<?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-5523726</id><updated>2011-09-10T20:43:42.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little one</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>320</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-3467792768194532640</id><published>2010-12-09T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T02:31:34.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two little ones,....</title><content type='html'>Since there is one more,...seems like i have longer things to type,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gor gor J is down with influenza and have to be separated from mei mei,...&lt;br /&gt;mei mei have been bunking in the living rm with mummy,..&lt;br /&gt;gor gor have been waking up at night and demanding to go outside to sleep with mummy and mei mei,...  which,... of cos,..lead to all the wailing and crying,...&lt;br /&gt;Sorry gor gor,...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet gor gor,...rush out of the bed room and throw mei mei's beanie bag to mummy and ran back in to bed,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet gor gor have been gentle and sayang meimei,..so far,... he kept his distant if mummy says so ,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gor gor is now 16.8kg,...as last measured ,...by dr lim.&lt;br /&gt;mei mei is 3 kg,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meimei went through the first week with a demanding night routine,..&lt;br /&gt;its her second week of life now,..and she have settle well through the night for the second time,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gor gor and padad,...ah ma,..get well soon so that mei mei can go and sleep together with gor gor,..and gor gor don't have to cry in the middle of the night in demand to go to the living rm,..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-3467792768194532640?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/3467792768194532640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=3467792768194532640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/3467792768194532640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/3467792768194532640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2010/12/two-little-ones.html' title='two little ones,....'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-5715294628884543522</id><published>2010-12-03T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T12:24:34.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little  Jernice,...</title><content type='html'>little jernice is checked to be inside her protection with low amniotic fluid,... therefore dr decided to induce her out the next day morning since she is full term&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy don't like the idea as it is not chosen by jernice,....&lt;br /&gt;early next morning on the 30th nov 5am, mummy felt contractions while sleeping and it is intense,...mummy wake daddy and called ah ma and ah kong over to take care of gor gor,...&lt;br /&gt;mummy reached hos at 640am and was only 3-4cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by 815 doc arrived,... i am already 6-7cm,..&lt;br /&gt;doc suggest i induce and the baby will be out in 30mins,...&lt;br /&gt;i am induced,....and my water bag start to break,...&lt;br /&gt;20mins later,...i am ready to push...&lt;br /&gt;jernice is out,...at 916am,..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-5715294628884543522?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/5715294628884543522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=5715294628884543522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/5715294628884543522'/><link rel='self' 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eating out in  a restaurant (kopitiam style) with her papa and best friend ling,...what a  weird combination,..!!! see,...Padad was not in the picture,....my mama is not in the picture,...Jayemos????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some how,...we got through the order and was already waiting for almost an hour plus for the food,...during the wait,...all these happen,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. across my view of the round table,...about 15metres away,..someone was playing ping pong,..the player miss the ball and the ball came shooting towards our table,..what to do??? hit back lor,.strangely  enough,..it was in dreams where we have super powers,...the ball went right back to the owner,....i even cheered to myself in the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. after some time and some chit chat,..i turn my head to the left and found next to my table,...a lioness vs a cat,....i was too shocked and turn my head away just as the lion is about to do something to the cat,...&lt;br /&gt;i turned my head back and found this old granny taking the kopitiam stool and hold it between the lioness and her grandchild,...the stool scared the lioness and the lioness shift her butt below our table,...i can even feel her furry butt on my legs,....you can imagine how quick i have raised my legs under the table,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment,...i began to feel that we have been waiting for the food for quite a long time,...i ask my old dad and ling,..have we made our orders yet??? after some thoughts,..yes,..we have,..i asked about our food,and the waiter who ordered our food told us that one of the dishes is not ready,..or even recommend us to chose other food...what is that dish???? Some wild dish,....crocodile or snake meat,....(when did i start to have a liking for this kind of food) the waiter den proceed to recommend us to go other places to dine,....he even bring us to the place,...imagine us walking off and into another restaurant,...he even took the menu and show it to us,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up,.glad to be back in reality,..with Jayemos and Padad next to me,....without eating anything (haiks) ,....as for the wild dishes,...(ewwwww!!!) Lioness,...cute,...i should have pat her in the dream,...its not like i can ever pat a real lion with my hands,..but at least my legs get to touch her butt,...i din even get a chance to scold the waiter for slow food service,....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-86421312020020797?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/86421312020020797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=86421312020020797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/86421312020020797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/86421312020020797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2010/11/yetanother-sleepless-night.html' title='yet,....another sleepless night'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-6406113548441789557</id><published>2010-11-27T23:38:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T00:11:17.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The reluctant blue fish....</title><content type='html'>Jayemos's first concert performance,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TPEmhUDsXRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0eA8aS_zA6U/s1600/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TPEmhUDsXRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0eA8aS_zA6U/s400/DSC_0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544254970031529234" border="0" /&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and Padad heard children's noises coming from the corner and found the casts there,...&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos spotted us and pointed at mummy,...."mummy"&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos decided not to go back with the cast and even make fuss,..&lt;br /&gt;There were glitters and yes,..eye shadow,...and lip stick,.... SEXY spandex suit,...&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and Padad have to rush out,.. so that order and peace can be achieved,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TPEnkZOSHMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f4qq_Hr3MxY/s1600/DSC_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TPEnkZOSHMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f4qq_Hr3MxY/s400/DSC_0080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544256122469358786" border="0" /&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second performance : Under the sea by the PG and N1,...&lt;br /&gt;The blue fish,..second in line,..broke off and ran back to the mother fish,.. (expected!! from mummy and padad,...we both broke into laughter,.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TPEoHpe3HeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/HQtrzQjNuWw/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TPEoHpe3HeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/HQtrzQjNuWw/s400/DSC_0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544256728129281506" border="0" /&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest were stuck,...while the blue fish fight to stay back,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TPEpDUHkSqI/AAAAAAAAABE/2-eZICqYprc/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TPEpDUHkSqI/AAAAAAAAABE/2-eZICqYprc/s400/DSC_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544257753186585250" border="0" /&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reluctant fish,.....fight back,..while the rest happily swam around,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TPEp7xtnBdI/AAAAAAAAABM/9pmqOXsNLdg/s1600/DSC_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TPEp7xtnBdI/AAAAAAAAABM/9pmqOXsNLdg/s400/DSC_0100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544258723203450322" border="0" /&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally,..back in safety,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TPErsh2_mNI/AAAAAAAAABU/cWiUk3hp7Ck/s1600/DSC_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TPErsh2_mNI/AAAAAAAAABU/cWiUk3hp7Ck/s400/DSC_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544260660273060050" border="0" /&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_RaakBsA4v_U/TPEszfcRRII/AAAAAAAAABk/aIdc14nfC_M/s1600/DSC_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TPEszfcRRII/AAAAAAAAABk/aIdc14nfC_M/s400/DSC_0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544261879394813058" border="0" /&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still refusing to swim out,...no matter how much coaxing was given,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TPEsPk9xuLI/AAAAAAAAABc/KSpmrNqISD0/s1600/DSC_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TPEsPk9xuLI/AAAAAAAAABc/KSpmrNqISD0/s400/DSC_0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544261262402238642" border="0" /&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end,..Jayemos enjoyed the rest of the concert with mummy and padad at the seats,..&lt;br /&gt;^_^ .,...the concert ended beautifully,...all parents seems to be beaming with joy to see their little one on stage,..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-6406113548441789557?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/6406113548441789557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=6406113548441789557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/6406113548441789557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/6406113548441789557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2010/11/reluctant-blue-fish.html' title='The reluctant blue fish....'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TPEmhUDsXRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0eA8aS_zA6U/s72-c/DSC_0083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-3377243239486337578</id><published>2010-11-26T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T00:19:04.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear Jayemos</title><content type='html'>Gor Gor J,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy is glad that you ate your dinner so well for the past few days,....usually you don't even wanna take the first bite,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night weather is good these few days,..however mummy suffers from insomnia and could only sleep for an hour or two in the afternoon,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gor gor J have started to show off that he too wants to make a choice,....&lt;br /&gt;Padad ask J,...what Jayemos wants daddy to draw....Jayemos would say "hmmmmm,.............animals"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy ask J at the hopscotch mat,...choose a no. Jayemos,...Jayemos will say,.." hmmmmm,....5 and rush to jump onto 5,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy ask J what he would like to see,..Jayemos would say,...hmmmmm,...Shapes,..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-3377243239486337578?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/3377243239486337578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=3377243239486337578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/3377243239486337578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/3377243239486337578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2010/11/dear-jayemos.html' title='dear Jayemos'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-3088657287839799171</id><published>2010-11-24T03:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T04:01:03.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>39 weeks,...and still going on,....</title><content type='html'>if,...little princess is same as gor gor,.she should be out by 22 Nov,...that day pass by,...without any news,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Koh is saying a 50-50 chances on this week and also above 40weeks,... dilated alittle,..princess seems to be enjoying in the womb,..of course mummy would prefer to wait for the princess to be ready,...rather den induced,....Dr Koh says princess is small,..a 2.8plus to 3.0 at birth,..3kg to mama,..is HUGH,...&lt;br /&gt;well Gor Gor is only a 2.6 at birth,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are all set to go,..just waiting for the little princess to finish touching up to greet us,...the clothes are ready, changing station set up in place, refrigerators are set,...bottles and pumps are clean,..the labour bag is lying on the floor,....even the doorstep all washed down for the new entry in the house,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging bout that,..daddy still owe mummy the mat to be washed,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gor Gor Jayemos loves his ah kong and ah ma,....and call them sweetly every day,...even back at home,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy is looking forward to changing Jayemos's Toys after Princess's arrival,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the organ&lt;br /&gt;the big remote car, the domino set (finally bought last week), the three thomas train sets, the two right brain connection sets, the fine motor skill training kit, the sand art, the chopstick, the fishing pond....etc etc,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy's backpain is becoming a nuisance in mummy's life,....it is constantly there,..like a tail,..and its a really big and aching one,..mummy can't sleep well at all,....carrying a heavy beach ball is prove to take a few shifting to turn from right to left side,...lying flatup is almost impossible,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so,... daddy and mummy finally "settle down" on a Chinese name for princess "Jernice"(a few months before birth),... "Zi Xuan"( two weeks before birth),.. after all the fight with Na and Ling,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/yongjie/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="skyblue"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mandarintools.com/cgi-bin/ugif/7D2B.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mandarintools.com/sounds/zi3.aif"&gt;zǐ&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; purple&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="lightblue"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mandarintools.com/cgi-bin/ugif/8431.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mandarintools.com/sounds/xuan1.aif"&gt;xuān&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Hemerocallis flava&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come it seems much easily when thinking of "Jayemos" (formed after birth)  and "Yi Bin" (a few months before birth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="skyblue"&gt;&lt;td&gt;翼&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mandarintools.com/sounds/yi4.aif"&gt;yì&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; wing&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="lightblue"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mandarintools.com/cgi-bin/ugif/658C.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mandarintools.com/sounds/bin1.aif"&gt;bīn&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; ornamental; refined&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night...and get well Gor Gor Jayemos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-3088657287839799171?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/3088657287839799171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=3088657287839799171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/3088657287839799171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/3088657287839799171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2010/11/39-weeksand-still-going-on.html' title='39 weeks,...and still going on,....'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-935724267612668337</id><published>2010-11-20T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T23:31:22.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time out for Jayemos</title><content type='html'>Gor gor Jayemos got his ever first time out away from home at west mall today,...&lt;br /&gt;Mama felt sorry too,...cos,..it is abit late into jayemos's bed time and Jayemos probably is tired and that is why all the fuss at going against mama,.. (see,..Jayemos hardly go against mama,....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Jayemos is a well behaved toddler who would listen,..given time for him to think and have enough,...of cos not being confused by the different degree of discipline,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless,...distractions and loving touch is required at a certain degree,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-935724267612668337?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/935724267612668337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=935724267612668337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/935724267612668337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/935724267612668337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2010/11/time-out-for-jayemos.html' title='time out for Jayemos'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-4037538717460414329</id><published>2010-11-18T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T22:00:28.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gor Gor Jayemos is now 95cm,...and weighs,...  ????kg..&lt;br /&gt;mei mei,..weighs about 2.8kg now,....&lt;br /&gt;mama must hurry think of a chinese name for mei mei,..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-4037538717460414329?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/4037538717460414329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=4037538717460414329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/4037538717460414329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/4037538717460414329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2010/11/gor-gor-jayemos-is-now-95cm.html' title=''/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-6236962779472169145</id><published>2010-11-13T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T23:22:14.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jayemos,.....today mummy and padad attended your first performance at Nanyang Girls high. Capre diem Starlets have been working hard in practicing and rehearsing,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and daddy finally get to see you in your costume,..kekekeke,...kakoii ne,...its a blue spandex material and your hat is a blue fish,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy and daddy were there slightly after 2pm,..we followed the children's voices and found you with your chinese teacher,....she carried you and you spotted Mama,...you point and said "mama",...&lt;br /&gt;You have glitters around your eyes and that looks like eye shadow and lip stick,..keekekek,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't want us to leave though,....cos you were needed by the teachers,..and started to fuss,.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your segment is Under the sea,...2nd performance from the start. Mummy and Padad stop you when the little fishes are suppose to be coming out in line,....one blue fish ,..second in line,..ran off back into the arms of the "mother fish" and reluctant to join in the line of little fishes,..around 4-5 of you though,....^_^ mummy is glad that you have your fishy hat on,..^_^&lt;br /&gt;Teacher said coaxing you into the costume is real hard,...coaxing you to wear the hat,..is real problem,..teacher have to secretly keep your home clothes to make you wear the costume,.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were tired out,...at slept before 9pm,...rest well Jayemos,...my little blue fish,...so reluctant to swim into the sea,... ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-6236962779472169145?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/6236962779472169145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=6236962779472169145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/6236962779472169145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/6236962779472169145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2010/11/jayemos.html' title=''/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-6923987269010930456</id><published>2010-11-10T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T21:54:58.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mummy is proud of Jayemos when Jayemos say BYE BYE mummy,...SEE YOU,...during nap time,....when mummy have to leave house and ah ma is there to put him to sleep,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos really loves to drink hot tea,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos like his mos fish burger with ketchep,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos loves onigiri,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos took a bite on another toddler who disrupt and threaten his time with his playground wheels,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-6923987269010930456?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/6923987269010930456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=6923987269010930456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/6923987269010930456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/6923987269010930456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2010/11/mummy-is-proud-of-jayemos-when-jayemos.html' title=''/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-3291744934569979399</id><published>2010-11-10T02:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T02:52:25.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gor Gor J visited maternal great grandmother's sister today,....&lt;br /&gt;Jaye refuse to step into the house initially,...coaxed in by a sweet and he was making himself comfortable with the yan yan biscuits,...not long after,...5 year old gor gor came and introduced himself,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5year old's card game: uno transformer card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;void sign is called the entrance.,..&lt;br /&gt;mummy is still figuring out in the first set of game.&lt;br /&gt;So,.....he will always be the one making the first move, pick 2 cards that reveals one number bigger or lesser then the other,...&lt;br /&gt;mummy, the opponent can't pick out the perfect match. So it was all picking up of 2 cards,..randomly,..and 5year old wins the game,.. taking turns stop at the last 2sets,..the last set of cards belongs to his,...even though he already pick up the previous set,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 year old decided to show little J his garden,....and was little J so interested,...&lt;br /&gt;a little horsey game with padad and little J,...&lt;br /&gt;hide and seek game,....was so interesting when we counted to 10 and he hide in front of us,....after the count of 10,...only little J could not find him,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5year old Kaemon (now i remember his name) played monopoly with padad,...while little J spots the gor gor's container with toys inside,...&lt;br /&gt;mummy ask of if mummy can open and see whats inside his treasure box,..and he proudly say treasure box of cos,..mummy open and ask if i can play some of the toys in the box and return it back into the treasure box after i have played,.and Kaemon said of cos i could,... Kaemon says he only play monopoly with big ppl,....little J was soon exploring Gor gor's toys,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milk tricks with bao bao proofed to set little J dropping off Gor Gor's cars,...padad took this chance to put it back into the treasure box,...it was a smooth retreat,...Kaemon was told to play a fast game,..one cycle of the monopoly,..as we were leaving soon,...buying houses,..paying rent to padad was proof to be a little hurting for the 5year old,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy's really gonna head back to sleepless sleep again,....the backache is climbing up the spin again,....mummy have to spread those aching evenly through,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GoR Gor J,....hug,..mummy loves you,.....get well from your coughing soon,........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-3291744934569979399?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-7258658966843748928</id><published>2010-11-08T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T22:19:19.