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120412724591959378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rw9cPnCxnVI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KI2YprDS6Zc/s400/DSC00361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Favourite photo.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I think I look damn CHIO! Wahahahah.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So Bu Yao lian.. Hehx...  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE BIGGEST SHOCK OF THE NIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120413063894375778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rw9cjXCxnWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Y5jyVGcBEEE/s400/11102007313.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Arghhhhhhh..... They actually got together! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's so weird! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dun ask me wat happened... -_-"' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I totally have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-2414444184975636324?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/2414444184975636324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=2414444184975636324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/2414444184975636324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/2414444184975636324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-bday.html' title='Another Bday'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rw9ZGnCxnTI/AAAAAAAAAG8/qUm8ZUiupyw/s72-c/11102007268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-7715557962351900432</id><published>2007-10-01T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T21:03:41.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something so precious and fragile about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how many people really appreciated that.&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate the fact that they are still living, breathing in air, surrounded by love ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to give in to temptations. To hide from reality then face the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question: Would you chose to live for someone else? Or yourself?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live your life for someone...... How does it really feel? Will ur world actually crumbles down without that person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live your life for yourself..... How does it feels then? Will u become self centered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to live for my family.   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, at the end of the day, they'll always be there for me. Always accompanying me.&lt;br /&gt;Walking me through lives's up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Day 1 that I've made this decision. I never looked back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And till date I'm still happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How bout U?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahha.. Just getting emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To: Baby dar: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work hard for your exams ya!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-7715557962351900432?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/7715557962351900432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=7715557962351900432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/7715557962351900432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/7715557962351900432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/10/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-7389787892469219171</id><published>2007-09-28T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:06.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sob Sob</title><content type='html'>Wahhhhh.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fark, Fark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally stupid. Totally bRAINLESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beloved phone got stolen again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This's the 2nd phone I lost this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suckie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different place, Different ppl, different timing. But the MO is the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit! Shit! Shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left my beloved sissy 6300 (Entirely covered with crystals that I stuck on one by one) in the counter when this piece of shit called me over. Just to ask me one stupid question. "Any DISCOUNT!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115247090115648786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rv0CIHCxnRI/AAAAAAAAAGs/KtFbw0akwN8/s400/28092007(001)+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115247094410616098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rv0CIXCxnSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LCohSs2FqA0/s400/28092007+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Pink Arrows show where the phone &lt;strong&gt;were. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See! Now I'm using PAST TENSE!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Somemore, it's underneath the pile of Pink Papers lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing, my phone's gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still on installment! I still have like 3 more months of installment left and the phone's gone! Stolen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall pray hard everyday, every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear GOD, please make my 6300 drop inside the toilet bowl!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously speaking, I rather have my phone be spoilt, damage to beyond repair, then let some undeserving, totally dishonest freak have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the condition of my phone, it can easily fetch $200 in the black market. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks, Sucks. Sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sob. All thanks to Jeff, if not.... I can't even imagine the amount of inconvenience I will face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The numbers... Arhhhhh.. All my contacts. Heng lor, i have a copy of my contacts in Jeff's Demo phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He rush down to COM centre to take my SIM card for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. Stupid me, If I dun always leave the phone anywhere. If I'm not that STUPID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahhhhh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, now I earned myself a new nickname. Miss LULURIS! -_-"'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-7389787892469219171?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/7389787892469219171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=7389787892469219171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/7389787892469219171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/7389787892469219171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/09/sob-sob.html' title='Sob Sob'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rv0CIHCxnRI/AAAAAAAAAGs/KtFbw0akwN8/s72-c/28092007(001)+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-2552937271526787325</id><published>2007-09-21T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:07.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PhotoShop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gez&lt;/span&gt;... Been playing around with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;photoshop&lt;/span&gt; recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hahahah&lt;/span&gt;.. Check out the wonders it can do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sooooo&lt;/span&gt; Dark....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RvNaVHCxnOI/AAAAAAAAAGU/AnPMPxa5ey8/s1600-h/Yiedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112529320710085858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RvNaVHCxnOI/AAAAAAAAAGU/AnPMPxa5ey8/s400/Yiedited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AFTER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RvNZZHCxnNI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Uh3TDUS4J_Q/s1600-h/YiandMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112528289917934802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RvNZZHCxnNI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Uh3TDUS4J_Q/s400/YiandMe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Heheheh&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I seriously admit that I still got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lotas&lt;/span&gt; to learn... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ta &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Art that I'm most please with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hehehehhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RvNZKnCxnMI/AAAAAAAAAGE/StoBYRV8Hus/s1600-h/15092007046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112528040809831618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RvNZKnCxnMI/AAAAAAAAAGE/StoBYRV8Hus/s400/15092007046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cause by right the photo damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;obscene&lt;/span&gt;! One look and U will be able to see my bra so damn clearly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lesson Learnt: Never wear a light Pink Bra under knitted tops. -_-"'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See, After the touch up... It's still visible, I know. But that's the best I can do. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hehehe&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm very very new to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;PhotoShop&lt;/span&gt;. (Maybe I should look for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;XiaXue&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hahahhaha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Talking bout &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xiaxue.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;XiaXue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I finally chanced upon her blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;K, I admit, I'm damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Sua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ku&lt;/span&gt;. I heard bout her years back. But I just cannot be bothered. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Hahahha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Interesting&lt;/span&gt; Blog she have, and very sharp mouth as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;CheerOs&lt;/span&gt;... That's all.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Jus&lt;/span&gt; A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Dreamz&lt;/span&gt;, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-2552937271526787325?