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gor gor Jayemos,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J went for his first concert rehearsal at Nanyang Girls High school today,....missed his nap,..and his bath,.....and his milk,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy and ah ma wondered if the teachers have gotten J to put on the fish hat for the concert,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy felt that mummy and daddy is having either higher behavior expectations or have exhausted ourselves cos mummy felt that mummy is not giving J much patience,.....so is daddy,.....&lt;br /&gt;:(  ,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spilled water,..spilled milk,...eating his fingers,..throwing toys,..refusal to stand properly,..refusal to sleep,....kicking mummy and daddy,...wanting to walk his way,...refuse to let us hold his hand,...rolling in the toilet floor,...stepping on his poo poo,...refusing to eat,...smearing his oily hands over his hair,...smearing his dirty hands on mummy,....refuse to walk,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,..what is so tough about alllll these?????????????????????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-7258658966843748928?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/7258658966843748928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=7258658966843748928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/7258658966843748928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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want coins" for all the games at the arcade and shopping mall and the rocking mobiles at the shopping areas.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos enjoyed being in the sleepywrap,... ^_^ finally,..a wrap that i can use ,...of cos padad is the one getting all warm and cosy with him,...looking forward to wrapping the princess,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy hope little princess loves dressing up,..cos mummy can't do that with GorGorJ,.. GorGorJ is one that dislike to be changed,..wearing things on him means putting up a fight,...bye bye hats and caps,...bye bye watches,..socks and shoes,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy loves munching ice and padad couldn't stop teaching J to sing the "mummy putt putt" song,...how irritating,.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-8031231826045768233?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/8031231826045768233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=8031231826045768233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/8031231826045768233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/8031231826045768233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2010/11/gor-gor-jayemos.html' title='Gor gor Jayemos'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-7787346128994870302</id><published>2010-11-02T11:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T11:39:41.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am 2 1/2 years old today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TM-Fz1gaWBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7XzO-d1geCY/s1600/IMG_0930.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jayemos is 2 1/2 years old.&lt;br /&gt;Mei mei is now 36weeks,...in mummy's tummy,..and weighs 2.7kg,..&lt;br /&gt;the house is almost ready for mei mei,....&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos did not say bye bye to mummy when mummy drops him to school,...&lt;br /&gt;mummy says: "he just went in without turning back ^_^, which is  a good thing,... it shows that everything about the school is fine for him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TM-Fz1gaWBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7XzO-d1geCY/s1600/IMG_0930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TM-Fz1gaWBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7XzO-d1geCY/s400/IMG_0930.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534789592644474898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TM-FzTksxRI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MSxgjrIMaxs/s1600/IMG_0911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TM-FzTksxRI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MSxgjrIMaxs/s400/IMG_0911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534789583535654162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jayemos went to the zoo and the maze at jurong safra, missing his usual sleeping routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is scared of the animals,..especially when we go near the horse and ponies.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos proudly shout out zebra, giraffe, rhino,...ostrich when we walk pass the animals he adore from his plastic friends back at home,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is performing in his school's end of year concert next week. Mummy and Padad are looking forward to seeing him on stage for the very first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy hope that mei mei would come into the world very soon,....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-7787346128994870302?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/7787346128994870302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=7787346128994870302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/7787346128994870302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/7787346128994870302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-am-2-12-years-old-today.html' title='i am 2 1/2 years old today'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RaakBsA4v_U/TM-Fz1gaWBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7XzO-d1geCY/s72-c/IMG_0930.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-2357275814986434591</id><published>2010-10-02T02:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T02:57:53.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jayemos at 29 months</title><content type='html'>Dear Jayemos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a few weeks time,.....there will be more love around the house,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho,...your baby sister here is a reallll   "BIGGG" girl,..&lt;br /&gt;mummy is scared from the week 30 and 1.78kg figure,.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that it will still be a natural """"""painless""""""" birth this time round....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you kissed your sister through the protection cover,...when we say "can you kiss mei mei?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember your birth,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a sleepless night for mummy,....&lt;br /&gt;mummy decided to skip work on 2 may 2008 for a stomach discomfort (it was around 5 in the morning)&lt;br /&gt;mummy went to the polyclinic and the contractions were around 20mins apart,...&lt;br /&gt;mummy could not tolerate the queue and walk off,....decided to go to dr koh later,...&lt;br /&gt;mummy went to ah ma's house and it was already 10plus,.&lt;br /&gt;mummy found the "show" ,... you are coming,...&lt;br /&gt;mummy called daddy and we decided to meet at dr koh later that afternoon,....&lt;br /&gt;it was already pass 4pm when we were called in to be checked,..contractions were around 5-10mins apart,..mummy's getting irritated,..&lt;br /&gt;dr koh said mummy's  5cm dilated and you are engaged real low,..we have to be rush to the hospital and you will be out by 9pm&lt;br /&gt;we have nothing prepared,...hopped into the cab and reach mount A,.it is ready 5plus,..&lt;br /&gt;by the time the nurse got my clear my ***** and got me in the suit,..the delivery room is real cold and mummy dislike the things that is use to detect the contractions  clinging on me,.&lt;br /&gt;mummy stayed in the delivery room and the contractions were closer and closer,..more and more unbearable,...&lt;br /&gt;god knows how it actually progress,...&lt;br /&gt;mummy is masked on by the time the mid wife says its 8-9cm dilated,..&lt;br /&gt;mummy asked for an epidural,..rejected,..cos its too late,..&lt;br /&gt;asked for cesarean,..rejected ,..cos you are coming,.&lt;br /&gt;9.5cm,...mid wife decided to call in the doctor,..&lt;br /&gt;mummy hang dear life for the only comfort,....the gas,......pulled daddy's shirt from M to a XXL and was lamenting that the minute of contraction is coming,...relieved the next minute,....pulling daddy's shirt for the the alternate minute,...&lt;br /&gt;doctor came in and mummy is ready to receieve you,..&lt;br /&gt;you came out in a few pushes....&lt;br /&gt;it is 9.20pm,..you were loud ,..&lt;br /&gt;and its all over,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time we were wheeled out,.....you were crying loudly,..it is already near 11 plus,..in the night,.&lt;br /&gt;daddy went home to changed up,...&lt;br /&gt;mummy breastfed you a few times that night.,....and you even gave mummy a smile,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i wonder how will your little sister's birth be like,..?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god bless us all,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-2357275814986434591?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/2357275814986434591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=2357275814986434591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/2357275814986434591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/2357275814986434591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2010/10/jayemos-at-29-months.html' title='Jayemos at 29 months'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-1124754438363451643</id><published>2010-07-26T09:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T15:46:13.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jayemos at 26 months</title><content type='html'>Jayemos's independents starts to grow,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos still insist on going his way.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos will say No NO NO nOnonononononon if you try to transit him too quickly from one place to another,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos love singing and knew many songs... Old macdonald, how much is that doggie in the window,..liang zhi lao hu, happy birthday song, once i caught a fish alive, twinkle twinkle little star, row row row your boat,..etc etc,&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos running skill can be compared with Daddy's,.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos loves soup,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos loves bread,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos's hunger strike ended,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos loves drawing,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos insist we climb up the playground with him,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is possesive of his toys and games and would fight with anyone who want to snatch it from him,...even someone double his size,.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is now 93.5cm and weighs around 15-16kg,.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos loves to read and would demand not to go bed at all,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos knows his shapes like square, circle, semi circle, triangle, rectangle, diamond, heart, oval,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos stand in his time out zone with his hands on his head once,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos knows what sound to make when mummy ask him "what sound does the sheep makes?" he knows about the cat, dog, goat, monkey, car, train, bicycle, motorbike, frog,elephant, rooster, duck,...and even iphone,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos knows that a is for alot of things like airplane,..apple,...ants,..b is for balloon, bear, ball,..c is for cat,...d is for dog...e is for elephant, ear,..f is for fish,...feet.,.g is for giraffe,...goat,..h is for head,.hat.,.hair,..happy,.i is for ice cream,..j is for jump,.jayemos,.k is for kick,..l is for lion,..m is for monkey,..mummy.. o is for octopus,.. t is for tiger...u is for umbrella,..y is for yellow,.and z is for zebra,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we love you jayemos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-1124754438363451643?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-4295102960165110838</id><published>2010-04-23T10:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T11:18:47.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My active 23 month,.</title><content type='html'>Dear Jayemos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toddler Jayemos have decided to stay longer time in school and would lie down on the floor to protest should we push him to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Toddler Jayemos recognize his A-Z and even say all of them out by 20month old.&lt;br /&gt;Toddler Jayemos also recognize his 1-12 by 20Month old.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos love to say YAH!!! when we release him from the bedroom to the hall.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos say YAH when we reach home.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos say his colors - red blue green yellow, purple, black, pink. and shapes - circle, square.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos demanded and say "OPEN" when he wanted something in the tub or open the door.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos say OUTSIDE when he decided its not time for bed or nap.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is weaned off from mama this month.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is being train to sleep by himself without being pat to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos know how to say MOON, DUSTBIN, LIGHTS, TREE, STICK, ANTS, LIFT, JUMP, KICK, WATER.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos knows his animals - elephant (ELLE), MONKEY, LION, kangaroo (ROO) ,RABBIT, SHEEP, BEAR, GOAT, DUCK. etc.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos knows his EARS, EYES, EYEBROW, CHEEK, TEETH, CHIN, MOUTH, NOSE, HAND, LEGS,&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos also know his right leg from his left leg.&lt;br /&gt;it will be the last term of being in shicida,....&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos love to play "BLIND FOLDING" tag game by closing his eyes,..although he do peek and walk to catch us.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos love to draw circles and sing "ROUND and ROUND, ROUND and ROUND"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When papa sing twinke twinkle little , Jayemos will shout "STAR"&lt;br /&gt;When papa sing how i wonder what you , Jayemos will shout "ARE"&lt;br /&gt;When papa sing up above the world so , Jayemos will shout "HIGH"&lt;br /&gt;When papa sing like a diamond in the , Jayemos will shout "SKY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos love to hug and kiss good bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-4295102960165110838?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/4295102960165110838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=4295102960165110838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/4295102960165110838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/4295102960165110838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-active-23-month.html' title='My active 23 month,.'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-3084326957009697842</id><published>2010-01-18T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:08:23.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Gram,...i love you,..</title><content type='html'>it was a long fight. a long one for her age,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will miss you ,..and still love you grams,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grams,...taught me patience,...cos,.she was one,.&lt;br /&gt;my grams,..taught me to be mediculous,...cos,.she was one,..&lt;br /&gt;my grams,....is the prettiest old lady in the world,..&lt;br /&gt;my grams,....she can comb my hair,..for half and hour,...trying to shape it like a curry pox,....after combing hers her half and hour,.&lt;br /&gt;my grams,..showed me how she could breath in the cig and puff the smoke out from her nose,..&lt;br /&gt;my grams,...showed me how to cut queue by going directly to the counter,..&lt;br /&gt;my grams,...played hide and seek with me,..without me knowing,...&lt;br /&gt;my grams,....sat on the rubber and slide down the slope when i am feeling just a little bit out of nerve at the top,..&lt;br /&gt;my grams,...love jayemos,...and always plan to have jayemos sitting still on her lap,..&lt;br /&gt;my grams,...got the tip of her eye poke by a young and jesty toddler,..&lt;br /&gt;my grams,..taught me to count money,..&lt;br /&gt;my grams,...taught me to burn plastic and seal the sour plums in,..&lt;br /&gt;my grams,..taught me how to be thrifty,..&lt;br /&gt;my grams,...make a cup of tea with her heart and she gave it to me,..&lt;br /&gt;my grams,..makes the best coffee or tea set with toasted bread,..&lt;br /&gt;my grams,..cut the neatest slices of bread from the loaf,..&lt;br /&gt;my grams,..love her coffee beans and bread to be the freshest,..&lt;br /&gt;my grams,...took care of the nocturnal baby grand daughter while her mummy is lying sick on her bed and her daddy just sewn up his leg,..&lt;br /&gt;my grams,........be my grams again,... i love you,.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;i guess it has been a great long journey,..&lt;br /&gt;RIP!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-3084326957009697842?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/3084326957009697842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=3084326957009697842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/3084326957009697842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/3084326957009697842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2010/01/rip-grami-love-you.html' title='RIP Gram,...i love you,..'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-8939232367324192889</id><published>2009-10-23T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:01:20.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jayemos</title><content type='html'>Jayemos is now 17 months, he is running hard, walking without paying attention to whats on the floor, turning circles with his arms wide open, dancing and even showing off his ballerina skills of tip toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos now sleeps around two and a half in the daynap, and ten hours at night.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos love chasing birds and will say,..bbbirrdddd birddd,..birrdd,..birrdd,..birrd,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos call train by making a sound from his chest.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos loves balloon,..and will say ballllllon, balllllllon,..ballllooon whenever he saw one.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos loves ball,.and will say ball ball ball ball whenever he sees something round.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos love taking a bath ..he will say batttthh,.batttth,.batttt,...in the bathtube, jayemos know its bath time and run to the toliet when mama sings the song "this is the way we wash our hair , wash our hair , wash our hair,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos loves his milk, and will run to lie down on the bed or on his dry pool or blocks mat even before we bring him the milk,...&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos loves his alphabet song every morning,, say A A A and CCC.....&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos says BBBByyyyeee whenever we asked him to say bye bye,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos wave bye bye at almost every lrt station,...bus stop and in the lift.,....&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos will stand still for his photo to be taken,.....but he only smile after we take the photo,.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is now climbing everywhere,...and doesn't care how he gets down,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos loves sticks,..dried leaves,,, and turning the wheel in the playground.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos love the exercise machine down in the park&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos love a ride on bicycle,...also fall asleep many many times,...&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos love to play with blocks,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos love his car wheels too,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos love Hi - 5 , barney and Pre school power,.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos dance along with the shows that he sees,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos love tilting head with teacher rosalyn ,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is going to childcare next month, hope that he will have a smooth beginning,.....&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos love to talk to the phone he put to his ear,.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos say dooogg,..doooggg,..when he meet one,..&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos love shouting to Hi-5 and barney songs,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love jayemos,....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-8939232367324192889?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/8939232367324192889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=8939232367324192889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/8939232367324192889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/8939232367324192889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2009/10/jayemos.html' title='jayemos'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-6023338787541803237</id><published>2009-06-12T15:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:46:03.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 13month old</title><content type='html'>Dear Jayemos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos,  you are now 13 months old. You are now walking well, falling well too. You are able to stand up on your own. You enjoy dancing by swaying your body side to side when you hear music or singing. You enjoy bouncing on your knees to the music too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos have ate lots of what padad and mama ate.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos says mama, papa, dirr (what ever that is) , didi, catcat, give, dogdog, jiejie, duckduck, ke.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos took is one year old injection well without a high fever. However, flu followed by cold the next two weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos love putting objects on the wheels of his truck and turn the wheels with his hands to see the object turn.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos was breastfed to bed one afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos was breastfed everynight to sleep without a problem.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos loves to eat what we eat.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos have not been going to the swimming pool for the last three weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos still love to play catch.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos clap whenever the music "if you're happy and you know it clap your hands" was on.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos show bye-bye when we say bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos gives when you say give give give.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is still on total breastfeeding.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos loves yakult&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos loves to slide down the slides.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos praised himself too&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos i love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-6023338787541803237?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/6023338787541803237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=6023338787541803237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/6023338787541803237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/6023338787541803237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-13month-old.html' title='my 13month old'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-5841294308621562264</id><published>2009-05-17T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:36:34.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear jayemos</title><content type='html'>Padad, jayemos and mama moved into their own house on 10th may, jayemos is just one year and 7days old. Jayemos have been to the new house a few occasions before moving. Jayemos took a few hours more to go to bed. The first three nights, jayemos woke up in the middle of the night and not wanting to go to sleep without a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos seems to enjoy and slowly adapting to the new environment. Jayemos's mama misses the playground friends back in teck whye and the pram-friendly environment compared to the current environment. Now that jayemos have the whole house (except for one room where it is used as a storeroom) to roam. and more peaceful sleep without great grams coughing in the background and telephone ringing at the critical moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is starting to take in more vegetable and starting greens.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos now slept about 10 hours at night and 11/2 in the morning nap and 30 mins in the noon nap.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is sleeping about 9 to 10 pm everynight&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos ate egg white.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos ate kiwi&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos ate soy tofu dessert&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos ate yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is still on total breastfeeding.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is able to balance and walk across the hall but, his urge to ran create a hand as a lease.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is given more rules in the new environment.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos loves cheese.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos loves his sandals that goes eh eh eh eh with his every step&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is going to school in July.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos dislike taking the boring MRT&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos loves being the ends of the LRT&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos tried corn and ate red beans&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is going for his first injection as a toddler&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos love to throw toys that is not of his intrest&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos stilll need to be yao yao to bed&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is very ticklish&lt;br /&gt;i love jayemos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-5841294308621562264?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/5841294308621562264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=5841294308621562264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/5841294308621562264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/5841294308621562264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2009/05/dear-jayemos.html' title='dear jayemos'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-4343299748988730274</id><published>2009-05-04T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T22:50:17.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy belated Birthday To You My Sweetie JaYEmoS,..</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to you.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Dear Jayemos&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy One Year old Jayemos,..^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jayemos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Mama have apologize for wishing you happy one year old so late here. "GOMEN NE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How has your life been so far,..? Pretty busy i guess,...&lt;br /&gt;A year has pass since you came into my life.&lt;br /&gt;It has been the most fulfilling and wonderful year, other than containing you for the earlier 9.5 months. Thank you Jayemos.&lt;br /&gt;a year before May 2,  we met. Padad and mama have long awaited for you.&lt;br /&gt;you're the craziest thing we held and holding.&lt;br /&gt;Wish you have many many May 2 to come. Well Done Sweetie for your hard work the past year.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the living my jayemosu, may there be an imaginative rollercoaster life packed up for you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;and happy belated birthday,  stay in the pinkest of health and ride well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your beloved&lt;br /&gt;Mama,...(not mumm mumm)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-4343299748988730274?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/4343299748988730274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=4343299748988730274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/4343299748988730274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/4343299748988730274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-belated-birthday-to-you-my.html' title='Happy belated Birthday To You My Sweetie JaYEmoS,..'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-1525377963894230349</id><published>2009-04-19T09:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T09:34:12.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jayemos</title><content type='html'>jayemos will be a year old on may 2,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos loves swimming at yew tee swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos always sneak in for a sip of the chlorine water&lt;br /&gt;jayemos will relax and free his legs for a swim ride from padad on his tummy&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love crawling on four legs in the wave pool&lt;br /&gt;jayemos will find mama everynow and then and smile when he saw mama&lt;br /&gt;jayemos dislike the water spray, compared to the curious he had last month.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos even dislike the showers.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos tried his first formula and drank 80ml of pure formula.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos willing to drink formula when hungry puts mama's worries away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos got infected with hand foot mouth disease on the day he was 11months&lt;br /&gt;jayemos had fever for two days and most of the spots turn into blister&lt;br /&gt;jayemos continue to feed and drink normally&lt;br /&gt;jayemos continue to play and walk normally&lt;br /&gt;jayemos recovered in  5 days&lt;br /&gt;jayemos dislike doc or nurses handling or touching him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos ate bread&lt;br /&gt;jayemos ate grapes&lt;br /&gt;jayemos drank yakult and his first baby bottle food (he don't enjoy the yogurt or the pear juice)&lt;br /&gt;jayemos like the arrowroots cookie&lt;br /&gt;jayemos enjoy abit of orange taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos enjoy playing catch with padad, grand aunts&lt;br /&gt;jayemos now claps randomly&lt;br /&gt;jayemos mummbles more to himself and when breastfeeding&lt;br /&gt;jayemos took two short naps of 30 to an hour every day&lt;br /&gt;jayemos can sleep about 10-11hours everynight&lt;br /&gt;jayemos night sleep varies from 8 to 1030pm&lt;br /&gt;jayemos can walk with his anyone holding onto his left hand&lt;br /&gt;jayemos walk the shopping mall lot one and enjoy walking&lt;br /&gt;jayemos shouts and cry whenever padad and mama took him away from his playing area&lt;br /&gt;jayemos can climb up the slide and the steps of the slide&lt;br /&gt;jayemos loves to play in the playground with his friends&lt;br /&gt;jayemos reluctant to have mama put him to sleep during the day. mama fail to put jayemos to sleep easily, mama took from 45mins to 90mins putting jayemos to sleep&lt;br /&gt;jayemos  is weaning himself off the tub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently still breastfeeding and putting jayemos on formula when the supply lack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-1525377963894230349?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/1525377963894230349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=1525377963894230349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/1525377963894230349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/1525377963894230349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2009/04/jayemos.html' title='jayemos'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-621989876877485013</id><published>2009-03-31T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:11:09.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jayemos</title><content type='html'>jayemos will be 11 months in 2 days time,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos took fish happily,.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos ate cheese and loved it&lt;br /&gt;jayemos tried yoghurt&lt;br /&gt;jayemos ate pear and loved it&lt;br /&gt;jayemos ate salmon and cod fish&lt;br /&gt;jayemos drank yakult,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos ate grape,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos drank BM with nestle honey and wheat&lt;br /&gt;jayemos ate egg yolk (boiled and scramble)&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love avocado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos can be brought to the outside world without hesitation&lt;br /&gt;jayemos enjoy and will not shout anymore&lt;br /&gt;jayemos went lot one and his grand aunt house,.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos ate many meals with his padad and mama outside house&lt;br /&gt;jayemos ate egg tofu, tofu and brinja from lot one kopitiam&lt;br /&gt;jayemos enjoy eating with us&lt;br /&gt;jayemos tried ice kacang's ice with some brown sugar syrup toppings ^^&lt;br /&gt;jayemos ate lunch at teck whye basketball court&lt;br /&gt;jayemos ate lunch at kopitam&lt;br /&gt;jayemos ate lunch at lot one macdonald&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love going to the arcade to play on the buttons&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love going to kiddy palace for round of free toys&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love going swimming and would should to go back into the waters&lt;br /&gt;jayemos like crawling around the wave pool&lt;br /&gt;jayemos now laugh like having a funny bone in him&lt;br /&gt;jayemos enjoys playing catch or tag,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos can goes e orh e orh when you tap on his mouth&lt;br /&gt;jayemos babbles bababa,..mamamama,..mumm mumm mumm,.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos can walk quite a few steps unsupported before he stumbles into the arms of his "car"&lt;br /&gt;jayemos start to love his stroller and can sit quietly look @ the thingy that passes by&lt;br /&gt;jayemos still feels uncomfortable when changing clothes&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love mummy (^.^)&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love the spraying of the water hose on him&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love kids&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love food on his mummy's plate&lt;br /&gt;jayemos took lrt. Dislike at times and like at times&lt;br /&gt;jayemos loves to talk,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is still on TBF,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy survive another 2mastitis,.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;it is very hard to put jayemos to sleep some nights&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is very tired and had closed his eyes, however he wanted to pull away and to crawl around&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love his queen size bed that he shared with his padad and mama during the night&lt;br /&gt;jayemos still requires yao yao to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;jayemos do not know how to fall asleep by himself, jayemos do not have the window to learn.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos cough and clear his throat purposely&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love biscuits&lt;br /&gt;jayemos can put smaller pieces of biscults into his mouth, though his pincer skills is not refine yet&lt;br /&gt;jayemos now sleeps one to two hours during the day, and there will be two to three such naps&lt;br /&gt;jayemos sleeps almost 10 hours every night, unless disturb by his needs to poo or rudely awaken by his overflowing from his diapers, or irritated by his mama who wanted to change his diapers.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love to grab his mama's nose. Causing enlargement in mama's nostrils.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love opening the cupboards and taking the metal kettle and metal pots inside for a good drumming session&lt;br /&gt;jayemos still plays the piano&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love postman pat and chen liping&lt;br /&gt;jayemos drools alot&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love his toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;jayemos wave excitedly when mama greeted him at the door&lt;br /&gt;jayemos demands mama whenever mama is home&lt;br /&gt;jayemos find mama inside the mama room and demand to be with mama&lt;br /&gt;mama cannot go to the toliet, cannot eat,..cannot even leave the room or turn her back on jayemos&lt;br /&gt;i love jayemos,....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-621989876877485013?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/621989876877485013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=621989876877485013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/621989876877485013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/621989876877485013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2009/03/jayemos.html' title='jayemos'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-6346755193426805698</id><published>2009-02-21T13:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T14:25:27.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jayemos BB</title><content type='html'>jayemos left 9days to 10months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos had two more lower tooth on the 28 jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos tried cantaloupe and was taking meat now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love more solid stuff compare to puree two months ago.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos can now easily pull himself to a stand&lt;br /&gt;jayemos accept the wet market alot better than the last few months&lt;br /&gt;jayemos like to open cupboards, pull the shelves and slide the door open.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos knows that mama is still there although she is out of sight&lt;br /&gt;jayemos laugh and smile when "how much is that doggie in the window"&lt;br /&gt; woof woof will be there to tickle him,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos seems to wean himself off the one and only night breastfeeding before sleep.  (happens suddenly on 15 feb)&lt;br /&gt;jayemos now wanted to play instead of being breastfeed to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is on full clock yao yao to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is fall to sleep easily in the sarong compared to the past months.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos loved avocado.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos was found with two and subsequently additional two more upper tooth. However, they are not the front tooth. Looks pretty much like canine teeths instead.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is officially having 8 teeth.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is drooling alot lesser&lt;br /&gt;jayemos dislike to be placed on grams legs&lt;br /&gt;jayemos will shout if i say bye bye to him&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is able to put himself to a sitting position after pushing himself up from an object he leans on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the 15 feb, jayemos had went from three awakenings on the 16feb, to two awakening on the 17 feb to one awakening on the 18,19 and 20feb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally able to understand his awakenings, aka night terror&lt;br /&gt;night terror occurs afew hours after falling asleep&lt;br /&gt;jayemos woke up crying and not able to be comfort&lt;br /&gt;jayemos was even in more distress by us picking him up and comfort him.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, on the 19th, i was able to calm him down without him waking up.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is still sleeping throughout his awakening. however unable to be calm down. He cried and crawls around with his eyes closed, cries even harder when was handled. After few minutes of crying, jayemos calms down a little and was breastfeed back to sleep. Mama won two night terror so far.&lt;br /&gt;Hope jayemos will have no more night terror.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is still on total breastfeeding,....&lt;br /&gt;jiayou ah,......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-6346755193426805698?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/6346755193426805698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=6346755193426805698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/6346755193426805698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/6346755193426805698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2009/02/jayemos-bb.html' title='jayemos BB'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-8150202340138836777</id><published>2009-01-22T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:54:40.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jayemos</title><content type='html'>jayemos is going to be 9 months this coming sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos ate cauliflower and loved it&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos now poo like an adult,...you can see him "pushing"&lt;br /&gt;jayemos ate japanese biscuits&lt;br /&gt;jayemos cherry.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos ate sweet potato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos says mumm mumm&lt;br /&gt;jayemos still loves walking and climbing like a spiderman&lt;br /&gt;jayemos walk by himself today at the playground bench without adult help.&lt;br /&gt;He walked the whole bench length by himself , for three times&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is taller and looks slimmer now.&lt;br /&gt;He needs constant rocking to remain sleeping for one and a half hours.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos can "escape" out from the sarong all by himself&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos shout lesser compared to last month&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos still loves the piano&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos laugh differently now, he show his two lower teeth when he laughs, he grunts cheekily&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos learn how to "clap" or rather "gong xi gong xi" movement&lt;br /&gt;jayemos knows what is "NO" and "BYE BYE"&lt;br /&gt;jayemos show his happiness by waving happily and grunting, showing his teeth.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos show his happiness when we put him down at the playground&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos made friends at the playground&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos like to see toddler running and wanted to join them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is getting harder and harder to put him to sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos went for his first swimming in Yew Tee swimming pool last sunday afternoon, he was introduced into the jacuzzi by first sitting on the pool side.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos slept immediately when reached home.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos enjoy his swimming. although it was quite cold.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos had dry skin.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is still on total breastfeeding, though the supply was always running out.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is still on two meals a day&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is bored of his toys.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos loved playground. and demand to be put down for his own exploring when we go to the NTUC&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos had his first "shoes"&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos shouts when we says bye bye and leave the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love jayemos,...   ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-6034720124505688973</id><published>2009-01-04T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:05:03.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>Jayemos is 8months and 2days old. Jayemos took green lentils .  Jayemos ate blueberries and peach. Had carrots, Asparagus on the 31 Dec. Brocolli on the 1st Jan. And ate Quinoa seeds and loved it today. Jayemos took black eye peas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is now on 2 meals a day.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos like the playground very much.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos can walk up the mini slide, and walk from pole to pole, he also walk up the "stairs" to the second level, walk further up to the big slide and slide down with support. Walk = support.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos can bear all his weight while standing against something. His favourite is the piano bench, (jayemos first started to stand on his leg by himself against the hall sofa). Jayemos enjoy "walking" so much that he demand to be place on his feet. Jayemos also like the metal chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos watch his first hand sign video.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is now watching review video of the baby learn to read.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos sleep around seven thirty in the night to five or six thirty the next morning. Though he still wake up in the middle of the night for night feed or was rudely awaken by his phutt phutt needs. Jayemos "talk" and shout,..not forgetting "cough" to get what he wants.&lt;br /&gt;His coughing make him seems like having a permanent cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Ling, Pat and Szewei for visiting Jayemos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still on total breastfeeding. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-6034720124505688973?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/6034720124505688973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=6034720124505688973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/6034720124505688973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/6034720124505688973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-3243615809905239685</id><published>2008-12-20T14:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:56:27.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jayemos</title><content type='html'>jayemos is now in his second week of seventh month.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos ate his first baby green beans on 1st dec&lt;br /&gt;jayemos took avent drank milk by himself in the sarong.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos tried the sour apricot on 6th of dec&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love peas on the 7th dec&lt;br /&gt;jayemos like apples on the 8,...&lt;br /&gt;jayemos took bananas.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos took pear on the 12&lt;br /&gt;jayemos ate butternut pumpkin  on the 13&lt;br /&gt;jayemos ate papaya and sweet potato.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is now crawling very fast&lt;br /&gt;jayemos still loves jumping&lt;br /&gt;jayemos like the playground and even attempt to fall asleep on the swing&lt;br /&gt;jayemos enjoy playing the piano. he always wanna play using his feet&lt;br /&gt;jayemos still dislike shopping&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is still drooling&lt;br /&gt;jayemos too his gerber star biscuit yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is starting to show dislike through crying&lt;br /&gt;jayemos loves patting with his hands&lt;br /&gt;jayemos suck on his thumb and toes when there is nothing for his to chew on.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love his old bao bao,..his bao bao (bolster) is so thin&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love his toy duckie&lt;br /&gt;jayemos now have his bath in the toliet, all the splashing was too much for tata to clean up later&lt;br /&gt;jayemos self feed himself with his spoon whenever i feed him, grams do not want his body to be full of food, jayemos do not self feed if grams is giving food.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos now sleeps at around 8pm to 5am on the bed&lt;br /&gt;jayemos still needs to be rocked inside the sarong in his sitting position&lt;br /&gt;jayemos can now stand for some moments on his weight while holding on the sofa&lt;br /&gt;jayemos still drink about 180ml&lt;br /&gt;jayemos demand to go outside every 6pm&lt;br /&gt;jayemos loves the flash cards on the dvd&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love baby learn to read&lt;br /&gt;jayemos loves my bonnie lies over the ocean&lt;br /&gt;jayemos routine,..wake up,..drink,..sleep,.wake up,..play,.bath,..drink,..sleep,...wake up,..lunch,...play,..sleep,...&lt;br /&gt;jayemos needs constant music and yao yao  to have to good nap&lt;br /&gt;jayemos shows anger when you took his toy away&lt;br /&gt;jayemos crawl to me when he wants to be pick up and had enough of crawling&lt;br /&gt;jayemos will not crawl to toys that were too far&lt;br /&gt;jayemos poo every three to four days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m still total breastfeeding jayemos,...^_^  ,..jiayou ah,....^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-3243615809905239685?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/3243615809905239685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=3243615809905239685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/3243615809905239685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/3243615809905239685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2008/12/jayemos.html' title='jayemos'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-6970190779985229086</id><published>2008-11-29T03:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T03:48:31.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one bad dream</title><content type='html'>one bad dream set me up on the internet at this hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one hunted house, one particular hunted room, boy live in this room, floor next to the foot of the queen size bed is laid with a dead lady from the past. part of the carpet covering the whole room is cut off, the part is where the lady laid.&lt;br /&gt;i was to do some cleaning on the area,..although it is clean, something still roams&lt;br /&gt;typing this,,,i can feel my hair standing...&lt;br /&gt;grams,mum, uncle, me, aunt all sat on a bus to i don't know where, seems like we took the bus on regular timing.&lt;br /&gt;grams is late.