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/2552937271526787325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=2552937271526787325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/2552937271526787325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/2552937271526787325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/09/photoshop.html' title='PhotoShop'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RvNaVHCxnOI/AAAAAAAAAGU/AnPMPxa5ey8/s72-c/Yiedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-8775594305855668695</id><published>2007-09-18T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:07.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ@Garage</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CRABBIE CRAB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the Crab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just part of the food that we have enjoyed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealous Right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Ru-N50exHsI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Dj5u1y4madw/s1600-h/DSC00321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111460126568554178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Ru-N50exHsI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Dj5u1y4madw/s400/DSC00321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just to List a bit of Our Menu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prawny Prawns In MarTell&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crabbie Crab&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Satay Satay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Otah Otah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chilli Dogs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spicy Porkie Pork Chop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Honey Glazed Wings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And Mani More....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Ru-LO0exHrI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ohMJRILxCQU/s1600-h/BBQ.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111457188810923698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Ru-LO0exHrI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ohMJRILxCQU/s400/BBQ.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Usual, The Ladies.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-8775594305855668695?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/8775594305855668695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=8775594305855668695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8775594305855668695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8775594305855668695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/09/bbqgarage.html' title='BBQ@Garage'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Ru-N50exHsI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Dj5u1y4madw/s72-c/DSC00321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-5469272327526348198</id><published>2007-09-14T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T12:21:18.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grumbling Grumble'/><title type='text'>Miss Tooth Aching</title><content type='html'>Arghhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how bad my bloody tooth have progressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fark tooth, it's killing me. All thanks to this bloody tooth. First I started eating using just my right side for 1 week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, due to the over usage of my right side jaw. My right side teeth are starting to hurt as well! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW BAD CAN IT BE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to my farking working hours, I'm not able to see a dentist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally drag myself outta of bed at 8.45 today to see the damn dentist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I have to deal with the fuck receptionise who talks as if she owns the clinic. (That'll be another day)&lt;br /&gt;Then I have to wait for the bloody dentist who were late for 45mins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gez.... Felt like a idiot. Ended up, I didn't even bother to reply any of the questions that the bitch asked. Except for the occassational Hmmm and Ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after waiting for like an entertity, it's my turn. (I cannot afford to lose any time, I gotta open the damn shop. My dear sister took a MC! ) Just how bad can it be right. It's only 2.5hours since I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhhhhh.. After all the poking and knocking on my really bad tooth, the dentist cleared his throat and declared, "There's nothing I can do for U today, ur tooth's really bad. I gotta do a root cannal for u."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part, it's gonna cost me $350!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fark, Fark, Fark! CCB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I gotta come back another day. it's gonna take at least 1hr to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sob Sob.. Now I'm really crying... $350! WTF. Nothing he said really matter to me after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thought I had was, "Shit, gonna wait till pay day. WTF"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After surviving on milo for 2 days, I gotta do it for another 2 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just how bad can life be.... JUST BECOS OF A BLOODY TOOTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie... The only consolation that I had for myself was.. Gez... At least I'll be on diet and get to lose some weight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See! I'm still trying to make light outta of the situation. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liquid diet!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fark.. I'll always be hungry and moody.&lt;br /&gt;And the last time I tried this, I landed in the hospital for 3 days due to gastric pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See.. I dun really have much of a choice do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bloody mouth aches too much for me to eat properly.&lt;br /&gt;I take at least 1 hour to finish half a meal. (And it's like semi-solid food lor!)&lt;br /&gt;I can never finish eating cause my jaw feel like it's gottas break off.&lt;br /&gt;So I only managed a miserable few mouths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give up. pass me the MILO please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll write in and ask MILO to sponsor me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahhhhh...... Sob Sob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-5469272327526348198?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/5469272327526348198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=5469272327526348198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/5469272327526348198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/5469272327526348198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/09/miss-tooth-aching.html' title='Miss Tooth Aching'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-3158975395039919575</id><published>2007-09-13T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:08.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Themed Chalet</title><content type='html'>As promised...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chio? Hahahah... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109616881223933458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RukBe0exHhI/AAAAAAAAAEg/dyASpjKIICE/s200/1365307295_7636056922_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sweet 16 Look.. Courtesy of Alson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For the Uniform)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109616881223933442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RukBe0exHgI/AAAAAAAAAEY/l6v1a3MDWLA/s200/1365304099_07558c89fd_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Usual... My dear sis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She really got the School girl face lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can u imagine the look of disbelief in those ppl face while both of us walked towards the chalet fully claded in the school uniform smoking away? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109616885518900770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RukBfEexHiI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hdN3dXTS69s/s200/1370928484_c533aa05c4%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di, the guy who treat me like a Princess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He made me felt the warmth of being loved, Pity, pity, pity..... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his Car... Which I always drove around in. :) It's a mafia wish orh... Dun play play..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109619745967119922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RukEFkexHjI/AAAAAAAAAEw/lsHiO8LCJ3U/s200/1366219452_d95a452539%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Around, the ladies.. Shit, I look like a repeat student.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109619767441956418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RukEG0exHkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MNS-KRzPBxE/s200/1369925083_2ae978b03a_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got Forced to take picture with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss say one. "Still friends mah, must talk mah, Come, come, take a photo together"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was like, Eeeeeee. "Okie mah, we are still friends ar. See.. (So we took the photo together.) I so fake. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Followed by, "Hey! How are you ar! Good?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before He could replied, I just turned and walked away. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sweet Revenge. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At least I'm living life better now that he left. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&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/1929349626116823336-3158975395039919575?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/3158975395039919575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=3158975395039919575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/3158975395039919575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/3158975395039919575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/09/school-themed-chalet_13.html' title='School Themed Chalet'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RukBe0exHhI/AAAAAAAAAEg/dyASpjKIICE/s72-c/1365307295_7636056922_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-921573670860098418</id><published>2007-09-11T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T11:54:47.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Themed Chalet</title><content type='html'>Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Bday's party. . . Tonight there's gonna be a chalet. Step and Karena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Although I have known Step for like at least 4 years. (We've been in the same company since then. 3Gmobile, MobileE, 3Mobile) -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But till now, I never really like her. Hmmm.... Correction, I have never liked her at all.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither do her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena... Hmmm, dun really know her, although we were colleagues. But since coming to Vivo, we manage to talk more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Girl. At least she's not a backstabber. At least she's not a hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... Same Bday, 2 different girls, 2 different treatment from me. Got a nice little make up pouch for karena. Ermmm... a sub' present for Step nia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm...... Wat to do.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will upload some photos after tonight. (-,*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Sorry Dar, I can't get off on Friday to go and support you.....&lt;br /&gt;Jia You k!&lt;br /&gt;Love u to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;SiS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-921573670860098418?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/921573670860098418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=921573670860098418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/921573670860098418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/921573670860098418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/09/school-themed-chalet.html' title='School Themed Chalet'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-8965816095540321790</id><published>2007-09-08T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T12:16:56.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nokia'/><title type='text'>NOKIA Shit Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scene 1 Act 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Hi, Can I help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: GPS Module? U have it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Yup, Sir, here it is... (Show Ctr to display panel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Wah! So expensive ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Ermmm... Ya.. (Smile weakly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: How it works huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: By bluetooth Sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: How? How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst explains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Must pay money one rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: No Sir, GPS is free, U pay for the maps that u wanna download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Points at Asst's breast. (The NOKIA logo on her T-shirt) No lor, Another Nokia person say must pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: (Pissed by customer) No Sir, we tried. It's free. We didn't incur any data charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: (Move to next to the asst) I wanna try first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: No Sir, Sorry. Not charged up, cannot try, plus it's indoor. It wun work. (His bloody mouth skinks big time*faints*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: (In a loud tone, pointing to another staff) He says can one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: (Bo Pian, must honour) Okie. But it wun wun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst trys fixed in the battery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Wrong Side! Wrong Side! U dun know how is it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst looks up, stare at cust and continue to put in the battery.&lt;br /&gt;(It's not the wrong side. It's correct, it's that idiot who dun know, try to act he knows)&lt;br /&gt;pair up for him and allow him to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Ai Yo, cannot leh. Why? Why it says GPS not avaliable?! (Stands so close to Asst, till Asst backs down to the wall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst felt the super strong urge to puck now. His mouths stinks big Time and Asst can feel his breath down her neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: (Looking at him as thought he's stupid) Sir! It's INDOOR! Cannot detect GPS satelite signal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: (Super Pai Say) Like that ar... NVM lor. Ppl tell me other place say at only half ur price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: (Mutters under her breath) Fucker. Ti Go Pak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst #$%^&amp;amp;**% , unable to carry on smiling, walks out for a smoke to cool herself down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If one day I die of Cancer, it will be all these bloody idiots, fuckers' fault. WHAT"S THEIR PROBLEM!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-8965816095540321790?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/8965816095540321790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=8965816095540321790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8965816095540321790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8965816095540321790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/09/nokia-shit-part-2.html' title='NOKIA Shit Part 2'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-6146452322664457097</id><published>2007-09-05T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:08.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Gez! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe this ! My little brother is actually dating a girl! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gez... Y do kids nowadays grow up so fast???? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ermm... Bro, dun siao siao hor! Underage k!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106610331102356034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rt5TCkeyIkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/nH2-qtG12xY/s200/baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love u to pieces..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ur Dear Sis.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-6146452322664457097?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/6146452322664457097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=6146452322664457097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/6146452322664457097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/6146452322664457097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/09/puppy-love.html' title='Puppy Love'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rt5TCkeyIkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/nH2-qtG12xY/s72-c/baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-963930556442099041</id><published>2007-09-02T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T12:17:21.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nokia'/><title type='text'>NOKIA Experience Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Nonsense A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Hi! Can I help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: (Continue to stare at the display)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: -_-''' (Maybe, cannot hear, In a louder voice) HI! CAN I HELP?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: (Turn around, stare at the space behind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: ?! (Maybe Deaf one) Eeeeee... Hi, looking for anything in particular? Maybe I can offer some help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: (Giving a super irrated expression) No, Just taking a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nonsense B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Oi, Oi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Huh? Yes? Can I help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: (Pointing to a particular display) This one how much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Sry Sir, this model is no longer in sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: No Stock ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Ya. No more liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Then how much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Sir, it stop production 6 mths ago. So no more valid pricing liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Then how much was it selling before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Eeeee, Sir, Sry. I cannot remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: (Giving a pissed face) Roughly lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: -_-" Bout $300 bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Siao ar. So expensive. I tot u say no more stock liao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: (Resignated Tone) U ask how much it was selling before mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Kaoz. Answer liao like never answer like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: @#$%^&amp;amp;&amp;amp;^%!@@#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nonsense C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Excuse me sister, how much is tis, how much how much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Sir tis is $358.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Show me, show me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: (opens display cupboard to show)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Show me, show me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: (shows cust everythin in the display)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Ur price very expensive how come how come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Sir, different place different price la. (after showing for 20 over mins)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Thank you ar, i think i go Mustafa and buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: %#^(%)_++##$$%%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nonsense D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[over the phone]&lt;br /&gt;Ring, ring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Hello, Nokia shop. Can i help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Hi, i bought the Nokia N73ME 2 days ago from ur shop. N i have some problems with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Wat issit, Sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: My phone the light hor, keep on on leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Hmmm sir, which light issit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: The light la. The phone light lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: (??? blur) Eeeee sir which exact light r u talkin about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Aiyo, the light la. The phone light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Sir can u pls tell me exactly which light issit? Sensor light? Keypad light? Or?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: (sound pissed,in a u r stupid tone) When u press the keypad, the screen will light up. Tat light la! Do u noe wat i'm talkin bout?