&lt;br /&gt;uncle got a scolding from a stranger in the bus&lt;br /&gt;mum fight with him&lt;br /&gt;i keep quiet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had many dreams,..that i can remember so clearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one with grandma wanting to climb the playground and me have to push her butt&lt;br /&gt;the one i became a knight and my horse is a green hugh snake and i walked up this beautiful marbled stairway while my parthner snake glide on the holder up the stairs&lt;br /&gt;the one i played chasing games with three white lions&lt;br /&gt;the one where i saw a super woman find and rescue a lost trapped kitten from the fangs of the white lion that had capabilities of a  leopard (she holds the mission of rescuing the kitten and was not found by the lion) the whole place took place in a hugh cage with lots of trees to climb around&lt;br /&gt;followed by the one where i am involved in a military affair where ppl train and the bad luck get washed away to i have no idea where once there is a mud slide&lt;br /&gt;the one where i have to rescue some fish from the dead planet with a small fish net and transfer them inside a plastic bag to put them into the new planet (apparent the new planet is a big fish tank) and i am in the tank , i can see big ppl walking around the fish tank&lt;br /&gt;the dead planet will soon have a tsunami and there will not be any more fishes left. The dead planet is a sea of only knee water level height and i was there scooping for fish to transport to the other beautiful planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my older dreams&lt;br /&gt;sadako scratching on the wall outside my window trying to climb up&lt;br /&gt;my telling my classmates to open their textbooks on the table and sit on them, their text book can fly and so the Trex will not be able to eat them up . the t rex is going from class to class. i sat and flew but the rest did not believe me,..wat a waste,..i flew&lt;br /&gt;the one where i flew down the circular slope in a carpark flapping my arms&lt;br /&gt;i love flying i my dreams&lt;br /&gt;i even tried falling back to sleep to have the same dream&lt;br /&gt;the one where i am on the funny ship with cartoon characters&lt;br /&gt;the characters where so ugly but friendly&lt;br /&gt;i came into a cabin with two beautiful beds . two bed tables and on the tables sat a cute fairy each with a magic wand and a pair of wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos crawl on Nov23 he is so fast now, generatlly he just pull his whole body forward using his hands, he tend to roll to the side due to his lazy left hand&lt;br /&gt;he ate acorn squash well compared to last week where he first tried and dislike&lt;br /&gt;i finally able to put jayemos to sleep yesterday after so many refuse and screams whenever i try to put him into the sarong. i can't even put him in and he started screaming.  i finallly understood why i am not able to put him to sleep in the past compared to when tata is able to do that with me not around.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos will hold his hands out asking you to carry him out from the sarong,.its a pity sight,..but all was to help him sleep,..haiks ,...&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is sleeping so well at night,..he start to learn to comfort himself to sleep without latching,.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos need his bao bao,.&lt;br /&gt;caught in mastiti again,.....&lt;br /&gt;i simply ignore it,..wat an irritating sickness&lt;br /&gt;to enjoy the life now with jayemos,..with even second, he grew out of it,.. why can;t we have video graphy memory with a capacity that last the whole lifetime,...and every single second is captured.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-6970190779985229086?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/6970190779985229086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=6970190779985229086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/6970190779985229086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/6970190779985229086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-bad-dream.html' title='one bad dream'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-7174654227516153230</id><published>2008-11-21T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T18:37:43.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jayemos,... my clever baby</title><content type='html'>jayemos is now in the second week of his sixth month.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos's first food (he took with doubt during his first two mouth, and was happily enjoying)&lt;br /&gt;1) heniz iron enriched white rice (took at the third week of his fifth month)&lt;br /&gt;2)shi shen brown rice (took two to three weeks later)&lt;br /&gt;3)millet (took last week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is going to progress into vegetables and fruits in the coming when he reach his seventh month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos's lower left tooth was found by tata on November 2nd&lt;br /&gt;jayemos can pick up his milk bottle readily&lt;br /&gt;jayemos co-sleep with me since last month&lt;br /&gt;jayemos now see baby learn to read volume 3&lt;br /&gt;jayemos move himself in the walker&lt;br /&gt;jayemos can take one toy and throw away the other&lt;br /&gt;jayemos had his first tooth brush on the 17 Nov&lt;br /&gt;jayemos knew how to drink millet soup from his soup spoon&lt;br /&gt;jayemos knew how to play with the piano on the 18th Nov,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos knew how to hi-5 with ppl who raise his or her hand to hi-5 with him,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos still need the sarong to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;jayemos went to the singapore flyer, paragon ,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love to play with his organ&lt;br /&gt;jayemos still paly with his ear&lt;br /&gt;jayemos  now explore ppl's faces with both his hands&lt;br /&gt;jayemos can sit upright to play his organ&lt;br /&gt;jayemos can sit upright to let me massage his for half an hour&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love to be massaged and kissed&lt;br /&gt;jayemos wait to go out every evening&lt;br /&gt;jayemos drink more (160ml to 180ml every two to three hours)&lt;br /&gt;jayemos eat one meal a day&lt;br /&gt;jayemos only poo around 3-4days&lt;br /&gt;jayemos caught a flu,..but it doesn't bother him&lt;br /&gt;jayemos loved his toothbrusth&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love to talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love jayemos,.. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-7174654227516153230?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/7174654227516153230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>jayemos went for his final vaccination with dr lim at 11am in mount alvernia yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos was so busy with the toys that he did not notice the injection on his right thigh,..he did not cry,..what a boy,..&lt;br /&gt; jayemos took a 4ml of paximol in digust.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is now 5months 10 days old.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos weighs 8.79kg (above 95percentile) wat a heavy baby&lt;br /&gt;jayemos's height is 65.5cm&lt;br /&gt;jayemos's head cirum is 41.5cm&lt;br /&gt;jayemos learn how to jump,..and is enjoying jumping lots&lt;br /&gt;jayemos refuse to sit in the sarong now,... and pushes himself to stand and ended up lying flat in the sarong.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos learn how to shift his body 320 degree around his playmat chasing after his buddy control car.&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos looks back on who's the one who stop pushing his car,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos enjoy talking while being breastfed and when he wake up from his slumberjayemos enjoy talking to the his tv girlfriend (baby learn to read volume 2) jayemos can watch baby learn to read starter video, volume 1 and volume 2 at one go.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is still drinking milk every 2 and a half hours,.. (125ml)&lt;br /&gt;he burp like a man,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos now sleeps only bout half to an hour,...maximum of one and a half hours&lt;br /&gt;jayemos smile when we tickle him, and he smiles to the tv when baby learn to read is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos changes his routine of puttputt every morning to puttputt every afternoon,.&lt;br /&gt;he went on a diet every morning&lt;br /&gt;he was breastfed almost every night to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos enjoys going to the playground&lt;br /&gt;jayemos went to the basketball court the last two days,.and was enjoying the whole one and a half hours.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is still not keen with crowds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos likes his toys on his mobile car,.&lt;br /&gt;he wants to eat them,..no,..he wants to eat everything&lt;br /&gt;jayemos likes to hold up his legs up into the air and grab them&lt;br /&gt;jayemos also likes to chew on his legs,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is starting solid soon,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos's puttputt is gonna change,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is gonna be slowly adjusting to a three hour feed,..if possible,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos played for three hours straight yesterday night and fell asleep on his car pushed by padad,..he was so funny,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm down with mastiti the second time,....fever and nausea,..luckily i recouver without any complicated medication,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still having jayemos on TBF,..hope to push on further,... JIAYOU,.. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-1141581090455735269?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/1141581090455735269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=1141581090455735269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/1141581090455735269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/1141581090455735269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2008/10/jayemos-went-for-his-final-vaccination.html' title=''/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-6423110250406950381</id><published>2008-09-21T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T17:35:42.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jayemos tan yi bin</title><content type='html'>meo meo,...^_^  always busy busy busy with work,.....personal time for yourself leh,..????When Ningen 's boy boy maximus is out to see the world liao,.&lt;br /&gt;Mastiti is breast infection,..i thought i could not breastfeed Jayemos again,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is now 4 months and 19 days,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today he had his swing from his padad,..^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today he went out for the first time on his pram,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today he went out for the first time on his pram,..and fell asleep,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;journey (tecky to petir),...(petir to tecky,..fell asleep in pram),... (stop at tecky),..(tecky to lot one),..woke up at lot one,..stroll around,..begin to show irritated,...(pram,..carried,..and breastfed from lot one to home,...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today,..he fall asleep on his swing,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two days before,..jayemos went (after 7 ) to the kopitiam,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos got a little irritated,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday,..jayemos went to kopitiam,..and was good all the way,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIA YOU jayemos,..one day,.you will b also to go shopping,..travel on the bus and on the train happily,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos found a new teether,......it was so soft,.jayemos love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos's still drooling,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is awake more when either padad and mama is home&lt;br /&gt;jayemos begin to drink less milk&lt;br /&gt;jayemos knew what a bottle and what his mama's breast looks like&lt;br /&gt;jayemos takes on breast as a buffet style,...&lt;br /&gt;jayemos smile when baby can learn is on ,..he have upgraded to volume 2,...&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love mama blowing air into his feet..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos learn how to drive his walker&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is still too short for his walker,..but he stand up with a supported base,.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos can readily grap things placed in front of him&lt;br /&gt;jayemos knows the door to the outside world,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love to sit on his car and taking a ride,.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos cry when returning home from outside,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is scared of crowd&lt;br /&gt;jayemos enjoy his horse ride,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos still needs to cry himself to sleep,.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos's routine,.&lt;br /&gt;wake up at 6plus 7&lt;br /&gt;farts and poop&lt;br /&gt;feeding&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;wakes up at 8plus&lt;br /&gt;watch baby can learn&lt;br /&gt;bath time&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;feeding&lt;br /&gt;play&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;feeding&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;feeding&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;wakes up for the evening round of playtime by 6&lt;br /&gt;7-9pm,..playtime&lt;br /&gt;9:30 tired but still want to play&lt;br /&gt;10pm,..cry to sleep,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos sleep with one hand over his head,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still total breastfeeding,..JIAYOU,..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos caught a cold the last two weeks,..he had fever and running nose,..but he recover on his own,..wat a boy,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love to play and refuse to sleep,..as such when once placed inside the sarong or swing,..he cry out loud,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos,.....&lt;br /&gt;jayemos,....got some extra long hair while the rest are short ones,..jayemos's got a nice butt.&lt;br /&gt;jayemos,..still shouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we love you jayemos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-6423110250406950381?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-38117674732562617</id><published>2008-09-08T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:09:32.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th month</title><content type='html'>2nd sept,..jayemos turned 4months,.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 2nd sept morning,..jayemos had his 4th month gift,..his feet,...he grabbed his feet and found them appearing in front of him for the first time,.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos began wanting to play instead of drinking his milk,...jayemos loved catching his naruto moving lantern that goes,.."piang piang piang" and turns green and red,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos now hit his palm on the musical set with ease,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos now roll over to his tummy in split second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos giggles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is so ticklish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love watching "baby can read" volume 1 and smiles at the TV whenever the show is on,..he can watch the show for the longest time ever on other games,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos gets angry when ppl disturb his drinking, sleeping, TV and games,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos shouts at grandma who stopped moving his duckies around the living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos looks at the moving train and reach out to catch it,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love to talk,...especially when he wakes up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos's so shy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad that i survive mastiti,....i'm glad i'm still total breastfeeding jayemos,..  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;its such a wonderful feeling,....JIAYOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-38117674732562617?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-3172607416500017108</id><published>2008-08-25T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:01:21.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yi bin</title><content type='html'>MEO MEO MEO,..how are you,.???????  still in the states ma,.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do take good care,   ^_^   ..you are away,..ling is away,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos,...^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is now 3 and a half month old&lt;br /&gt;jayemos tries hard to turn whenever we put him on his back,...fail attempts leave him crying,.&lt;br /&gt;after successful turning, (all babies must learn how to turn back from his tummy first, it is safer) he hold his head firmly and eventually, crying out for help,..kekeke,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is teething,...that is why,..all the drooling, wanting to bite people,...refusing to feed,..&lt;br /&gt;"JIAYOU JAYEMOS" we know it is difficult for you during this period,..it may take months,..baby ah,..we will help you through k! Thank you for all the patience and tolerating the itchy and maybe pain now,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayemos now takes in 150ml every 2 hrs,...night feed remains the same,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos enjoys his bath so much that he cry whenever we are done with his bathing&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love his bolster,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos love to talk so much,..."ah buuu"&lt;br /&gt;jayemos 's scared of my gor gor&lt;br /&gt;jayemos watch the TV and his toys at the same time&lt;br /&gt;jayemos can play his muscial toy by pressing his fingers on it or kicking the buttons&lt;br /&gt;jayemos walk walk with padad holding him&lt;br /&gt;jayemos's still holding his hands&lt;br /&gt;jayemos is beginning to explore that he have feet&lt;br /&gt;jayemos's eyebrows appeared&lt;br /&gt;jayemos shout sometimes,..&lt;br /&gt;jayemos sighs lots&lt;br /&gt;jayemos frown&lt;br /&gt;jayemos shows delight&lt;br /&gt;jayemos 's so ticklish&lt;br /&gt;jayemos ,..i love you,...  ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-3172607416500017108?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/3172607416500017108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=3172607416500017108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/3172607416500017108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/3172607416500017108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2008/08/yi-bin.html' title='yi bin'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-141526748166144276</id><published>2008-08-03T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:42:23.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 3 month old,...</title><content type='html'>Jayemos turned three month yesterday. Took him to a new paediatrician for his second immunisation. Came home for a 3ml PAXIMOL as recommended. Monitoring with the highest temperature of 37.27degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos is now 7kg, 63cm.&lt;br /&gt;He can hold his head in an upright position.&lt;br /&gt;He likes to put his left (3-4) fingers into his mouth to suckle. (Prove to made him reguritate)&lt;br /&gt;He likes to play his right hand in the air in front of his face.&lt;br /&gt;He pops out his pacifier just before he fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;He smiles before he sleeps and whenever people are talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;He talks and shout most of his waking hours to the people handing him.&lt;br /&gt;He cries other than talking during his waking hours.&lt;br /&gt;He likes watching TV, and would cry if being taken away.&lt;br /&gt;He likes to be carried into the air.&lt;br /&gt;He dislike to be carried sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;He'll show you his tongue, blow bubbles, frown, blow his lips.&lt;br /&gt;He dislike to be placed on his tummy.&lt;br /&gt;He dislike to be placed horizontal when he is awake.&lt;br /&gt;He jerk himself to be in upright postion after his feed.&lt;br /&gt;He likes to pull up his shirt (There goes the ones with the buttons)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He still being breastfed.  Demand for 120-150ml every 2 hrs during the day till late evening.&lt;br /&gt;He needs to be rocked all day long into the night during his sleeping time.&lt;br /&gt;After 12 midnight, the rocking stops and the bottle feeding stops. Jayemos was breastfed every 2 hours or whenever his "stretching" woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal routine:&lt;br /&gt;1pm: Woke up for feed&lt;br /&gt;1-2pm: Watching the TV, Talking, Being bathed, Changed diapers&lt;br /&gt;2pm:Started to get irritated at everyone and everything&lt;br /&gt;After 2pm: Sleep for the next 2 hours, if not the 3pm feed will be directly given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama and padad loves you jaymos,...so is grams,..and aunt bao,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayemos sleeps in sarong that gram made for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-141526748166144276?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/141526748166144276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>today,.....i've made a discovery,...unfolding questions that lasted more then 11 years,..hahahahahhahaha</title><content type='html'>hahahhaha,...i just can't stop smiling,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally ...a serious thought when young,....came to know actual only more then 11 year later,...but,..only this,..made it even more worth remembering,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better jote down some pointer before i forget,..it's already seem like a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tall&lt;br /&gt;fair&lt;br /&gt;quiet&lt;br /&gt;mastermind game was the nearest&lt;br /&gt;very difficult to talk to me&lt;br /&gt;finding for me back in changi airport photo taking&lt;br /&gt;laughing at disturbing ah siao "kekekeke"&lt;br /&gt;attentive in class&lt;br /&gt;saw my glances&lt;br /&gt;not sure&lt;br /&gt;would like but the unable i like you before leaving knowing after which it will be never again,..&lt;br /&gt;hard to choose glass sailormoon&lt;br /&gt;stopped but was pulled wrongly to the center of the pool "if i recall correctly,..the instructor pull back after much struggle"&lt;br /&gt;joined even though there were only another boy with him&lt;br /&gt;told his best friend and his best friend sabotaged him by announcing the next day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kekeke,...wan an,...happy day,..really happy day,...hahahahhahahahaha,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-276218689436010985?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/276218689436010985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=276218689436010985' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/276218689436010985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/276218689436010985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2007/05/todayive-made-discoveryunfolding.html' title='today,.....i&apos;ve made a discovery,...unfolding questions that lasted more then 11 years,..hahahahahhahaha'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-7869961866795377932</id><published>2007-04-30T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T20:19:01.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SECOND PISSED OFF EXPERIENCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;today is a gift,..that's why it is called present,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if tat is so,..i must have recieved a bad present today,...yesterday,..and the day before yesterday,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why,..???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all thanks to,....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mr. americano uncleo,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all thanks to his presense in this house,...irritating my life to the max.&lt;br /&gt;His,..all thanks to his boxers in the living room,..his big tummy,...his irritating presense,.his master degree and jobless life,...his,..."give me some money" ,... if i hear that again,..i shall tell him off and made him jump off the building,...what a lifesucker,...suck my blood out from my veins,...worst human being ever alive that i have known,.his,..."oiwae[0 9u2dsfoijapojcponhvoidsv" what the hell,..made me wanna scold vulgarities,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;one more,...one more irritating behaviour from him,..and i'm gonna pick up a fight,...if i ever find granny giving money to feed his big ass,..i'm gonna ensure he never step into my vision again,...his stinky rotting piece of brain in the overfeeding mass of fats,..his presense in the house,..eating lunch,..eating dinner,...eating my taiwan bei bei mian and taiwan food stuff for my beloved family members without asking me,..with his "beautiful piece of boxers" stomping around my house grounds,..SLEEPING ON MY BED when i'm in taiwan,....HOGGING ON THE COMPUTER,...HOGGING ON THE LINE,...snoring in the living rm,....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry for the above violent words,...i simply have to blew up on the web before i blew up double on him,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"dear god! ,..please take this uncle of mine,....a faithful beliver of you lord,...away from me,..." "and if it won't trouble you,...do enlighten his mind,..and let his brain of 40 plus with input master degree and wisdom of travelling overseas for the last 10 years,(in which his working hard sisters never even went to,.and won't have the money to go)..spending thousands from my mom's double job and grandpa's sweat and bloood earn money,..together with my aunts gruesome years of tending the coffeeshop for his study money in which had turned to his travel money,..that made a four year degree into a ten year enjoyment overseas trip,...know that it is TIME TO WORK! and stop living in his sister's house and stop using his niece's money unknowingly,...