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Ya, sir. I noe. (seek consultant's help) Sir, u try to take out the battery then put in again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: (after a few secs) I try liao. Cannot. Then oso u noe y my batt so fast use up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Sir, ur light on 24/7 cfm will low batt de mah. Tis 1 rite i think u gotta go care centre&lt;br /&gt;refresh ur software liao. Think it will solve the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: (in a loud tone) I JUS buy 2 days AGO, u ask ME GO CARE CENTRE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: (sick n tired of tis cust, decided make him feel stupid) Sir, u buy the phone 2 days ago doesn't mean the phone is manufactured 2 days ago. U noe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: (in a he's startin to think he's stupid tone) Oh.... Ya hor.... Ok thx ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nonsense E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: I ask u hor, my phone hor, the battery dun last one lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Hmmm... What model are u holding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: I dun know lah. Nokia phone lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Ermmmmm... Can u show me the phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: (Looking pissed, digs inside her bag for 5mins). Nah. This model. What model?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Oh. Miss ar. This model hor, cause it's 3G so it drains it's battery faster. Plus the high color resolution display, thus it's battery standby is about 1 to 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Where got like that one? Check for me, check for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: (T_T) Miss, if u wanna to check hor, must go to the Care Center (Pass her a list of the service centre's address)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: (In a louder tone) U mean u not NOKIA ar! Cannot check meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Sry Miss, here no technician. How to check?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Huh? Such a little problem and u cannot help me on it. It's just that the battery dun last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Ya, I explain to u liao mah. (Wanna Cry liao)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Whatever. Where's the Care centre?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: Miss, Suntec, blah, blah, blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Write down for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: (Can only grin the teeth) Miss, u are holding on to the address list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cust: Whatever. (Stare at the asst and walk out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asst: (Not my fault mah. Why scream at me) @#%^$@!@$**&amp;amp;%$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-963930556442099041?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/963930556442099041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=963930556442099041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/963930556442099041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/963930556442099041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/09/nokia-experience-part-2-nonsense-asst.html' title='NOKIA Experience Part 2'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-8615724107438938175</id><published>2007-08-21T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T15:29:47.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally Confused</title><content type='html'>Haiz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 21 August already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm supposed to be tendering my resignation soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gez, but I'm feeling so unsettled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I? Should I not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems so wrong to leave now. At this time whereby everyone is putting in 101% effort to make this new company work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I dun leave, I'll still be unhappy. I have enough of this live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, it may be due to Gene that I kept myself here. But now that he have chosen to left my live once and for all, nothing seems to be able to keep me here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like, I never felt that I belong here in the first place, It's not my life. Not my crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever tried this? You are in a room ful of people, people who you see almost every day. But you just can't help but feel lonely. The fact that those who surround you are the ones who are suppose to be your friends, only manage to make the loneliness feel bottomless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I feel at every company gathering. At least I dun have to put on a mask in the shop. Me and Chris nia.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-8615724107438938175?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/8615724107438938175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=8615724107438938175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8615724107438938175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8615724107438938175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/08/totally-confused.html' title='Totally Confused'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-6442960769891645815</id><published>2007-08-19T15:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:09.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Gez, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It feels like a hundred years since my last entry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahah, Just been to lazy to blog recently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Lottas of stuff happen in this short 1 month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got ditched, got to a new outlet, found a new life. How should I put it into words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm, things seems to be turning for the better. That's one thing for such. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least, I'm a lot happier alone now, with just my closest people around supporting me. And I came to realise the sad truth of desperately trying to love someone who doesn't love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, given a choice, would you rather be the one revolving around someone's life. Or be the one to let the person revolves around your life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In simple terms, would you rather love or be love? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I definitely found my answer after 1 and a half year of shit. I RATHER BE LOVE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a blessing, to be basked in another person love than desperately trying to love someone. It's just too hard to do so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess it's truth, never been there, never done that, never fall before and you will never learn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All my rubbish Philosophy of life. and love. K, enough of that. Just some photos to share. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100311581174145570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RsfyXEeyIiI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gVIBONkimPA/s200/DSC00131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wines. Trying to learn more bout it. Cool place I found. I mean I know it's existense, But never been there till recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers..... (*_*) Oppsss... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100311585469112882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RsfyXUeyIjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/YCiPKHfuyyo/s200/DSC00124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-6442960769891645815?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/6442960769891645815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=6442960769891645815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/6442960769891645815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/6442960769891645815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/08/gez-it-feels-like-hundred-years-since.html' title=''/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RsfyXEeyIiI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gVIBONkimPA/s72-c/DSC00131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-541111063153793253</id><published>2007-06-20T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T16:21:45.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NightMare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;loan-sharks&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate people who borrow for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;loan-sharks&lt;/span&gt; a hundred times more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot understand their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;foolishness&lt;/span&gt; to go to that extend. I really can't. Maybe they do have their reasons for doing that, but have they ever think of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;consequences&lt;/span&gt; before engaging &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;themselves&lt;/span&gt; in a never winning battle. They will never be able to clear their debts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;despise&lt;/span&gt; those, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; those who give phony address. F**K.. Do they know how much distress they caused to the innocence. Have they ever thought of these. Only the most selfish and self centered people will do this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Poor us, If I ever found out who is the f**&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ker&lt;/span&gt; who did that, I'll personally beat him up into a pulp. 24 years into my life, 22 years living in my home, The safest place in the entire world, in the entire universe, now a target for sharks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sucks, I'll really kill the person if I ever found him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Dreamz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-541111063153793253?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/541111063153793253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=541111063153793253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/541111063153793253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/541111063153793253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/06/nightmare.html' title='NightMare'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-3116840801857359289</id><published>2007-06-18T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:09.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job</title><content type='html'>New Chapter to my Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, Been such a wihile since I posted anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy Busy. New company, lots of new stuff to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gez.. It's so so so tiring. I only manage to walk out of the shop nighty after 11.00pm. (That's the earliest!