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"thank you god"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s: thank you god for letting me know of his irritating ass,..since pri days,.where he first took my bag of potato chips,...."ai,..this bag of chips is no good for health" ,....and den he chomp it down his neck,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"thank you uncle,..ya,..chips are bad for health,..i can see,...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"PISSED OFF"     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-7869961866795377932?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-2229563436100782321</id><published>2007-04-21T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T21:16:24.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy day in taiwan</title><content type='html'>,...went to the tallest building in taiwan kaoshiong,....the 85storeys,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100nt to buy ticket to the high speed elevator to the 74th floor,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the view took made me feel top of the world,....i can see the "whole of kao shiong" saw that sogo and sin jue jiang was so near,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loved the trash trucks here,...yellow with sweet music,...like the ice-cream van in "honey i blew up the kid" show,....simply love dem,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next,.....the traffic man,...so cute,...&lt;br /&gt;the smelly tofu was not very interesting though,...stinky,..&lt;br /&gt;"liu he ye shi"&lt;br /&gt;"san feng jie"&lt;br /&gt;"another ye shi that i always forget the name"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best of all,......able to see my darling,....who secretly took the 2plus hours ride,...and waiting three hours plus,...calling and msg to my out of reception area phone,..."" shitty me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you sweetheart,...^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-2229563436100782321?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/2229563436100782321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=2229563436100782321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/2229563436100782321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/2229563436100782321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-day-in-taiwan.html' title='happy day in taiwan'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-8313065616423769749</id><published>2007-03-24T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T11:51:15.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long long ago,...^_^</title><content type='html'>RIHANNA LYRICS Unfaithful Story of my lifeSearching for the rightBut it keeps avoiding meSorrow in my soulCause it seems that wrongReally loves my companyHe's more than a manAnd this is more than loveThe reason that the sky is blueBut clouds are rolling inBecause I'm gone againAnd to him I just can't be trueAnd I know that he knows I'm unfaithfulAnd it kills him insideTo know that I am happy with some other guyI can see him dyingI don't wanna do this anymoreI don't wanna be the reason whyEverytime I walk out the doorI see him die a little more insideI don't wanna hurt him anymoreI don't wanna take away his lifeI don't wanna be...A murdererI feel it in the airAs I'm doing my hairPreparing for another dateA kiss upon my cheekAs he reluctantlyAsks if I'm gonna be out lateI say I won't be longJust hanging with the girlsA lie I didn't have to tellBecause we both knowWhere I'm about to goAnd we know it very wellCause I know that he knows I'm unfaithfulAnd it kills him insideTo know that I am happy with some other guyI can see him dyingI don't wanna do this anymoreI don't wanna be the reason whyEverytime I walk out the doorI see him die a little more insideI don't wanna hurt him anymoreI don't wanna take away his lifeI don't wanna be...A murdererOur love, his trustI might as well take a gun and put it to his headGet it over withI don't wanna do thisAnymoreUhAnymore (anymore)I don't wanna do this anymoreI don't wanna be the reason whyAnd everytime I walk out the doorI see him die a little more insideAnd I don't wanna hurt him anymoreI don't wanna take away his lifeI don't wanna be...A murderer (a murderer)No no no noYeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeee,........wooooooooo,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss fatimah,...&lt;br /&gt;where are you,..?????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite chrismas song,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Holy Night - Version 1:&lt;br /&gt;Oh holy night! The stars are brightly shining,&lt;br /&gt;It is the night of the dear Savior's birth.&lt;br /&gt;Long lay the world in sin and error pining,&lt;br /&gt;Till He appear'd and the soul felt its worth.&lt;br /&gt;A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,&lt;br /&gt;For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.&lt;br /&gt;Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!&lt;br /&gt;Oh night divine, Oh night when Christ was born;&lt;br /&gt;Oh night, Oh night divine, Oh night Divine.&lt;br /&gt;Led by the light of Faith serenely beaming,&lt;br /&gt;With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.&lt;br /&gt;So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,&lt;br /&gt;Here come the wise men from Orient land.&lt;br /&gt;The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger;&lt;br /&gt;In all our trials born to be our friend.&lt;br /&gt;He knows our need, to our weakness is no stranger,&lt;br /&gt;Behold your King! Before Him lowly bend!&lt;br /&gt;Behold your King, Behold your King.&lt;br /&gt;Truly He taught us to love one another;&lt;br /&gt;His law is love and His gospel is peace.&lt;br /&gt;Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother;&lt;br /&gt;And in His name all oppression shall cease.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,&lt;br /&gt;Let all within us praise His holy name.&lt;br /&gt;Christ is the Lord! O praise His Name forever,&lt;br /&gt;His power and glory evermore proclaim.&lt;br /&gt;His power and glory evermore proclaim.&lt;br /&gt;O Holy Night - Version 2:&lt;br /&gt;O! Holy night! The stars, their gleams prolonging,&lt;br /&gt;Watch o'er the Eve of our dear Saviour's birth.&lt;br /&gt;Long lay the world in sin and error, longing&lt;br /&gt;For His appearance, then the Spirit felt its worth.&lt;br /&gt;A thrill of hope; the weary world rejoices,&lt;br /&gt;For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.&lt;br /&gt;Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!&lt;br /&gt;O night divine, the night when Christ was Born;&lt;br /&gt;O night, O holy night, O night divine!&lt;br /&gt;Led by the light of faith serenely beaming,&lt;br /&gt;With glowing hearts we stand by the Babe adored.&lt;br /&gt;O'er the world a star is sweetly gleaming,&lt;br /&gt;And come now, Shepherds, from your flocks unboard.&lt;br /&gt;The Son of God lay thus w'thin lowly manger;&lt;br /&gt;In all our trials born to be our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;He knows our need, our weakness never lasting,&lt;br /&gt;Behold your King! By Him, let Earth accord!&lt;br /&gt;Behold your King! By Him, let Earth accord!&lt;br /&gt;Truly He taught us to love one another,&lt;br /&gt;His law is love and His gospel is peace.&lt;br /&gt;Long live His truth, and may it last forever,&lt;br /&gt;For in His name all discordant noise shall cease.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,&lt;br /&gt;With all our hearts we praise His holy name.&lt;br /&gt;Christ is the Lord! Then ever, ever praise we,&lt;br /&gt;His power and glory ever more proclaim!&lt;br /&gt;His power and glory ever more proclaim!&lt;br /&gt;(The second and third &lt;a title="Refrain" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Refrain"&gt;choruses&lt;/a&gt; are often replaced with a refrain of the first).&lt;br /&gt;Minuits, chrétiens / Cantique de Noël:&lt;br /&gt;Minuit, chrétiens, c'est l'heure solennelle,&lt;br /&gt;Où l'Homme-Dieu descendit jusqu'à nous&lt;br /&gt;Pour effacer la tache originelle&lt;br /&gt;Et de Son Père arrêter le courroux.&lt;br /&gt;Le monde entier tressaille d'espérance&lt;br /&gt;En cette nuit qui lui donne un Sauveur.&lt;br /&gt;Peuple à genoux, attends ta délivrance.&lt;br /&gt;Noël, Noël, voici le Rédempteur,&lt;br /&gt;Noël, Noël, voici le Rédempteur!&lt;br /&gt;Le Rédempteur a brisé toute entrave:&lt;br /&gt;La terre est libre, et le ciel est ouvert.&lt;br /&gt;Il voit un frère où n'était qu'un esclave,&lt;br /&gt;L'amour unit ceux qu'enchaînait le fer.&lt;br /&gt;Qui Lui dira notre reconnaissance,&lt;br /&gt;C'est pour nous tous qu'Il naît,&lt;br /&gt;Qu'Il souffre et meurt.&lt;br /&gt;Peuple debout! Chante ta délivrance,&lt;br /&gt;Noël, Noël, chantons le Rédempteur,&lt;br /&gt;Noël, Noël, chantons le Rédempteur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faster faster sail,......&lt;br /&gt;faster faster,...be back,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots and lots have happened,.......&lt;br /&gt;lots and lots of ,....sweetness,..&lt;br /&gt;hehehehhehehe,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-8313065616423769749?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/8313065616423769749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=8313065616423769749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/8313065616423769749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/8313065616423769749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2007/03/long-long-ago.html' title='long long ago,...^_^'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-116726931828974136</id><published>2006-12-28T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T09:28:38.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^</title><content type='html'>,...life still goes on,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcoming 2007,...yeah,..i'm older again,..can't wait to be 30,...40,...50,..see wat does,..wrinkles,..white hair,..sagging means,...it'll be such a drag,...hohoho,...merry christmas,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday,..a little sad,..some sad things just never gets out frm your little brain,...irritating,..but,..life still goes on,..the sec hand don't pause and wait for ya to finish sobbing,...its a roller coaster ride,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone asked wat r my 2007 resolutions,..?? (did i spell correctly??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had mine for 2005,..2006,..but,..they went to  grave the next day,.totally forgot about dem,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007,..(3 yrs more to submitting my "here comes freedom" form)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jan to march,..sailing&lt;br /&gt;march to april,..sailing,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may-dec - hope hope,...less sailing,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh man i loved this song,...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;read more books,....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;paint more,..and draw more,..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shop less,...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;save save save,..."shen" "shen" "shen",....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pick up on jogging,..and swimming,...cycling too,.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;must come up with the plan when i got "freedom",.. buy some daggers,..bodygard,..to prepare for the wild world outside,...eat more braveheart,..buy more springs to hold the heart from 20 storeys drop,..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;plucking grasses off the ground,..sounding each time,.."study? work? business? study? work? business? study? work? business? with the patch ,..it can last me the whole year,...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watch or rather spend less time switching tv channels,..give the TV a break,.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ermmm,..hummpsmm,.....hmm,..less,...desserts,...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;belay the last,.. (less unhealthy desserts,....)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR,....!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ido*T,...spending chinese new year overseas........HARRRRRRR,..!!!!!!!!!!! i wan ang pows,......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&gt;_&lt;  ,....no good,..dong dong dong chiang,..!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-116726931828974136?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/116726931828974136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=116726931828974136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/116726931828974136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/116726931828974136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='^_^'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-116455654194443796</id><published>2006-11-26T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:55:41.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dislike</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dislike myself,...wen i ,... turn on a cold shoulder to the ones i like,....total dislike,...however i don't know or rather why,....someone tell me,....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dislike,...super dislike,..this feeling,....its killing me,......someone pull me,...see my hand,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;gomen!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dislike,...didn't spent time with my grams,...long long long,.years since i last went jogging with her,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;words for those getting old,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;first -  must maintain fit and healthy,...don be thin like a stick else you will look so fragile,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;second - must smile always,... come on how many years left to go,..you can't smile once you r in the coffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;three - get a life,....don stay at home,..don provide service to your little brat grandchildren,..they won care a single thing you say,...okok,..some do,..but they don really put into their tiny puny brain,...smack dem in the head ,..force them to teach you the current technology,...get ahead of them ,...listen to their songs,..download the lastest songs before they do,...sing infront of them and see their jaw drop,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;four - don leave food for them,..wat the heck,..finish the plate,..if they r hungry..they can call pizza,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;five - buy the lastest "specs for old ppl" "listening gear" if your ears or eyes r not as powerful like in the past,..so you can hear wat their conversation is over the phone,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;six - force them to play checkers or monopoly with you,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;seven - force them to eat dinner with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;okay i'm sick of this,..wait till i'm old,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;logging away,...buai buai,.^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-116455654194443796?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/116455654194443796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=116455654194443796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/116455654194443796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/116455654194443796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-dislike.html' title='i dislike'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-116454554947534005</id><published>2006-11-26T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T20:52:29.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life life life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;life is about taking risks....small,...huge,...tiny tiny ones,....risks makes you feel good,...cos they make your heart beat faster,...and your body will give out those "feel good" stuff,..in the end,...you'll feel high,..and addicted to taking risk again,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love my life,....give me the worst suituation,...i guess at that moment,...my heart's still beating,..its all in the body,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love jogging,...simply,..daisuki des,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-116454554947534005?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/116454554947534005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=116454554947534005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/116454554947534005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/116454554947534005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/11/life-life-life.html' title='life life life'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-116178598451662132</id><published>2006-10-25T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T22:19:45.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how songs becomes magical,...</title><content type='html'>成龙)解开我最神秘的等待星星坠落风在吹动终于再将你拥入怀中两颗心颤抖相信我不变的真心千年等待有我承诺无论经过多少的寒冬我决不放手( 金喜善)现在紧抓住我的手闭上眼睛~~一接 那呀 艘-捏 恰-口 怒里卡 吗啊哟~~请你回想起过去我们恋爱的日子~~无里 撒浪 黑都 那-读 塞噶开把哟~~我们是因为太爱所以更使得我们痛苦~~无里 耨木 撒浪 黑艘 哈怕艘内哟~~我们连爱你这句话都无法讲~~艘路 撒浪 喊呢 没读 摸太艘呢哟~~( 成龙)每一夜被心痛穿越思念永没有终点早习惯了孤独相随我微笑面对相信我我选择等待再多苦痛也不闪躲只有你的温柔能解救无边的冷漠( 金喜善)现在紧抓住我的手闭上眼睛~~一接 那呀 艘-捏 恰-口 怒里卡 吗啊哟~~请你回想起过去我们恋爱的日子~~无里 撒浪 黑都 那-读 塞噶开把哟~~我们是因为太爱所以更使得我们痛苦~~无里 耨木 撒浪黑艘 哈怕艘呢哟~~我们连爱你这句话都无法讲~~艘楼 撒浪喊当 吗哟 摸太艘呢哟~~(合唱)让爱成为你我心中那永远盛开的花穿越时空绝不低头永不放弃的梦( 金喜善)我们是因为太爱所以更使得我们痛苦~~无里 耨木 撒浪黑艘 哈怕艘呢哟~~我们连爱你这句话都无法讲~~艘楼 撒浪喊当 吗哟 摸太艘呢哟~~(合唱)让爱成为你我心中那永远盛开的花( 金喜善)wu-rli so-jung-haed-deon yak-sok yi-ji-nou mal-a-yo无里 艘 句U 黑都 呀K艘 一几耨 吗啊哟(合唱)唯有真爱追随你我穿越无尽时空( 金喜善)我们连爱你这句话都无法讲~~艘楼 撒浪喊当 吗哟 摸太艘呢哟~~( 成龙)爱是心中唯一不变美丽的神-话&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;屋頂 - 周杰倫／&lt;a href="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~nghoongk/lyrics/singer343-1.html"&gt;溫嵐&lt;/a&gt;      曲︰&lt;a href="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~nghoongk/lyrics/writer525-1.html"&gt;周杰倫&lt;/a&gt;     詞︰&lt;a href="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~nghoongk/lyrics/writer525-1.html"&gt;周杰倫&lt;/a&gt;     編︰&lt;a href="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~nghoongk/lyrics/writer199-1.html"&gt;屠穎&lt;/a&gt; ＊男︰半夜睡不著覺　把心情哼成歌       只好到屋頂找另一個夢境   女︰睡夢中被敲醒　我還是不確定       怎會有動人弦律在對面的屋頂       我悄悄關上門　帶著希望上去       原來是我夢裡常出現的那個人 ＃男︰那個人不就是我夢裡那模糊的人       我們有同樣的默契   男︰用天線   女︰用天線　排成愛妳的形狀   男︰排成愛你的形狀 ＋女︰在屋頂唱著你的歌   男︰在屋頂和我愛的人   女︰讓星星點綴成最   合︰浪漫的夜晚　擁抱這時刻       這一分一秒全都停止   男︰愛開始糾結 ％女︰在屋頂唱著你的歌   男︰在屋頂和我愛的人   女︰將泛黃的夜獻給   合︰最孤獨的月　擁抱這時刻       這一分一秒全都停止   男︰愛開始糾結   合︰夢有你而美       重唱　＊,＃,＋,％   女︰讓我愛你是誰   男︰是我   女︰讓你愛我是誰   男︰是妳   女︰怎會有   合︰動人弦律環繞在我倆的身邊   女︰讓我愛你是誰   男︰是我   女︰讓你愛我是誰   男︰是妳   女︰原來是   合︰這屋頂有美麗的邂逅   男︰在屋頂唱著你的歌       在屋頂和我愛的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;豆漿油條 - 林俊傑      曲︰&lt;a href="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~nghoongk/lyrics/writer1087-1.html"&gt;林俊傑&lt;/a&gt;     詞︰&lt;a href="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~nghoongk/lyrics/writer2096-1.html"&gt;張思爾&lt;/a&gt;     編︰&lt;a href="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~nghoongk/lyrics/writer2326-1.html"&gt;蔡政勳&lt;/a&gt;／&lt;a href="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~nghoongk/lyrics/writer2329-1.html"&gt;陳建瑋&lt;/a&gt;     喝純白的豆漿　是純白的浪漫     望著你可愛臉龐　和你純真的模樣     我傻傻對你笑　是你憂愁解藥     你說我就像油條　很簡單卻很美好   ＊我知道　你和我　就像是豆漿油條     要一起　吃下去　味道才會是最好     你需要我的傻笑　我需要你的擁抱     愛情就是要這樣　它才不會淡掉   ＃我知道　有時候　也需要吵吵鬧鬧     但始終　也知道　只有你對我最好     豆漿離不開油條　讓我愛你愛到老     愛情就是要這樣　它才幸福美好   ＋我知道　都知道　你知道　你都知道     好不好　別偷笑　笑　讓我知道〔就好〕     我喝完熱豆漿　卻念著還想要     你吃完金黃油條　愛情又要再發酵     重唱　＊,＃,＋,＋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 第一次 - 光良      曲︰&lt;a href="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~nghoongk/lyrics/writer395-1.html"&gt;光良&lt;/a&gt;     詞︰&lt;a href="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~nghoongk/lyrics/writer166-1.html"&gt;張天成&lt;/a&gt;     編︰&lt;a href="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~nghoongk/lyrics/writer1592-1.html"&gt;MAC CHEW&lt;/a&gt;     當你看著我　我沒有開口     已被你猜透　還是沒把握     還是沒有符合　你的要求   ＊是我自己想得太多　還是你也在閃躲     如果真的選擇是我　我鼓起勇氣去接受     不知不覺讓視線開始閃爍   ＃喔　第一次我　說愛你的時候     呼吸難過　心不停地顫抖     喔　第一次我　牽起你的雙手     失去方向　不知該往那兒走     那是一起相愛的理由     那是一起斯守　〔對我〕   ＋喔　第一次吻　你深深的酒渦     想要清醒卻沖昏了頭     喔　第一次你　躺在我的胸口     二十四小時沒有分開過     那是第一次知道　天長地久     重唱　＊,＃     感覺你屬於我　感覺你的眼眸     第一次就決定　決不會錯     重唱　＃,＋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-116178598451662132?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/116178598451662132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=116178598451662132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/116178598451662132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/116178598451662132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/10/how-songs-becomes-magical.html' title='how songs becomes magical,...'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-116032226259905681</id><published>2006-10-08T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T23:44:22.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday</title><content type='html'>humans say things to other ppl,...selfish things,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing that it might not be possible,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selfish,..good or bad,..????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is the self,...self,..self,..&lt;br /&gt;its within one self,..own self,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sh*t,..haven return my overdue library books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chun hyang's songs r so good,...loved them,..so,...emotional,...so,...power,..&lt;br /&gt;shiok,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think think thnk think think think think thin kthin k,..haven really take its flight,......think think thinhk think think think think think,....really bad,..&lt;br /&gt;time has already taken the earlier flight,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is my existence on earth for,....i always forgot my answers,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny,..if i'm not born,...where will i be,..who or even wat will i be,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an ant,..who can carry more den its own weight,.?&lt;br /&gt;a tiny cockroach ,..crushed by those human foot,..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i born in 1984,...?? why am in born to my parents,..and have my mom who is born to my grandparents,..and my aunts and uncles who were born to my granddies,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon my engo,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked and ponder too much&lt;br /&gt;,..its wat happen when ,...i have nothing much to do,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come i meet the ppl i meet,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall,..i believe,...there is an interesting pathway,..laid for me,..every detours,...pitholes,..any tripped,..or falls,...were in the package,...its a life tour package,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okokok,..i need to sleep now,...e ghost show i watch on tv was so scary,...&lt;br /&gt;i better sleep before i became the last to,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man,..i love these songs,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i have an mp3 inbuilt into my brain,..so i can play these songs over and over,.??? surround sound pls,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more years,...its late,..but...not too late,..at least im not like 95 years old,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things that old ppl regret and would like to take up if they can rewind and live their life again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one: take more risks in life,..&lt;br /&gt;two: reflect more,..&lt;br /&gt;three: forgotten le,..this is the one with the most impact to me,..should ask jen again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one: certainly life will be more interesting,...yeah,..this should be the way,..&lt;br /&gt;two: i think i have too much reflection,..of my own,..need other ppl's views too,..steal from them&lt;br /&gt;three: i'll get back to this as soon as i ask jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to work and don seem to be working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one: permanent contentment&lt;br /&gt;two: i forgot&lt;br /&gt;three: i also forgot,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahahaha,..hai,..er,..anyway,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAN AN!!! !!! !!! MUACK,..a kiss for my weewoo,..hehehehehehhe,...yikes,..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-116032226259905681?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/116032226259905681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=116032226259905681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/116032226259905681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/116032226259905681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/10/sunday.html' title='sunday'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-115971509167930352</id><published>2006-10-01T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T23:20:24.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;good evening,...happy sat and sun,...^_^ doing nothing much,..really wasting my time away,...ran through ppl's blog,..seeing how they write down their daily day to day happenings,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wat they do and stuff,.how they feel,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sudden felt,.that humans r so,....weak emotionally,....including me,...so weak dayo,...worst den animals out there,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe i do,..blog my feelings down too,...i think i do,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;some ppl write down their feelings openly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;some don,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;some don even blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;some find blogging letting ppl know bout their thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well,...don't know how true each person really is when blogging,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;surely i won blog bout my real emotions,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that will be too,.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how to let ppl know how weak or how strong you r,..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;surely don't wan ppl to know,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i loved this midi file,...oh sooo sweet,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dunno wat is the title though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;22 year old lor,....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wow,....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wat have i been doing the past 22 years,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but,..lots and lots of good memories though,..overall,...very good life,..a very meaningful past,..very sweet and bitter at the same time,..i think the bitter part will turn into something sweet someday,...dunno when that day will come,..looking fwd to that,..or maybe it will live with me all together forever,...oh my ,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;met all the people that shape my life for me,...so good,..can't name all,..too many le,.some of which i have forgotten,...their names,..even looks,..only vague memories of their figures,..and vague memories of their words,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;current status: looking fwd to meeting more ppl in life that will help me shape my life,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;think life is just bout meeting ppl,..and learning bout yourself,...that is all ba,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;am i too positive,..seems that there is no really sad or negative things that can really make one die,..sad things do happen,..but soon,..one day ,..it will turn into something good,..or something good will happen that make you wanna live again,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ya,..i know when i will be really really really sad,....the day when i die ba,..(for now i say this la,..),..cos life is so good now and everything is so,...wow,..that if,..i were to go to a forever sleeping session ,..and leave all i have behind me,...,...that is,...the real sad,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes,..i do wish something bad or very very sad will happen,..so at least i have an idea how it really feels,..and to see how i will react, ..will i survive?? will i crush and fall,..who will be there really to give a helping hand,..??? ..seems to me that i am in this safe secure surroundings,..isn't this a world where everyone thrive to survive,..isn't this the cold world where living is so tough,..so,..i think i am not really living in the real world yet,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;can't wait to come out,.life will be harder den,...hahaha,..i think i am sick,...i really am,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;okay okay,..maybe i am wrong,...humans,...life is not so much of survival,..at least not so in this part of the world,..it is more on mental survival,..living the life you want,..learning not to see so much of how other ppl think,..learning not to be affected by toopid ppl,..learning to be stronger mentally,...physically strong is only the exterior for our body to be able to hold on,..but it is the menal that controls everything,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;human,..life is all about mental survival,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i am still a kid,...happy children's day,..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;teenage mutant nijia turtle,turtles in the hard shell,..turtle power,....oh man,..miss the turtles,..my favourite,..the purple one with the stick,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nono,...i am not a coco power ranger person,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yes,..i love hi 5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh i adore barney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you ,.you love me,..we're great friends as friends should be ,.with a great big hug and a kiss from me to you,...will you say you love me too,.HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not much of a care bear,..or smurf person,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh,..i love captain planet,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and ,.......i love caiilou,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;okok,...i know the barney thing is still creating an impact on you,...but,..wats wrong with the purple dinosaur,..???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its a friendly rex you know,...and he will transform into a smaller version when the show ends,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-115971509167930352?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/115971509167930352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=115971509167930352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115971509167930352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115971509167930352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/10/good-evening.html' title='good evening'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-115963407492627463</id><published>2006-10-01T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T00:34:34.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>starting to emerged</title><content type='html'>,......&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;now,...trying to emerge out from the shell,....trying my best,...good luck for me,....i will succeed,....life,....life is good,....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;alicia keys   ( i love the piano background)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Some people live for the fortune&lt;br /&gt;Some people live just for the fame&lt;br /&gt;Some people live for the power yeah&lt;br /&gt;Some people live just to play the game&lt;br /&gt;Some people think that the physical things&lt;br /&gt;Define what's within&lt;br /&gt;And I've been there before&lt;br /&gt;But that life's a bore&lt;br /&gt;So full of the superficial&lt;br /&gt;Some people want it all&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;If it ain't you baby&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't got you baby&lt;br /&gt;Some people want diamond rings&lt;br /&gt;Some just want everything&lt;br /&gt;But everything means nothing&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't got you&lt;br /&gt;Some people search for a fountain&lt;br /&gt;The promises forever young&lt;br /&gt;Some people need three dozen roses&lt;br /&gt;And that's the only way to prove you love them&lt;br /&gt;Hand me a world on a silver platter&lt;br /&gt;And what good would it be?&lt;br /&gt;With no one to share, with no one who truly cares for me&lt;br /&gt;Some people want it all&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;If it ain't you baby&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't got you baby&lt;br /&gt;Some people want diamond rings&lt;br /&gt;Some just want everything&lt;br /&gt;But everything means nothing&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't got you, you, you&lt;br /&gt;Some people want it all&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;If it ain't you baby&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't got you baby&lt;br /&gt;Some people want diamond rings&lt;br /&gt;Some just want everything&lt;br /&gt;But everything means nothing&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't got you&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't got you with me baby&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't got you with me baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fallin  loved this song tooo,......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I keep on fallin in love with you Sometimes I love ya Sometimes you make me blue Sometimes I feel good At times I feel used Loving you darling Makes me so confused I keep on fallin in and out of love with you I never loved someone way that I loved you Oh,oh,oh I never felt this way How do you give me so much pleasure and cause me so much pain Just when I think I've taken more than would a fool I start fallin back in love with you I keep on fallin in and out of love with you I never loved someone way that I loved you(oh baby) oh,oh,oh,oh,ooooh(yeahyeah) Oh,oh,oh,oh,fallin(fall)(fall)(fall)(fall) I keep on fallin in and out of love with you I never loved somebody way that I love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-115963407492627463?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/115963407492627463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=115963407492627463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115963407492627463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115963407492627463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/10/starting-to-emerged.html' title='starting to emerged'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-115928226370979598</id><published>2006-09-26T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T22:51:04.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>door opened</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today is a,.......crazy day,....a sad day,...an  eye opening day,...a ,.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bro is really something,...he has got all the controls,...he won,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah,...three cheers for him,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on wat i was totally crushed with,..bro has got all to with it,..to lift it up with just a simple snap,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a snap that stunned me,..and most made me almost amazed ever,.just something so small,..so norm to him,..made me a little sad,..den silence,..den even sadder..never did i finally realised how far i am,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i surrender,...i could never do that,...i could never achieve that,..forever in my life,..that is beyond my reach,..i gave up the goal,..it should never be a goal to start with,..cos,....there is never a path to make it a journey,..i must try my best to forget that goal,..^_^  or rather find new goals to cover this goal,..this toopid goal,...i never knew why i have this goal and held it dearly,..this is the worst goal to achieve in my life,..the greatest mistake,..i should have been more stingy,..wat an error,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;look on the bright side,...i have seemed to put down the heaviest load off my shoulders,..have i,..?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;somehow i don think so,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haunted,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am haunted,...and i don like it,...sh*t,.wat a dragged,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-115928226370979598?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/115928226370979598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=115928226370979598' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115928226370979598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115928226370979598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/09/door-opened.html' title='door opened'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-115911069185976043</id><published>2006-09-24T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T23:11:31.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired ,...but very happi</title><content type='html'>,....i loved music,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so tired,..my eyes r closing,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my back straining from the sleeping in funny position yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^ today is a good happy day,..hehe,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a ,...sort of ghostly dream yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgotten le,.sians,...else can draw it out,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehhe,..&lt;br /&gt;this feeling is,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so good,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toopid bro come and disturb me,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go away la,..now is my private time with my weewoo blog,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many wonder wat weewoo means,..&lt;br /&gt;weewoo is a dog's name,..&lt;br /&gt;my first stray dog,..&lt;br /&gt;who waited me,..&lt;br /&gt;for so long&lt;br /&gt;wait for me ,.to accompany to wait for my bus that bring me to school&lt;br /&gt;wait for me ,..when i come back from school,..where i board the bus,.&lt;br /&gt;waited for me to play with him,.&lt;br /&gt;waited for me to come back,..everyday,.when i attended granpa's funeral back in jalan sisi,..&lt;br /&gt;waited everyday ,..at the door that won open,...until one day&lt;br /&gt;a man took him away to the jungle,..&lt;br /&gt;and i came back,..only to know i lost him after losing my granpa,..&lt;br /&gt;it was my neighbour,..who told me he was waiting for me everyday for me,...outside my door,..someone to open from inside the empty house,..&lt;br /&gt;i hated the old man,..who told me he brought him into the jungle,...&lt;br /&gt;hated when i whistle and saw no sign of him,...weewoo is not a name to be called,...weewoo is a whistle sound,..my calling for him,..from my seventh floor to the first floor playground where he lives,..and he will run up,...i can whistle in the early morn,..late at night,...loved whistling and see him running in circles around the field below,..looking up at me,..jumping and his tongue hanging in the air,..i never used the lift though,..lifts were too far away from my unit,..we used the stairs,..i loved the stairs,..you can hear his paws even before he reaches,..cos he never got his nails chipped away,..the nails made a special noise when he climb up the stairs,.,..that made me smile everytime,..it is hard for him to go down the stairs though,..he went down in a funny way,..that also make me laugh,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him,...&lt;br /&gt;sharing my icecreams with him,..(to think i actually ate the area he licked,..wat was i thinking that time)&lt;br /&gt;giving the ham off my breakfast every morning&lt;br /&gt;giving him the prawns, and pieces of meat off my din,..&lt;br /&gt;miss roller blading with him,..&lt;br /&gt;running his poor leg over with the blade,..&lt;br /&gt;his smell,..of rain,....&lt;br /&gt;when he,..protected me from the pack of dogs that i wander into thinking,..(i have no idea wat is a pack of dogs,..territory,...i only know,..so cute,...)&lt;br /&gt;i miss him climbing up to my floor,..&lt;br /&gt;miss him sleeping in the seesaw,..&lt;br /&gt;miss him shaking in the rain,..&lt;br /&gt;i only know he is black,..and he has golden spots above his eyes,..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno his breed,..i forgotten if he has droopy or standing ears,..&lt;br /&gt;i can rem his tongue though,.and his smell,...&lt;br /&gt;i know one thing,...he don bark,...that is wat i remember,..i never hear him bark before,..&lt;br /&gt;i miss him licking my face in the early morning,..even though how i dislike,.cos,..it smelt so much like rain,..salty rain,.it was so cold every morning while waiting for the bus,.you can even see haze,..is like 610 in the morning,..me and him,..hehe,..he sat patiently ,..^_^&lt;br /&gt;i loved weewoo,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-115911069185976043?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/115911069185976043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=115911069185976043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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description - high,...like drowning in beer, like taking subutex (from the recent newspapers), like taking esctasy (i dunno how to spell this though"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thrilling and exciting,..hiding,..&lt;br /&gt;bleaming,...bleaming and still bleaming,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving you to think of all the outcomes,...be it "good",  "bad", "as imagined" 'surprised", "sad",..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but overall,...the process of it is the best feeling,...&lt;br /&gt;the mind just went like a crazy train,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the addiction,..comes the downfall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the outcome,...&lt;br /&gt;it is usually as not to wat you have thought,...only beautiful things played in your mind,..reality r often very much of a disappointment,...that is why they say don count the chickens before the eggs hatch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's outcome,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a special feeling,..&lt;br /&gt;a negative feeling&lt;br /&gt;but must be treasured,...&lt;br /&gt;cos,...&lt;br /&gt;this should be the kind of feeling&lt;br /&gt;this kind of feeling must be it,..&lt;br /&gt;this degree of negative,...must be it&lt;br /&gt;you can't say sad,...cos this kind of negative comes with a prize,...a prize for the opposite to be positive,..very positive,..&lt;br /&gt;this kind of negative simply puts a frown to your face,..&lt;br /&gt;and leaves you to remind yourself,...&lt;br /&gt;a tear or two might come,..&lt;br /&gt;your heart is flooded,..&lt;br /&gt;but it is not sad,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some may say,..hurt,..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno,..&lt;br /&gt;how can you choose to hurt yourself,..???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must remember the outcome i have today,...&lt;br /&gt;so i won't be drenched when the day comes,.&lt;br /&gt;it is good to have this kind of feeling&lt;br /&gt;at least i have it before,..&lt;br /&gt;it might not be so negative the next time round&lt;br /&gt;cos i have it now,..i know i lived on&lt;br /&gt;i'll know i can do the same&lt;br /&gt;the next time round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall,..i sort of miss this kind of feeling,...this feeling is even better den love,...it leaves you ,...the best of all kinds of feelings,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-115858438047520079?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/115858438047520079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=115858438047520079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115858438047520079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115858438047520079'/><link rel='alternate' 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jogging,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;,...why am i so easily influenced by my mum,...its driving me crazy,...&lt;br /&gt;help me,...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,...i've made great progress compared to last time,...don wanna be a slave to the  though,..waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting,....and waiting,...i have quite had enough,...really,....wat r the guys doing,..for christ sake,...not talking bout dad though,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all flared up bout 's shit,...wat am i to you guys,..?? a shock absorber,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,..i'm really mad now,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno,..fancy crying over something's not worthy,..from my point of view,..is simply ridculous,..how about ur mom man,..?? got the job got the looks,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got the brains got the time,..wat the heck ya doing,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just hurry contribute,..don dwell so long in your past,..you still have a brain do you,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you,....wat,..ever,..i,...have no comments,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i move on too fast,..i wanna go back,...but i can't ,..i know,...look into the future,..thats wat i'm gonna do,...don talk to me bout last time,...i have my own life you know,..you all know,...so start open up your eyes and contribute,...all idiots,....pieces of shit,..lumps of shit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-115837941546888781?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/115837941546888781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=115837941546888781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115837941546888781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115837941546888781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/09/saturday.html' title='saturday'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-115798271274217523</id><published>2006-09-11T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T21:51:52.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>had a rather enjoyable day,...finally played something on the piano and discover i can spend sometime there,...^_^ sometime that will draw me into it,...how nice,..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-115798271274217523?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/115798271274217523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=115798271274217523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115798271274217523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115798271274217523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/09/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-115763719039776224</id><published>2006-09-07T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T21:53:10.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>childhood songs 2</title><content type='html'>the corrupted one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smells Like Teen Spirit Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;by Nirvana[ &lt;a class="b" href="http://off.free-lyrics-online.com/survey/ezlyrics/index.asp?a=4208&amp;f=lyricsdomain" target="_blank"&gt;Download Free Lyrics Software featuring Nirvana&lt;/a&gt; ] [ &lt;a class="b" href="http://www.lyricsdomain.com/sendlyrics/"&gt;Send to a friend&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;Load up on guns and&lt;br /&gt;Bring your friends&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to lose&lt;br /&gt;And to pretend&lt;br /&gt;She's over bored&lt;br /&gt;And self assured&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I know&lt;br /&gt;A dirty word&lt;br /&gt;hello, how low? [x bunch of times]&lt;br /&gt;With the lights out it's less dangerous&lt;br /&gt;Here we are now&lt;br /&gt;Entertain us&lt;br /&gt;I feel stupid and contagious&lt;br /&gt;Here we are now&lt;br /&gt;Entertain us&lt;br /&gt;A mulatto&lt;br /&gt;An albino&lt;br /&gt;A mosquito&lt;br /&gt;My Libido&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm worse at what I do best&lt;br /&gt;And for this gift I feel blessed&lt;br /&gt;Our little group has always been&lt;br /&gt;And always will until the end&lt;br /&gt;hello, how low? [x bunch of times]&lt;br /&gt;With the lights out it's less dangerous&lt;br /&gt;Here we are now&lt;br /&gt;Entertain us&lt;br /&gt;I feel stupid and contagious&lt;br /&gt;Here we are now&lt;br /&gt;Entertain us&lt;br /&gt;A mulatto&lt;br /&gt;An albino&lt;br /&gt;A mosquito&lt;br /&gt;My Libido&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;And I forget&lt;br /&gt;Just why I taste&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;I found it hard&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to find&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, whatever, nevermind&lt;br /&gt;hello, how low? [x bunch of times]&lt;br /&gt;With the lights out it's less dangerous&lt;br /&gt;Here we are now&lt;br /&gt;Entertain us&lt;br /&gt;I feel stupid and contagious&lt;br /&gt;Here we are now&lt;br /&gt;Entertain us&lt;br /&gt;A mulatto&lt;br /&gt;An albino&lt;br /&gt;A mosquito&lt;br /&gt;My Libido&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, a denial&lt;br /&gt;A denial&lt;br /&gt;A denial...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madonna vogue&lt;br /&gt;Strike a poseStrike a poseVogue, vogue, vogueVogue, vogue, vogue&lt;br /&gt;Look around everywhere you turn is heartacheIt's everywhere that you go (look around)You try everything you can to escapeThe pain of life that you know (life that you know)&lt;br /&gt;When all else fails and you long to beSomething better than you are todayI know a place where you can get awayIt's called a dance floor, and here's what it's for, so&lt;br /&gt;Come on, vogueLet your body move to the music (move to the music)Hey, hey, heyCome on, vogueLet your body go with the flow (go with the flow)You know you can do it&lt;br /&gt;All you need is your own imaginationSo use it that's what it's for (that's what it's for)Go inside, for your finest inspirationYour dreams will open the door (open up the door)&lt;br /&gt;It makes no difference if you're black or whiteIf you're a boy or a girlIf the music's pumping it will give you new lifeYou're a superstar, yes, that's what you are, you know it&lt;br /&gt;Come on, vogueLet your body groove to the music (groove to the music)Hey, hey, heyCome on, vogueLet your body go with the flow (go with the flow)You know you can do it&lt;br /&gt;Beauty's where you find itNot just where you bump and grind itSoul is in the musicalThat's where I feel so beautifulMagical, life's a ballSo get up on the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;Come on, vogueLet your body move to the music (move to the music)Hey, hey, heyCome on, vogueLet your body go with the flow (go with the flow)You know you can do it&lt;br /&gt;Vogue, (Vogue)Beauty's where you find it (move to the music)Vogue, (Vogue)Beauty's where you find it (go with the flow)&lt;br /&gt;Greta Garbo, and MonroeDietrich and DiMaggioMarlon Brando, Jimmy DeanOn the cover of a magazine&lt;br /&gt;Grace Kelly; Harlow, JeanPicture of a beauty queenGene Kelly, Fred AstaireGinger Rogers, dance on air&lt;br /&gt;They had style, they had graceRita Hayworth gave good faceLauren, Katharine, Lana tooBette Davis, we love you&lt;br /&gt;Ladies with an attitudeFellows that were in the moodDon't just stand there, let's get to itStrike a pose, there's nothing to it&lt;br /&gt;Vogue, vogue&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, you've got toLet your body move to the musicOooh, you've got to justLet your body go with the flowOooh, you've got toVogue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ace of base,...the sign,...i loved this sign,...just describe wat i'm feeling now,..