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Went for the first offical company gallery on Gene's Bday eve. Hahha.. Fun, but I'm too tired to have fun. Poor Gene, got so damn drunk. (Courtesy of Alex) Not to forget Ben. Poor Ben, vomitted so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo.. I was so so so tired. Poor me, slept 2 hours only, then went straight to work. The very same nite, I went to to celbrated Gene's Bday at SA4. I can hardly keep my eyes open. (*_*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some photos for u to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Batam Trip with Chris.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077332004218216898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RnZOjpYmIcI/AAAAAAAAADk/1w7HU2RH1fM/s200/08062007007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out Pretty Me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077331999923249586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RnZOjZYmIbI/AAAAAAAAADc/uzaOJjiHbRY/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just managed to be the biggest sotong that day. I actually tot Batam time was 1hour faster than ours. So We ended up rushing like mad to buy stuff and shop around. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the end, we rushed to the ferry terminal, got onboard, settle down, totally relax when I heard our names bing called out in indonesia language. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMG! I tot what happen! In the end, we were told that we are on the ferry at the wrong time! It's only 3.30pm in Batam while our tickets are for 5.30opm! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..... sTUPID. sTUPID, STUPID. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-3116840801857359289?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/3116840801857359289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=3116840801857359289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/3116840801857359289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/3116840801857359289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-job.html' title='New Job'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RnZOjpYmIcI/AAAAAAAAADk/1w7HU2RH1fM/s72-c/08062007007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-2963700531812837157</id><published>2007-06-05T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:09.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cutest Doll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the new baby that my mum's babysitting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072437322048741794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RmTq3pYmIaI/AAAAAAAAADU/Yu_I4hZQSd8/s320/05062007263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is'it she the sweetest thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She looks just like a doll. Big blue eyes, with the sweetest smile accompanied by dimples. I can't stop hugging her. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-2963700531812837157?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/2963700531812837157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=2963700531812837157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/2963700531812837157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/2963700531812837157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/06/cutest-doll.html' title='The Cutest Doll'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RmTq3pYmIaI/AAAAAAAAADU/Yu_I4hZQSd8/s72-c/05062007263.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-2291205032915850641</id><published>2007-06-05T11:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:10.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathering</title><content type='html'>Our gathering last night. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just happens so that Zed came down to look for us and bingo. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are really one bunch of fun guys. Zed, Kenneth, Joseph, CaiXuan, Jaiying, Yiying, Chris and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I never been to this place before. It's a little pub opposite of  HardRock Cafe. Kinda cozy, not exactly a pub. Hahah. Not that I mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drinks are super cheap. Only $15 a jug for beer, and $16 a jug for housepour. And the food's fantasic! Super yummy yummy chicken wings. Marinated with spices and stuff dripped with their own made chilli sauce. Yum Yum. (Just thinking of it made me hungry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how nice it is, the 8 of us polished away one and a half dozen of the chicken wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ladies: ^^ CaiXuan's a bit sick. (that explains why she's so pale) Hahahah.. And she really got bullied by me big time. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RmTkD5YmIXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wrVPpHQDPgg/s1600-h/05062007252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072429835920744818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RmTkD5YmIXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wrVPpHQDPgg/s200/05062007252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RmTkEJYmIYI/AAAAAAAAADE/Ac9I35G6GdE/s1600-h/05062007256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072429840215712130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RmTkEJYmIYI/AAAAAAAAADE/Ac9I35G6GdE/s200/05062007256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again.. Our self taken portrait. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RmTkEZYmIZI/AAAAAAAAADM/b0j9NCHb8PA/s1600-h/05062007259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072429844510679442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RmTkEZYmIZI/AAAAAAAAADM/b0j9NCHb8PA/s200/05062007259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cheers. We shall have more of such gatherings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-2291205032915850641?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/2291205032915850641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=2291205032915850641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/2291205032915850641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/2291205032915850641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/06/gathering.html' title='Gathering'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RmTkD5YmIXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wrVPpHQDPgg/s72-c/05062007252.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-166959002865451018</id><published>2007-06-03T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T19:52:57.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haiz'/><title type='text'>Hanging On</title><content type='html'>Haiz, Today is a sunday, my off day. Don't think it really made a difference anyway. Monday to Sunday, there's no difference. I still ended up alone. doing nothing, just by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just told him that I'm a little upset that he knows i'm off this Sunday and he still made so much plans. plans that doesn't include me. Plans that I only get to know last night. If he could have told me earlier. It's okie with me if he wants to do anything. Soccer or his driving. but let me know. Dun let me be the last to know. what about me? Ya. I know, I know you have no time at all the whole week. I know you are busy at work. But me? You mean I'm not. At least when I know you are occuppied, I can go get something done on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can stay at my own home to accompany me mum. Find my friends to go out with me. Rather than staying at your house with nothing to do. I'm stressing out trying to keep sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just doesn't feel right. The whole thing, I dun know. It seems like he's so far away. It seems like he doesn't care about me. I dun know. If he really does, he did a good job not showing it. He hardlys touch me, we hardly go out as a date, we hardly talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are always with his friends, in one big group. It feels like we are just friends. I dun know. I'm too afraid to think. If only, if only he talks to me more. If only he will hold me in his arms more. If only he will sweet talk nothings to me. If only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember the last time he gave me approval for something I did. The last time he told me I look nice in something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-166959002865451018?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/166959002865451018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=166959002865451018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/166959002865451018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/166959002865451018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/06/hanging-on.html' title='Hanging On'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-6993270742595162160</id><published>2007-05-30T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T12:26:53.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>An amazing Love Story</title><content type='html'>Just Chance upon this lovely story. Read on, Especially the bottom part. It's so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her, while he so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me go home.... suddenly he asked the waiter. "would you please give me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but still, he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously; why you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have this hobby? He replied: "when I was a little boy, I was living near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sea, I like playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there". While&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has responsibility of home. Then she also started to speak, spoke about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the story was just like every beautiful love story , the princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;married to the prince, then they were living the happy life... And, every&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knew that's the way he liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: "My dearest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt It was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hard for me to change so I just went ahead.I never thought that could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you for anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste.. But I have had the salty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you for my whole life,even though I have to drink the salty coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her tears made the letter totally wet.Someday, someone asked her: what's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the taste of salty coffee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sweet. She replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is not 2 forget but 2 forgive, not 2 c but 2 understand, not 2 hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but 2 listen, not 2 let go but 2 HOLD ON !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever leave the one you love for the one you like, because the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you like will leave you for the one they love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find a guy, who calls you beautiful instead of hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who calls you back when you hang up on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who holds your hand in front of his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "...that's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-6993270742595162160?