&lt;br /&gt;I, I got a new life, you would hardly recognize me, I'm so glad How can a person like me care for you? I, why do I bother, when you're not the one for me? Oo-hoo-hoo-oo-oo Is enough enough? I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes, I saw the sign Life is demanding without understanding I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes, I saw the sign No one's gonna drag you up to get into the light here you belong But where do you belong? I, under the pale moon, for so many years I wondered who you are How could a person like you bring me joy? Under the pale moon, where I see a lot of stars Oo-hoo-hoo-oo-oo Is enough enough? I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes, I saw the sign Life is demanding without understanding I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes, I saw the sign No one's gonna drag you up to get into the light where you belong But where do you belong? Oh, oh-oh-oh I saw the sign and it opened up my mind And I am happy now living without you I've left you Oh, oh-oh-oh I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes, I saw the sign No one's gonna drag you up to get into the light where you belong (I saw the sign, I saw the si-ee-ign) I saw the sign (I saw the sign, I saw the si-ee-i-ee-ign) (I saw the sign, I saw the sign) I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes, I saw the sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;counting crows mr jones&lt;br /&gt;Sha la la la la la la... I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer You know She dances while his father plays guitar She's suddenly beautiful We all want something beautiful I wish I was beautiful So come dance this silence down through the morning sha la la la la la yeah Cut up Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances and Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones Believe in me Help me believe in anything 'Cause I want to be someone who believes Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales Stare at the beautiful women "She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me." Smiling in the bright lights Coming through in stereo When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely I will paint my picture Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful Grey is my favorite color I felt so symbolic yesterday If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play Mr. Jones and me look into the future yeah we stare at the beautiful women "She's looking at you. Uh, I don't think so. She's looking at me." Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a gray guitar When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely I will never be lonely I'm never gonna be lonely I want to be a lion Everybody wants to pass as cats We all want to be big big stars, but we got different reasons for that Believe in me because I don't believe in anything and I, I want to be someone, to believe, to believe, to believe! Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio Yeah we stare at the beautiful women "She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be somebody for me." I want to be Bob Dylan Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky When everybody loves you, oh son, that's just about as funky as you can be Mr. Jones and me staring at the video When I look at the television, I want to see me staring right back at me We all want to be big stars, but we don't know why and we don't know how But when everybody loves me, I wanna to be, just about as happy as I can be Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss From A Rose Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;by Seal[ &lt;a class="b" href="http://off.free-lyrics-online.com/survey/ezlyrics/index.asp?a=4208&amp;f=lyricsdomain" target="_blank"&gt;Download Free Lyrics Software featuring Seal&lt;/a&gt; ] [ &lt;a class="b" href="http://www.lyricsdomain.com/sendlyrics/"&gt;Send to a friend&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea.&lt;br /&gt;You became the light on the dark side of me.&lt;br /&gt;Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.&lt;br /&gt;But did you know,&lt;br /&gt;That when it snows,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes become large and&lt;br /&gt;The light that you shine can be seen.&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh,&lt;br /&gt;The more I get of you,&lt;br /&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;And now that your rose is in bloom.&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;There is so much a man can tell you,&lt;br /&gt;So much he can say.&lt;br /&gt;You remain,&lt;br /&gt;My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby&lt;br /&gt;To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.&lt;br /&gt;Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?&lt;br /&gt;But did you know,&lt;br /&gt;That when it snows,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, the more I get of you&lt;br /&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Now that your rose is in bloom.&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey,&lt;br /&gt;I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,&lt;br /&gt;I've been kissed by a rose&lt;br /&gt;I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,&lt;br /&gt;...And if I should fall along the way&lt;br /&gt;I've been kissed by a rose&lt;br /&gt;...been kissed by a rose on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;There is so much a man can tell you,&lt;br /&gt;So much he can say.&lt;br /&gt;You remain&lt;br /&gt;My power, my pleasure, my pain.&lt;br /&gt;To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby.&lt;br /&gt;But did you know,&lt;br /&gt;That when it snows,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, the more I get of you&lt;br /&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Now that your rose is in bloom,&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, the more I get of you&lt;br /&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah&lt;br /&gt;And now that your rose is in bloom&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey&lt;br /&gt;Now that your rose is in bloom,&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alanis morissette ironic&lt;br /&gt;Yeahyeahyeah yeahyeahyeah An old man turned ninety-eight He won the lottery and died the next day It's a black fly in your Chardonnay It's a death row pardon two minutes too late Isn't it ironic... don't you think It's like rain on your wedding day It's a free ride when you've already paid It's the good advice that you just didn't take Who would've thought... it figures Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye He waited his whole damn life to take that flight And as the plane crashed down he thought "Well, isn't this nice." And isn't it ironic ... don't you think It's like rain on your wedding day It's a free ride when you've already paid It's the good advice that you just didn't take Who would've thought... it figures Well, life has a funny way of sneaking up on you When you think everything's okay and everything's going right And life has a funny way of helping you out when You think everything's gone wrong and everthing blows up in your face A traffic jam when you're already late A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break It's like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife It's meeting the man of my dreams And then meeting his beautiful wife And isn't it ironic... don't you think A little too ironic.. and yeah I really do think... It's like rain on your wedding day It's a free ride when you've already paid It's the good advice that you just didn't take Who would've thought... it figures Well, life has a funny way of sneaking up on you And life has a funny way of helping you out Helping you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rembrandts - I'll Be There for You Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;//&lt;br /&gt;So no one told you life was gonna be this wayYour job's a joke, you're brokeyour love life's D.O.A&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're always stuck in second gearOh when it hasn't been your dayYour week, your month, or even your year&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for youWhen the rain starts to pourI'll be there for youLike I've been there beforeI'll be there for you'Cause you're there for me, too&lt;br /&gt;You're still in bed at ten and work began at eightYou've burned your breakfastSo far things are going greatYour mother warned you there'd be days like theseBut she didn't tell you when the worldHas brought you down to your knees(repeat 1)&lt;br /&gt;No one could ever know meNo one could ever see meSeems you're the only one who knowsWhat it's like to be me&lt;br /&gt;Someone to face the day withMake it through all the rest withSomeone I'll always laugh withEven at my worst I'm best with you&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're always stuck in second gearOh when it hasn't been your dayYour week, your month, or even your year&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for youWhen the rain starts to pourI'll be there for youLike I've been there beforeI'll be there for you'Cause you're there for me, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys II men water runs dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't even talk anymoreAnd we don't even know what we argue aboutDon't even say I love you no more'Cause saying how we feel is no longer allowedSome people will work things outAnd some just don't know how to change&lt;br /&gt;Not the lyrics to "Water Runs Dry (Strat Mix)" ?, Please report that below.&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:Let's don't wait till the water runs dryWe might watch our whole lives pass us byLet's don't wait till the water runs dryWe'll make the biggest mistake of our livesDon't do it baby&lt;br /&gt;Is this song NOT from II ? Would you report that?&lt;br /&gt;Now they can see the tears in our eyesBut we deny the pain that lies deep in our heartsWell maybe that's a pain we can't hide'Cause everybody knows that we're both torn apartWhy do we hurt each otherWhy do we push love away&lt;br /&gt;If you can not find the lyrics you want, You may want to request them.&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;To add comments to "Water Runs Dry (Strat Mix)", You may scroll down and join the discussion&lt;br /&gt;Don't do it babyDon't do it babyWaitWatchDon't wait for the waterWaitDon't wait&lt;br /&gt;To add comments to "BOYZ II MEN", Go to the lyrics listing page&lt;br /&gt;Some people will work things outAnd some just don't know how to change&lt;br /&gt;Anything wrong with the lyrics to "Water Runs Dry (Strat Mix)" on this page, Would you please report that ?&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WaitDon't do it babyWaitDon't do it babyWaitWatchWaitNo, no babyWe might watch our whole lives, yeahDon't wait for the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another holy song&lt;br /&gt;Joan Osbourne&lt;br /&gt;One of Us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God had a nameWhat would it be?And would you call it to his faceIf you were faced with himIn all his gloryWhat would you askIf you had just one question?Yeah yeah God is greatYeah yeah God is goodYeah yeah yeah yeah yeahWhat if God was one of us?Just a slob like one of usJust a stranger on the busTrying to make his way homeIf God had a faceWhat would it look like?And would you want to seeIf seeing meant that you would have to believeIn things like heaven and in Jesus and the saints and all the prophetsAnd yeah yeah God is greatYeah yeah God is goodYeah yeah yeah yeah yeahWhat if God was one of us?Just a slob like one of usJust a stranger on the busTrying to make his way homeTrying to make his way homeBack up to heaven all aloneNobody callin' on the phone'cept for the Pope maybe in RomeYeah yeah God is greatYeah yeah God is goodYeah yeah yeah yeah yeahWhat if God was one of us?Just a slob like one of usJust a stranger on the busTrying to make his way homeJust trying to make his way homeLike a holy rollin' stoneBack up to heaven all aloneJust trying to make his way homeNobody callin' on the phone'cept for the Pope maybe in Rome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basket Case Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;by Green Day[ &lt;a class="b" href="http://off.free-lyrics-online.com/survey/ezlyrics/index.asp?a=4208&amp;amp;f=lyricsdomain" target="_blank"&gt;Download Free Lyrics Software featuring Green Day&lt;/a&gt; ] [ &lt;a class="b" href="http://www.lyricsdomain.com/sendlyrics/"&gt;Send to a friend&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;Do you have the time&lt;br /&gt;to listen to me whine&lt;br /&gt;About NOTHING and EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;all at once&lt;br /&gt;I am one of those&lt;br /&gt;Melodramatic fools&lt;br /&gt;Neurotic to the bone&lt;br /&gt;No doubt about it&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me&lt;br /&gt;It all keeps adding up&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm CRACKING UP&lt;br /&gt;Am I just PARANOID?&lt;br /&gt;Or am I just STONED&lt;br /&gt;I went to a shrink&lt;br /&gt;To analyze my dreams&lt;br /&gt;SHE says it's lack of sex&lt;br /&gt;that's bringing me down&lt;br /&gt;I went to a whore&lt;br /&gt;HE said my life's a bore&lt;br /&gt;So quit my whining cause&lt;br /&gt;it's bringing HER down&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me&lt;br /&gt;It all keeps adding up&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm CRACKING UP&lt;br /&gt;Am I just PARANOID?&lt;br /&gt;Uh,yuh,yuh,ya&lt;br /&gt;Grasping to CONTROL&lt;br /&gt;So I BETTER hold on&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me&lt;br /&gt;It all keeps adding up&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm CRACKING UP&lt;br /&gt;Am I just PARANOID?&lt;br /&gt;Or am I just STONED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovefool Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;by Cardigans[ &lt;a class="b" href="http://off.free-lyrics-online.com/survey/ezlyrics/index.asp?a=4208&amp;f=lyricsdomain" target="_blank"&gt;Download Free Lyrics Software featuring Cardigans&lt;/a&gt; ] [ &lt;a class="b" href="http://www.lyricsdomain.com/sendlyrics/"&gt;Send to a friend&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;Dear, I fear we're facing a problem&lt;br /&gt;you love me no longer, I know&lt;br /&gt;and maybe there is nothing&lt;br /&gt;that I can do to make you do&lt;br /&gt;Mama tells me I shouldn't bother&lt;br /&gt;that I ought to stick to another man&lt;br /&gt;a man that surely deserves me&lt;br /&gt;but I think you do!&lt;br /&gt;So I cry, I pray and I beg&lt;br /&gt;Love me love me&lt;br /&gt;say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;fool me fool me&lt;br /&gt;go on and fool me&lt;br /&gt;love me love me&lt;br /&gt;pretend that you love me&lt;br /&gt;leave me leave me&lt;br /&gt;just say that you need me&lt;br /&gt;Love me love me&lt;br /&gt;say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;leave me leave me&lt;br /&gt;just say that you need me&lt;br /&gt;I can't care 'bout anything but you...&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have desperately pondered,&lt;br /&gt;spent my nights awake and I wonder&lt;br /&gt;what I could do have done in another way&lt;br /&gt;to make you stay&lt;br /&gt;Reason will not lead to solution&lt;br /&gt;I will end up lost in confusion&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you really care&lt;br /&gt;as long as you don't go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killing Me Softly Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;by Fugees[ &lt;a class="b" href="http://off.free-lyrics-online.com/survey/ezlyrics/index.asp?a=4208&amp;amp;f=lyricsdomain" target="_blank"&gt;Download Free Lyrics Software featuring Fugees&lt;/a&gt; ] [ &lt;a class="b" href="http://www.lyricsdomain.com/sendlyrics/"&gt;Send to a friend&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;[LAURYN:]&lt;br /&gt;Strumming dub plates with our fingers,&lt;br /&gt;Eliminate sounds with our song,&lt;br /&gt;Killing a sound boy with this sound,&lt;br /&gt;Killing a sound boy with this sound,&lt;br /&gt;Taking sound boys' lives with this dub, killing him softly with this sound.&lt;br /&gt;Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life with his words,&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song,&lt;br /&gt;Telling my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song.&lt;br /&gt;I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style,&lt;br /&gt;And so I came to see him and listen for a while.&lt;br /&gt;And there he was this young bwoy, stranger to my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Strumming my pain with his fingers,&lt;br /&gt;Singing my life with his words,&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song, telling&lt;br /&gt;my whole life with&lt;br /&gt;his words, killing me softly with his song. I felt all flushed with fever,&lt;br /&gt;embarrassed by the crowd, I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud.&lt;br /&gt;I prayed that he would finish, but he just kept right on strumming my pain&lt;br /&gt;with his fingers, singing my life with his words,&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song, telling my&lt;br /&gt;whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song&lt;br /&gt;[CLEF:]&lt;br /&gt;Yo L-Boogie, take it to the bridge&lt;br /&gt;[LAURYN:]&lt;br /&gt;Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life with his words,&lt;br /&gt;killing me softly with his song,&lt;br /&gt;killing me softly with his song,&lt;br /&gt;telling my whole life with his words,&lt;br /&gt;killing me softly with his song.&lt;br /&gt;Strumming my pain with his finger, yeah he was . . .&lt;br /&gt;shoutouts and fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;by Collective Soul[ &lt;a class="b" 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load on 'em OPP, how can I explain itI'll take you frame by frame itTo have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' itO is for Other, P is for People scratchin' templeThe last P...well...that's not that simpleIt's sorta like another way to call a cat a kittenIt's five little letters that are missin' hereYou get on occassion at the other partyAs a game 'n it seems I gotta start to explainin'Bust itYou ever had a girl and met her on a nice helloYou get her name and number and then you feelin' real mellowYou get home, wait a day, she's what you wanna know aboutThen you call up and it's her girlfriend or her cousin's houseIt's not a front, F to the R to the O to the N to the TIt's just her boyfriend's at her house (Boy, that's what is scary)It's OPP, time other people's what you get itThere's no room for relationship there's just room to hit itHow many brothers out there know just what I'm gettin' atWho thinks it's wrong 'cos I'm splittin' and co-hittin' atWell if you do, that's OPP and you're not down with itBut if you don't, here's your membershipChorus:You down with OPP (Yeah you know me) 3XWho's down with OPP (Every last homie)You down with OPP (Yeah you know me) 3XWho's down with OPP (All the homies)As for the ladies, OPP means something giftedThe first two letters are the same but the last is something differentIt's the longest, loveliest, lean-- I call it the leanestIt's another five letter word rhymin' with cleanest and meanestI won't get into that, I'll do it...ah...sorta properlyI say the last P...hmmm...stands for propertyNow lady here comes a kiss, blow a kiss back to me, now tell me exactlyHave you ever known a brother who have another like ah girl or wifeAnd you just had to stop and just 'cos he look just as niceYou looked at him, he looked at you and you knew right awayThat he had someone but he was gonna be yours anywayYou couldn't be seen with him and honestly you didn't care'Cos in a room behind a door no one but y'all are thereWhen y'all are finish, y'all can leave and only y'all would knowAnd then y'all could throw the skeleton bones right in the closet do'Now don't be shocked 'cos if you're down I want your hands up highSay OPP (OPP) I like to say with prideNow when you do it, do it well and make sure that it countsYou're now down with a discountChorus:You down with OPP (Yeah you know me) 3XWho's down with OPP (Every last lady)You down with OPP (Yeah you know me) 3XWho's down with OPP (All the ladies)This girl ah tried to OPP meI had a girl and she knew that matter-of-fact my girl was partner's thatHad a fall out, disagreement, yeah an argumentShe tried to do me so we did it in my apartment, bust itThat wasn't the thing it must have been the way she hit the ceiling'Cos after that she kept on coming back and catchin' feelingsI said, Let's go my girl is coming so you gotta leaveShe said, Oh no, I love you Treach I said, Now child pleaseYou gots to leave, come grab your coat, right now you gotta goI said now look you to the stairs and to the stairwindowThis was a thing, a little thing, you shouldn't have put your heart'Cos you know I was OPP, hell from the very startCome on, come on, now let me tell you what it's all aboutWhen you get down, you can't go 'round runnin' off at the mouthThat's rule number one in this OPP establishmentYou keep your mouth shut and it won't get back to her or himExciting isn't it, a special kinda businessMany of you will catch the same sorta OPP is you withHim or her for sure is going to admit itWhen OPP comes, damn-- skippy I'm with itChorus:You down with OPP (Yeah you know me) 3XWho's down with OPP (This whole party)You down with OPP (Yeah you know me) 3XWho's down with OPP (This whole party)Break it down!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-115763719039776224?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-115722104428255364</id><published>2006-09-03T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T02:17:24.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>childhood songs</title><content type='html'>"whitney houston " "i have nothing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share my lifeTake me for what I amCuz I'll never changeAll my colors for youTake my loveI'll never ask for too muchJust all that you areAnd everything that you doI don't really need to lookVery much fartherI don't wanna goWhere you don't followI don't hold it back againThis passion insideCan't run from myselfThere's nowhere to hideChorus:Don't make me close one more doorI don't wanna hurt anymoreStay in my arms if you dareMust I imagine you there?Don't walk away from meI Have NothingNothingNothing, if i don't have you (you-oo, you-oo, you)You see throughRight to the heart of meYou break down my wallsWith the strength of your love (mm..)I never knewLove like I known it's with youWill the memories survive?One I can hold on toI don't really need to lookVery much fartherI don't wanna goWhere you don't followI don't hold it back againThis passion insideCan't run from myselfThere's nowhere to hideYou're the love I remember foreverRepeat Chorus (2X)Don't walk away from meDon't walk away from meDon't you dare walk away from meI have nothingNothingNothing, if I don't have youYou, if I don't have you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my very first tape i bought&lt;br /&gt;Mariah carey&lt;br /&gt;Song:&lt;br /&gt;Dreamlover&lt;br /&gt;Album:&lt;br /&gt;OnesI need a lover to give meThe kind of loveThat will last alwaysI need somebody upliftingTo take me awayI want a lover who knows meWho understands how I feel insideSomeone to comfort and hold meThrough the long lonely nights'Till the dawnWhy don't you take me away(chorus:)Dreamlover come rescue meTake me up take me downTake me anywhere you want to baby nowI need you so desperatelyWon't you please colme around'Cause I wanna share forever with you babyI don't want another pretenderTo disillusion me one more timeWhispering words of foreverPlaying with my mindI need someone to hold on toThe kind of love that won't fly awayI just want someone to belong toEverydayOf my lifeAlwaysSo come and take me away(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catchy song ,..like when they go a licky boom boom down,.&lt;br /&gt;SnowInformerSnow Lyrics"Informer"[CHORUS:]InformerYou know say daddy me snow me-a (gonna) blameA licky boom-boom down'Tective man he say, say Daddy Me Snow me stab someone down the laneA licky boom-boom downPolice-a them-a they come and-a they blow down me doorOne him come crawl through through my windowSo they put me in the back the car at the stationFrom that point on I reach my destinationWell the destination reached in down-a East detentionWhere they whip down me pants look up me bottom[CHORUS]Bigger they are they think they have more powerThere on the phone me say that on hourMe for want to use it once and-a me call me loverLover who me callin'-a the one TammyAnd me love her in my heart down to my belly-aYes say Daddy Me Snow me I feel cool and deadlyYes the one MC Shan and the one Daddy SnowTogether we-a love 'em(?) as a tornado[CHORUS]Listen to me ya better listen for me nowListen to me ya better listen for me nowWhen-a me rock-a the microphone, me rock on steady-aYes-a Daddy Me Snow me are the article donBut the in an a-out (?) a dance an they say, Where ya come from?People them say I come from JamaicaBut me born and raised (in the ghetto) I want ya to know-aPure black people man thats all I man knowYeah me shoes are-a tear up an-a my toes used to show-aWhere me-a born in-a the one Toronto[CHORUS]Come with a nice young ladyIntelligent, yes she gentle and irieEverywhere me go me never lef' her at all-ieYes-a Daddy Snow me are the roam dance man-aRoam between-a dancin' in-a in-a nation-aYou never know say Daddy Me Snow me are the boom shakataMe never lay-a down flat in-a one cardboard box-aYes-a Daddy Me Snow me-a go reachin' out da top[CHORUS]Why would he? [repeat][MC Shan:]Me sittin round cool with my jiggy jiggy girlPolice knock my door, lick up my palRough me up and I cant do a thingPick up my line when my telephone ringTake me to the station, black up my handsTrail me down 'cause I'm hangin with the SnowmanWhat an I gonna do, I'm backed and I'm trappedSmack me in my face, took all of my gapThey have no clues and they wanna get warmerBut Shan won't turn informer[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan AdamsPlease Forgive MeStill feels like Our first night together Feels like the first kiss It's getting better baby No-one can better this Still holding on You're still the one First time our eyes met Same feeling I get Only feels much stronger I wanna love you longer You still turn the fire on (Chorus) So if you're feeling lonely, don't You're the only love I ever want I only wanna make it good So if I love you a little more than I should Please forgive me I know not what I do Please forgive me I can't stop loving you Don't deny me This pain I'm going through Please forgive me If I need you like I do Please believe it every word I say is true Please forgive me I can't stop loving you Still feels like our best times are together Feels like the first touch Still getting closer baby Can't get close enough Still holding on Still number one I remember the smell of your skin I remember everything I remember all your moods I remember you, yeah ! I remember the nights you know I still do (Repeat Chorus) One thing I'm sure of Is the way we make love One thing I depend on Is for us to stay strong In every word and every breath I'm praying That's why I'm saying Please forgive me I know not what I do Please forgive me I can't stop loving you Don't deny me This pain I'm going through Please forgive me If I need you like I do Please believe it every word I say is true Please forgive me I can't stop loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wataholyholy song,...like the beginning,...in the middle of the ,..in the middle of the ,..in the middle of the,...