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/6993270742595162160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=6993270742595162160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/6993270742595162160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/6993270742595162160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/05/amazing-love-story.html' title='An amazing Love Story'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-5827334262034928100</id><published>2007-05-30T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:17:33.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ArGhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Com'on&lt;/span&gt;, give me a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;KPO&lt;/span&gt;! Stop asking me questions! I'm not going anywhere. I just resigned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better go kick my own ass. See! Never trust anyone! Some people dun keep their mouth shut. And some people imaginations are so good, they should never be in sales line, they should be a writer. Better still, they should be in politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I change my mind. Once a bitch, always a Bitch. Leopards never change it's spots. 狗改不了吃屎。Dun put words into my mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ahhhh&lt;/span&gt;... Shit you. Shit you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jus&lt;/span&gt; A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Dreamz&lt;/span&gt;, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-5827334262034928100?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/5827334262034928100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=5827334262034928100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/5827334262034928100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/5827334262034928100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/05/arghhhhhh.html' title='ArGhhhhhh'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-6518581414772131543</id><published>2007-05-28T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T17:40:53.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nokia Wisma</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. today is the 28th liao. Another 10 days, 10 days is all I need to endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda and Derrick is here to do a major stoke take of my shop. Ah bish, I only get to know that at 10.30am this morning. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, I can't believe that I'm stuck with him for the next 10 days. Yucks, just the plain slight of him makes me nauseous. *Bleachz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I just gave James a big surprise. He thinks I'm transferring out to another outlet. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never spend so much time alone with Brenda before. I mean as a group yes, but never just the 2 of us. After countless of cigarettes, I came to realised that she is not as bad as I thought she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, she is a very strong willed woman. Someone who thinks a lot. Someone who is very mature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to her, I suddenly feel so small. And I openly admitted that I am not a confident person. How? How should I build up my confident?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually quite stress now, with a tingle of sadness. Stress, as I dun know what the future holds for me. For the better or worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness, cause it took me 6 months to build up Wisma. Hopefully the person who take over my shop keep it this way. Neat, tidy, and improve the sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I'll miss the freedom, the staffs, the fridge, the water dispenser and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, Once again, I have to start up a shop from the scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! I'll do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-6518581414772131543?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/6518581414772131543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=6518581414772131543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/6518581414772131543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/6518581414772131543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/05/nokia-wisma.html' title='Nokia Wisma'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-4472837711993707695</id><published>2007-05-24T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:10.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Champions Leauge</title><content type='html'>One of the most anticipated football match in the year. Champions &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;league&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.. Frankly speaking, I dun really get the matches. FA Cup, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;EPL&lt;/span&gt;, bah bah bah bah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hahah&lt;/span&gt; .. All i know is that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LiverPool's&lt;/span&gt; playing today. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.. See, I'm surrounded by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;liverpool&lt;/span&gt; fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067811046073538786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RlR7S8YDmOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/oxBXhaVFI4E/s200/24052007227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup, although I know nuts bout soccer. (I dun get the point of 22 sweaty people chasing after 1 ball. ) My Bf loves it, I guess that's my way of trying to keep a relationship alive. As the old saying goes, if you can't beat them, join them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So here I am, middle of the night, waiting to see to see the match. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh ya. I just started using this new masks. Bought it from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Wastons&lt;/span&gt;, some herbal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;treatment&lt;/span&gt; mask. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's suppose to improve blood circulation in your face. (After usage, your face will be totally flushed with a healthy glow), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;therefore&lt;/span&gt; improving your skin texture. Some whitening ingredients to improve the look as well, reducing spots.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BUT! It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;skinks&lt;/span&gt;, big time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;imagine&lt;/span&gt; herbal smell, traditional medicine smell right on your face. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Haiz&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;bo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;pian&lt;/span&gt;, the things a woman do to beautify herself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll keep you update on the results. So far so good. I hope it works. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheers! The start of the match &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Jus&lt;/span&gt; A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Dreamz&lt;/span&gt;, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-4472837711993707695?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/4472837711993707695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=4472837711993707695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/4472837711993707695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/4472837711993707695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/05/champions-leauge.html' title='Champions Leauge'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RlR7S8YDmOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/oxBXhaVFI4E/s72-c/24052007227.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-740150740534737056</id><published>2007-05-21T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:11.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's supposely to be a relaxing weekend, shopping, going to the spa. Destressing my mind and rejunvenating my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wrong was I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Bish.. Going out with the Menel ladies are the most stressful thing that one can go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend the whole weekend in a daze, trying to chase up with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday Nite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Metro Sale @ Expo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time, we finished our weekly meeting, it was already 7.30pm. So we rushed there without dinner, walking non stop for the next 4 hours. They ended up with big bags, small bags and a empty purse.&lt;br /&gt;Me? I only managed to get 3 bedsheets. I can't believe them, how do they find so many things to buy. By the end of the 1st hour, I was already seeing stars everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner @Hougang 401&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner? I call that supper. I'm so famished that I cleared ever single bit of under average Hokkien Mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chilling out session @ Pungol Park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too dazed to engage in any conversation. So I was just floating in and out of their topics. The ladies, they are still as hyper as they were at the sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday @ Batam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miserable Morning @ 6.45am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I was rudely awaken from my sweet dreams by my ringing tone. "Good MORNING Iris! Wake up, wake up. You are going to be LATE!" Courtesy of Miss Brenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Froggy Trip @ 7.15am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Half walk, half dragged myself to Harbour Front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breakfast @ 8.05am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;MacDonald Breakfast with my eyes half opened, before I can registered the smell of my hotcakes, they are preparing to leave to get some shopping done! OMG! So i gobbled down my breakfast, drag all the way on my cigarettes, and started my chase after them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shopping @ 8.45am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Wastons???? Yes, Wastons shopping. -_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Journey to Batam @ 9.30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066879540681480370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RlEsGMYDmLI/AAAAAAAAACc/jqcjaMBv298/s200/20052007197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We kinda rushed into the ferry, squeezing and pushing. I though we already have the tickets?! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066879536386513058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RlEsF8YDmKI/AAAAAAAAACU/Vb4HgDjL7J0/s200/20052007193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of the journey, (*_*) that's about how i looked like during the next 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Batam @ 11.00am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Finally. Land! The rush again to clear the immgrations. The start of War.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spa @ 11.45am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ahhhh.. Just when I thought I can finally relax. Conversation was once again flowly freely through the partitions of walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Body Scrub. (Threating to scrub off my skin)&lt;br /&gt;- Shower (Where's the soap?)&lt;br /&gt;- Steam Bath (In a wooden box with only your head sticking out)&lt;br /&gt;- Massage (Ow, hmmmm, Ahhhh)&lt;br /&gt;- Milk Spa (Covered entirely in milk, left to dry like salted fish)&lt;br /&gt;- Milk Bath (Bath Tub Pleasure)&lt;br /&gt;- Shower (Oh, so the milky looking staff in the bowl is soap!)&lt;br /&gt;- Tea (Ginger tea so choking, I gave up)&lt;br /&gt;- Hair Treatment (Got my hair pulled and tug and steamed and blowed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shopping @ 2.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-_-''' The war starts again. This round, we were in the supermarket, calculating the differences down to the very cent. We filled the shopping trolley to the very brimed. Sanitary pads, toothbrush, chilli sauce, lotions, titbits, air freshner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner @ 5.30pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;W. Hmmm, taste funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ferry @ 6.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066879549271414978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RlEsGsYDmMI/AAAAAAAAACk/5GDTS0fs2xY/s200/20052007201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We rushed all the way to catch a early ride back to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;KO. I lost conciouness in the ferry. Fall asleep in 3seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singapore @ 8.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Home sweet Home. Ahhhhhhh... Vivo Shopping! OMG! I dead beat, once again, I was in a dazed, following blindly behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Supper @ 10.00pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Teochew Mauy at SA4. Hmmm.. Shiok shiok. Piping hot porridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ice @ 10.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066879553566382290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RlEsG8YDmNI/AAAAAAAAACs/dZeh5J85R3A/s200/21052007203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Drinking session. Ai yo. I can't hardly keep my eyes open. For the next 4 hours, the only thing I did was to try to keep myself awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Home Sweet Home @ 3.00am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Finally I'm home. Rushed through my shower and bah! KO in 3 seconds flat. The only thing going though my mind at the moment - I finally can rest. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my weekend. Come Morning, I still as tired as I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-740150740534737056?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/740150740534737056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=740150740534737056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/740150740534737056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/740150740534737056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/05/hectic-weekend.html' title='Hectic Weekend'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RlEsGMYDmLI/AAAAAAAAACc/jqcjaMBv298/s72-c/20052007197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-8068491556351279935</id><published>2007-05-20T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T00:51:11.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arghh.. Sick Again</title><content type='html'>Ai Yo...  Virus Virus Viruses.. it's everywhere. Sob Sob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just recovered from a bout of flu, and horrible, terrible fever. Shaky limbs, Shivering body, unbearable heat from within, and the worst part, freaking headache that threatens to split your skull from within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, I nearly tried doing that myself by banging by head against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part, I miss my good friend's Jean's Bday Celebration. Sorry Babe.. We'll make up to you k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still trying to cough my lungs out, so guess drinking is out, so is KTV. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I wonder if you guys have heard this piece of news. Someone in Singapore got under hot water for proclaiming himelf to be a secret society gang member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young 14 year old boy. Some tong tong club. Sorry, I'm never good at this. It seems like he got into some trouble with the law for doing that in his blog. Police investigations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, and they call this your personal blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah.. Beware of what you post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-8068491556351279935?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/8068491556351279935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=8068491556351279935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8068491556351279935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/8068491556351279935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/05/arghh-sick-again.html' title='Arghh.. Sick Again'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-5820096036309338892</id><published>2007-05-09T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:12.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Shopholic Chris &amp; Ris &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hahaha... Check out the damage that Miss ButterCup did to herself today. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062490026713926194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RkGT22k9yjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SSO_BuIVmi8/s200/09052007159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okie okie... Confession. The Red Bag is mine! ^^ NIce rite.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Courtesy of Miss ButterCup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062490031008893506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RkGT3Gk9ykI/AAAAAAAAAB8/oyGGYtQ0g68/s200/09052007161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hahah.. And poor her, who got bullied by me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Her new nick; Maria.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(We are all singing the song from 200pounds beauty for her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062490035303860818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RkGT3Wk9ylI/AAAAAAAAACE/4H3jYn5UMMI/s200/09052007157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*Big Grinz* And my best photo taken today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;TaTa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062493913659329122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RkGXZGk9ymI/AAAAAAAAACM/uAZ0MRZNqdY/s200/09052007153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Doesn't it look exactly like her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm such a good photographer. *Grinz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-5820096036309338892?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/5820096036309338892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=5820096036309338892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/5820096036309338892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/5820096036309338892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/05/shopholic-chris-ris-hahaha.html' title='-'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RkGT22k9yjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SSO_BuIVmi8/s72-c/09052007159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-2586246358033428784</id><published>2007-05-08T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:13.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sushi Craze</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yummy, Yummy... Check out our lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062103814664735234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RkA0mWk9ygI/AAAAAAAAABc/MESM164j6WM/s200/08052007152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up view of our Favourite Sashimi.. So Fresh, it literally melts in your mouth. Dipped in wonderful light sauce plus heavenly wasabi... OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062103823254669842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RkA0m2k9yhI/AAAAAAAAABk/mahumCk5jvs/s200/08052007151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part, You cannot believe how cheap the meal costs us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only less than $50 (4 person share). For that amount of salmon that we ate, it will probably cost us a bomb - at least $100 bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe.. Do u feel a pang of hunger? Or do i detect some vinegar smell in the air?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. We love you bubbles....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-2586246358033428784?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/2586246358033428784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=2586246358033428784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/2586246358033428784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/2586246358033428784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/05/sushi-craze-yummy-yummy.html' title='The Sushi Craze'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RkA0mWk9ygI/AAAAAAAAABc/MESM164j6WM/s72-c/08052007152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-4654383412340806393</id><published>2007-05-07T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T16:15:52.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creativity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Check out the Bday Card that I made for my Favourite Friend FaZai. One horny Guy. Heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="271" alt="" src="http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/07052007146.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Here's how the inside looks like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="185" alt="" src="http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/07052007147.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;And the clause that I added in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/07052007149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Cool Right?? Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-4654383412340806393?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/4654383412340806393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=4654383412340806393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/4654383412340806393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/4654383412340806393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/05/creativity.html' title='Creativity'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-3161030380368928802</id><published>2007-05-07T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T15:17:03.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Emotional</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;No matter how much your heart is hurting,&lt;br /&gt;The world doesn't stop turning for your grieve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It was in my Secondary days when I first heard of this phrase. As time pass, I came to realise that this is true. So true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;No matter how badly your heart is hurt, even till the extend that your heart feels like there's a million pieces of glass shards going through it, time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;''t stop. And it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wun&lt;/span&gt; stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The only way to cure, is to pick yourself up. And ironically, time will cure everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just saw the DVD of i not stupid 2. Such a touching show. Shed quite a bit of tears. The only way to give up a person totally, is to give up hope on that person. This is so true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Something from Mother Teresa that i strongly believe:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Being unwanted, unloved, uncared for, forgotten by everybody, I think that is a much greater hunger, a much greater poverty than the person who has nothing to eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Hunger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is more hunger in the world for love and appreciation in this world than for bread.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Life's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jus&lt;/span&gt; A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dreamz&lt;/span&gt;, Or Nightmare U decide&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/1929349626116823336-3161030380368928802?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/3161030380368928802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=3161030380368928802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/3161030380368928802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/3161030380368928802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/05/being-emotional.html' title='Being Emotional'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-2380253829921149624</id><published>2007-05-05T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:13.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As the old saying goes:" U can't make everybody happy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's really true. We quarelled last nite. Once again, It's the same damn problem. The problem really lies with me. I'm just too insecure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060913876795509218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rjv6W2k9yeI/AAAAAAAAABM/zpvo5XwRbYM/s200/CIMG2837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's not going to happen again. Enough is enough. I promise myself. It's only going to hurt us both if i continue feeling this way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There will be no more questions. Sorry D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060964939661691378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="166" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RjwozGk9yfI/AAAAAAAAABU/IVo1cus9gIM/s200/pain.jpg" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Life's Jus A Dreamz, Or Nightmare U decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-2380253829921149624?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/2380253829921149624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=2380253829921149624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/2380253829921149624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/2380253829921149624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/05/as-old-saying-goes-u-cant-make.html' title='Haiz'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rjv6W2k9yeI/AAAAAAAAABM/zpvo5XwRbYM/s72-c/CIMG2837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-509289219732593129</id><published>2007-05-04T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:15.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Working again.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haiz&lt;/span&gt;.. After 6 days of MC, the least thing on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; mind is work. Back to the damn job again. Today the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bas&lt;/span&gt;***&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;d's&lt;/span&gt; on MC again. Sometimes I cannot understand how some people can be so self-centered. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Okie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;okie&lt;/span&gt;.. Enough of my grumbling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;... With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ButterCup&lt;/span&gt; today.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.. Just spend the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt; before crapping with her. As usual, complaining bout each another lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rjq6WGk9yZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/PrK5Nesw-co/s1600-h/Image115.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060562020189718930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rjq6WGk9yZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/PrK5Nesw-co/s200/Image115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Check out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;NOKIA&lt;/span&gt; girls.. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060560740289464706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="154" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rjq5Lmk9yYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/12dits8Gng4/s200/02052007121-001.jpg" width="171" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Ya.. Check this out.. ^^ Cool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Butterfly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Earrings&lt;/span&gt;. Courtesy of Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Piao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Piao&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060570038893660626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/RjrBo2k9ydI/AAAAAAAAABE/5Ddrek6D5zQ/s200/04052007123-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rjq-2Gk9ybI/AAAAAAAAAA0/JaWS5BGzDrM/s1600-h/04052007123-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Okie&lt;/span&gt;.. The photo does the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;earrings&lt;/span&gt; no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Justice&lt;/span&gt; at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rjq_w2k9ycI/AAAAAAAAAA8/SHLpfzuLgFQ/s1600-h/30032007003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060567977309358530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rjq_w2k9ycI/AAAAAAAAAA8/SHLpfzuLgFQ/s200/30032007003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yup... That's her.. Miss Bambi. Pretty right? (But I prettier &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;) *Evil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Grinz&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Life's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Jus&lt;/span&gt; A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Dreamz&lt;/span&gt;, Or Nightmare U decide..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929349626116823336-509289219732593129?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/509289219732593129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=509289219732593129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/509289219732593129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/509289219732593129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/05/back-to-work.html' title='Back to Work'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rjq6WGk9yZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/PrK5Nesw-co/s72-c/Image115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929349626116823336.post-3900124148997882429</id><published>2007-05-01T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:01:15.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hip Hip Hooray</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rjdjf2k9yWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nGSvXu7KTJo/s1600-h/27042007094.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Hmmm... This is my very first entry.. ^^ I'm been invited so mani countless times that my bubbles and buttercup have sort of given up on asking me to blog. ^^ Yuppies! Now we can finally change up with each and others' lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meant to upload earlier on. Hehz.. Finally managed to get everything in place now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gez.. Seems like or recent post are all not too good ya. Bubbles got her teeth all removed. (Not all lah! (i think just 8 right?) Go on girl! butterCup got her heart broken.. (She didn't update lor! Her love life's seems to be improving)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me! i jsut got discharged from the hospital for gastric problems. SEE!!!! it's a must to eat properly and healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059622427374242162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rjdjymk9yXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/URPOefubtbg/s200/27042007094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;That's the freaking painful drip that they put on me. Kuku doctors, you go in for gastric problems and they refuse to let u eat. they think that the liquid diet is the most healty diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Stay tuned for the next posting! (Hint* there will be more of my best friend of 17 years )&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/1929349626116823336-3900124148997882429?l=dillusionris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/feeds/3900124148997882429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1929349626116823336&amp;postID=3900124148997882429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/3900124148997882429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1929349626116823336/posts/default/3900124148997882429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dillusionris.blogspot.com/2007/05/hip-hip-hooray.html' title='Hip Hip Hooray'/><author><name>-*DreamzR[i]s*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003343457913442271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/dreamzris/DSC000688-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wtK5ocp8Wsw/Rjdjymk9yXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/URPOefubtbg/s72-c/27042007094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