&lt;br /&gt;The River Of Dreams Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;by Billy Joel&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;I go walking in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;&gt;From the mountains of faith&lt;br /&gt;To a river so deep&lt;br /&gt;I must be looking for something&lt;br /&gt;Something scared I lost&lt;br /&gt;But the river is wide&lt;br /&gt;And it's too hard to cross&lt;br /&gt;And even though I know the river is wide&lt;br /&gt;I walk down every evening and I stand on the shore&lt;br /&gt;And try to cross to the opposite side&lt;br /&gt;So I can finally find out what I've been looking for&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;I go walking in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;Through the valley of fear&lt;br /&gt;To a river so deep&lt;br /&gt;And I've been searching for something&lt;br /&gt;Taken out of my soul&lt;br /&gt;Something I would never lose&lt;br /&gt;Something somebody stole&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I go walking at night&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm tired and I don't want to walk anymore&lt;br /&gt;I hope it doesn't take the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;Until I find what it is that I've been looking for&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;I go walking in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;Through the jungle of doubt&lt;br /&gt;To a river so deep&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm searching for something&lt;br /&gt;Something so undefined&lt;br /&gt;That it can only be seen&lt;br /&gt;By the eyes of a blind&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure about a life after this&lt;br /&gt;God knows I've never been a spiritual man&lt;br /&gt;Baptized by the fire, I wade into the river&lt;br /&gt;That runs to the promized land&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;I go walking in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;Through the desert of truth&lt;br /&gt;To a river so deep&lt;br /&gt;We all end in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;We all start in the streams&lt;br /&gt;We're carried along&lt;br /&gt;By the river of dreams&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another catchy song,..kindof having the good guy image,...&lt;br /&gt;TWO PRINCES/Spin Doctors/One, two, princes kneel before youThat's what I said nowPrinces, princes who adore youJust go ahead nowOne has diamonds in his pocketsThat's some bread nowThis one, who wants to buy you rocketsAin't in his head nowThis one, he got a princely racketThat's what I said nowGot some big seal upon his jacketAin't in his head nowMarry him, your father will condone youHow bout that nowMarry me, your father will disown youHe'll eat his hat nowMarry him or marry meI'm the one that loves you baby can't you seeAin't got no future or a family treeBut I know what a prince and lover ought to beI know what a prince and lover ought to be ...Said, if you want to call me babyJust go ahead, nowAnd if you like to tell me maybeJust go ahead, nowIf you wanna buy me flowersJust go ahead, nowAnd if you love to talk for hoursJust go ahead, nowOne, two, princes kneel before youThat's what I said nowPrinces, princes who adore youJust go ahead nowOne has diamonds in his pocketsThat's some bread nowThis one, who wants to buy you rocketsAin't in his head nowMarry him or marry meI'm the one that loves you baby can't you seeAin't got no future or a family treeBut I know what a prince and lover ought to beI know what a prince and lover ought to be ...Said, if you want to call me babyJust go ahead, nowAnd if you like to 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href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=I" rel="nofollow" num="'0"&gt;I'll&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=never&amp;num=0" rel="nofollow"&gt;never&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=get&amp;amp;num=0" rel="nofollow"&gt;get&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=over&amp;num=0" rel="nofollow"&gt;over&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=you&amp;amp;num=0" rel="nofollow"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=Getting&amp;num=0" rel="nofollow"&gt;Getting&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=over&amp;amp;num=0" rel="nofollow"&gt;over&lt;/a&gt; me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul Asylum  loved the starting,..call you up in the middle of the night,...&lt;br /&gt;Runaway Train&lt;br /&gt;Call you up in the middle of the night Like a firefly without a light You were there like a slow torch burningI was a key that could use a little turning So tired that I couldn't even sleep So many secrets I couldn't keep Promised myself I wouldn't weep One more promise I couldn't keep It seems no one can help me now I'm in too deep There's no way out This time I have really led myself astray Runaway train never going back Wrong way on a one way track Seems like I should be getting somewhereSomehow I'm neither here no thereCan you help me remember how to smile Make it somehow all seem worthwhile How on earth did I get so jaded Life's mystery seems so faded I can go where no one else can go I know what no one else knows Here I am just drownin' in the rainWith a ticket for a runaway train And everything seems cut and dry Day and night, earth and sky Somehow I just don't believe it Runaway train never going back Wrong way on a one way track Seems like I should be getting somewhereSomehow I'm neither here no there Bought a ticket for a runaway train Like a madman laughin' at the rain Little out of touch, little insane Just easier than dealing with the pain Runaway train never going back Wrong way on a one way track Seems like I should be getting somewhereSomehow I'm neither here no there Runaway train never comin' back Runaway train tearin' up the track Runaway train burnin' in my veins Runaway but it always seems the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Sad Love Song ~ Toni Braxton &lt;a href="http://www.links2love.com/music/anothersad.mid"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you been goneI been hangin’ around here latelyWith my mind messed upJumped in my car tried to clear my mindDidn’t help meI guess I’m all messed up now babySoon as I jumped into my rideThose memories start to playA song comes on the radioAnd there you are baby once againIt’s just another sad love songRackin’ my brain like crazyGuess I’m all torn upBe it fast or slowIt doesn’t let goOr shake meAnd it’s all because of youSince you been goneI keep thinkin’ about you babyGets me all choked upThis heart of mine keepsDreamin’ of you and it’s crazyYou’d think I’d had enoughAs soon as I get you out my headI’m in your car againJust one request from the radioI’m back in love sugar once againIt’s just another sad love songRackin’ my brain like crazyGuess I’m all torn upBe it fast or slowIt doesn’t let goOr shake meAnd it’s all because of youHere comes the stringsThen somebody singsOnly takes a beatAnd then it starts killin’ me darlin’Only takes one note, I tell ya,From that radioIt’s justAnotherLonelyLove song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"proclaimers" "500 miles"  very very catchy,..&lt;br /&gt;When I wake up Yeah I know I'm gonna beI'm gonna be the man Who wakes up next to youWhen I go out Yeah I know I'm gonna beI'm gonna be the manWho goes along with youIf I get drunk Yes I know I'm gonna beI'm gonna be the manWho gets drunk next to youAnd if I haver Yeah I know I'm gonna beI'm gonna be the man Who's havering next to youBut I would walk five hundred milesAnd I would walk five hundred moreJust to be the man who walked a thousand milesTo fall down at your doorWhen I'm working Yes I know I'm gonna beI'm gonna be the manWho's working hard for youAnd when the money Comes in for the work I'll doI'll pass every penny Right along to youBut I would walk five hundred milesAnd I would walk five hundred moreJust to be the man who walked a thousand milesTo fall down at your doorDa da da daDa da da daDa da da dum di dee dumDi dee dum di dee dumDa daDa da da daDa da da daDa da da dum di dee dumDi dee dum di dee dumDa daWhen I come home Yeah I know I'm gonna beI'm gonna be the man Who comes back home to youAnd if I grow old Well I know I'm gonna beI'm gonna be the man Who's growing old with youBut I would walk five hundred milesAnd I would walk five hundred moreJust to be the man who walked a thousand milesTo fall down at your doorDa da da daDa da da daDa da da dum di dee dumDi dee dum di dee dumDa daDa da da daDa da da daDa da da dum di dee dumDi dee dum di dee dumDa daBut I would walk five hundred milesAnd I would walk five hundred moreJust to be the man who walked a thousand milesTo fall down at your door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"4 non blondes" "what's up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-five years and my life is stillTrying to get up that great big hill of hopeFor a destinationAnd I realized quickly when I knew I shouldThat the world was made up of this brotherhood of manFor whatever that meansAnd so I cry sometimesWhen I'm lying in bedJust to get it all outWhat's in my headAnd I am feeling a little peculiarAnd so I wake in the morningAnd I step outsideAnd I take a deep breath and I get real highAnd I scream at the top of my lungsWhat's going on?And I say, hey hey hey heyI said hey, what's going on?ooh, ooh oohand I try, oh my god do I tryI try all the time, in this institutionAnd I pray, oh my god do I prayI pray every single dayFor a revolutionAnd so I cry sometimesWhen I'm lying in bedJust to get it all outWhat's in my headAnd I am feeling a little peculiarAnd so I wake in the morningAnd I step outsideAnd I take a deep breath and I get real highAnd I scream at the top of my lungsWhat's going on?And I say, hey hey hey heyI said hey, what's going on?Twenty-five years and my life is stillTrying to get up that great big hill of hopeFor a destination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come UndoneDuran DuranMine, immaculate dream made breath and skinI've been waiting for youSigned, with a home tattoo,Happy birthday to you was created for you(can't ever keep from falling apartAt the seamsCan't I believe you're taking my heartTo pieces)Oh, it'll take a little time,might take a little crimeto come undone now(PRECHORUS)We'll try to stay blindto the hope and fear outsideHey child, stay wilder than the windAnd blow me in to cry(CHORUS)Who do you need, who do you loveWhen you come undone(repeat)(Verse 2)Words, playing me deja vuLike a radio tune I swear I've heard beforeChill, is it something realOr the magic I'm feeding off your fingers(Can't ever keep from falling apartAt the seamsCan I believe you're taking my heartTo pieces)Lost, in a snow filled sky, we'll make it alrightTo come undone nowFrom: "If you lived here, you'd be home now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aerosmith crying  loved this song too,..&lt;br /&gt;Cryin' - Get A Grip)There was a timeWhen I was brokeheartedLove wasn't much of a friend of mineThe tables have turned - yeah'Cause me and them ways have partedThat kinda love was the killin' kindAll I want is someone I can't resistI know - all I - need to knowBy the way I got kissedI was Cryin' when I met youNow I'm tryin' to forget youYour love is sweet miseryI was Cryin' just to get youNow I'm tryin' 'cause I let youDo what you do down on meNow there's not even breathing roomBetween pleasure and painYeah you cry when we're makin' loveMust be one and the sameIt's down on meYeah, I got to tell you somethingIt's been on my mind, girl I gotta sayWe're partners in crimeYou got that certain somethingWhat you do to me takes my breath awayNow the word out on the streetIs the devil's in your kissIf our love goes up in flamesThat's a fire I can't resistI was Cryin' when I met youNow I'm tryin' to forget youYour love is sweet miseryI was Cryin' just to get youNow I'm dyin' 'cause I let youDo what you do to me'Cause what you got insideAin't where your love should stayYeah, our love, sweet love, ain't love'Til you give your heart awayI was Cryin' when I met youNow I'm tryin' to forget youYour love is sweet miseryI was Cryin' just to get youNow I'm dyin' just to let youDo what you do, what you do down on meBaby, baby, babyI was Cryin' when I met youNow I'm tryin' to forget youYour love is sweet miseryI was Cryin' when I met youNow I'm dyin' 'cause I let youDo what you do down to, down to, down toI was cryin' when I met youNow I'm tryin' to forget youYour love is sweet misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title:  SweatArtist: by Inner CircleHere is some reggae riddim for you who like it. Inner Circles'"Sweat"goessomethin like dis:(N.C.) I've been watching youA lalalala long a lalalalalong long lilong long long(Bb)Standing ac(Gm)ross the room I s(Cm)aw you smi(F)le(Bb)Said I wanna talk(Gm) to you (Cm)for a little whi(F)le(Bb)But before I make(Gm) my move my em(Cm)otion starts running w(F)ild(Bb)My tongue gets t(Gm)ied and tha(Cm) no l(F)ieLooking in your e(Bb)yes (Gm) (Cm)(F) Looking in your big brown e(Bb)yesOoh girl (Gm)  And I've g(Cm)ot this to say to you (F) Yeah!chorus:(Bb)Girl I want to ma(Gm)ke you sweat(Cm)Sweat till you cant sw(F)eat no more(Bb) And if you cr(Gm)y out(Cm)I'm gonna push it(F) Push it push it some mo(Bb)reA la la la la lo(Gm)ngA la la la la lo(Cm)ngA la la la la lo(F)ng long li long long lo(Bb)ngSo I said to myself if she love me or noAnd the strgnth I know our love is here to stayWith a little bit of this and a little bit of thatThe lyrics go under your takMy tongue gets tied and thats no lieLooking in your eyesLooking in your big brown eyesOoh girl, I've go this to say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad boys, bad boys whatcha want Whatcha gonna do when sherrif John Brown come for you tell me whatcha gonna do. Bad boys bad boys Watcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do when they come for you Bad boys, bad boys Watcha gonna do, watcha gonna do when they come for you When you were eight And you had bad traits You go to school and you learn the golden rule So why are you acting like a bloody fool If you get hot you must get cool Bad boys, bad boys Watcha gonna do whatcha gonna do When they come for you (repeat) You chuck it on this one You chuck it on this one You chuck it on mother and You chuck it on you father You chuck it on you brother and You chuck it on you sister You chuck it on that one and you chuck it on me Nobody naw give you no break Police naw give you no break Soldier naw give you no break Not even you idren naw give you no break Why did you have to act so mean don't you know You're a human being born of a mother with The love of a father reflections come and reflections go I know sometimes you want to let go I know sometimes you want to let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;def leppard "two steps behind" sweet&lt;br /&gt;Walk away if you want to.It’s ok, if you need to.Well, you can run, but you can never hideFrom the shadow that’s creepin’ up beside you.And, there’s a magic runnin’ through your soul,But you can’t have it all.(whatever you do)Well, I’ll be two steps behind you(wherever you go)And I’ll be there to remind youThat it only takes a minute of your precious timeTo turn around and I’ll be two steps behind.Yeah, yeah.Take the time to think about it.Just walk the line, you know you just can’t fight itAnd take a look around, you’ll see what you can’t find,Like the fire that’s burnin’ up inside me.Yeah, yeah.Oh.Yeah, baby.Two steps behindOh, sugar,two steps behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moi first "metal"song,..the only one that i understand,..compared to the others,..loved the huffin and puffin part,..i can sing the chorus,...&lt;br /&gt;green jelly three litt(Spoken)Why don't you, sit right back,and I, I may tell you, a tale.A tale of three, little pigs,and a BIG, BAD, WOLFFF.Well the first little piggy, well he was kinda hip.He spent most of his days, just a dreamin of the city.And then one day, he bought a guitar.He moved to Hollywood, to become a star.But, living on the farm, he knew nothing of the city.Built his house out of straw, what a pity.And then one day, jammin on some chords,along came the wolf, knocking on his door.(Chorus)Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in.NOT BY THE HAIR OF MY CHINNY, CHIN, CHIN!!Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in.NOT BY THE HAIR OF MY CHINNY, CHIN, CHIN!!Well I'm huffin, I'm puffin, I'll blow your house in.Huffin, puffin, blow your house in.Huffin, puffin, blow your house in.Huffin and a puffin and I'll blow your house in!!!Well the second little piggy, well he was kinda stoked.He spent most of his time just a ganga smokin.Huffin and a puffin down on Venice Beach.Getting paid money for religious speech.He built his shelter from what he garbage picked.Mostly made up of old cans and sticks.Then one day he was cranking out Bob Marley,and along came the Wolf on his big bad Harley.(Chorus)Well the third little piggy, the grade A student.His daddy was a rock star, named Pig Nugent.Earned his Masters Degree, from Harvard College.Built his house from his architect knowledge.A tri-level mansion, Hollywood Hills.Daddy's rock stardom, paid for the bills.And then one day came the old house smasherthe BIG BAD WOLF THE LITTLE PIGGY SLASHER.(Chorus)Well the big bad Wolf,well he huffed, and he puffed, all that he could.And low and behold the little piggy's house stood."IT'S MADE OUT OF CONCRETE!" the little piggy shouted.The wolf just frowned, as he pouted.So they called nine-eleven, like any piggy would.The sent out RAMBO, just as fast, as they could.(Rambo)"YO, WOLF-FACE, I'M YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE, YOUR ASS IS MINE!!!"(gunshots)Well the wolf fell dead as you can plainly see.So thats to end the story, for you and me.If you still give a listen, you just may, here a big wolf or little piggysay.(Chorus [a little different] )" And the moral of the story is, ' A band with no talent can easily amuseidiots, with a stupid, puppet show."le pigs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my all time favourite,..hmm,..actually ,..was deeply in loved with the cover on the tape,..sweet bee theme,...&lt;br /&gt;Blind Melon - No Rain&lt;br /&gt;(1992)All I can say is that my life is pretty plainI like watchin' the puddles gather rainAnd all I can do is just pour some tea for twoand speak my point of viewBut it's not sane, It's not saneI just want some one to say to meI'll always be there when you wakeYa know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry todaySo stay with me and I'll have it madeAnd I don't understand why I sleep all dayAnd I start to complain that there's no rainAnd all I can do is read a book to stay awakeAnd it rips my life away, but it's a great escapeescape......escape......escape......All I can say is that my life is pretty plainya don't like my point of viewya think I'm insaneIt's not sane......it's not saneI just want some one to say to meI'll always be there when you wakeYa know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry todaySo stay with me and I'll have it made&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-115722104428255364?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/115722104428255364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=115722104428255364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115722104428255364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115722104428255364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/09/childhood-songs.html' title='childhood songs'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-115677085449182901</id><published>2006-08-28T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T21:14:14.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>different morning</title><content type='html'>spend an hour in the morn watching ppl opening up their stores,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how good if i have one,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up at 9,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make breakfast and prepare my lundin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave home at 1030&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pull up the stall grill at 1100&lt;br /&gt;switch on the lights at 1105&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tend my stuff in the stall,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 to 10,..sit back and watch ppl come in go out come in go out,...try on ..take off,..give my comments,...draw some pics,...get some advice,...pick some food into my mouth for lunch,..put up new stuff,..watch ppl in and out again and again,...overheard the conversation from customers and get into a bad day from their bad comments on my stuff,..pick some more food into my mouth for din,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 thirty pm,..close shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11pm reached home ,..all bathed,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1130,..hot coco and continue on yesterday's designs,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1135,.....fell asleep,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds,....not too good,....especially the mid part,..from 10-11,..wow......sitting there,....all day,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up at 515&lt;br /&gt;leave home at 530&lt;br /&gt;reach workplace at 720&lt;br /&gt;laze around till 830&lt;br /&gt;work,.........lunch,.......work,.... till 5 30 to 6 ,..even 7 sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave,..reach home sometimes 7 sometimes,..8,..watch tv,..surf net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate some din&lt;br /&gt;crazy abit go jogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach home at 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bath and wait for hair to dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knock out at 1pm,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos the above one is better,....compared to the current one i have,.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,...no sat no sun,..no holidays,..only new year that 2-3 days,..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-115677085449182901?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/115677085449182901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=115677085449182901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115677085449182901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115677085449182901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/08/different-morning.html' title='different morning'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-115649484863990119</id><published>2006-08-25T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T16:34:08.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>genting trip</title><content type='html'>the carousel music in the background in genting is so,.....calm,...waaahh,.. wanna sleep le,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-115649484863990119?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/115649484863990119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=115649484863990119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115649484863990119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115649484863990119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/08/genting-trip.html' title='genting trip'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-115565667781309691</id><published>2006-08-15T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T23:44:38.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>calm music playing</title><content type='html'>such a long time since i blog,...finally took leave yesterday and today,..however,..was very much irritated by the calls i have from ppl back at work,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for a course,..its more on creativity and being innovative...was enlightened only during the day spend there,...wat i learned is that,....why i am afraid of cockroaches is that i am frightened by the sight of it,....if there is a creepy crawlie on me and i was not told that it was a cockroach,..i would not be as frightened,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the facilitator say,..some fear it due to its wings,..some due to its legs,..some the smell,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there r six modes of communication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verbally (one to one)&lt;br /&gt;oneself (self)&lt;br /&gt;written&lt;br /&gt;third voice (the thinking process within self)&lt;br /&gt;organisation&lt;br /&gt;and the last one that the facilitator forgot,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from a book,...&lt;br /&gt;there r mainly two kinds of emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first kind call the basic,..exp joy, distress, anger, fear, surprise, disgust,. inborn reflexes since we were babies,.. that we can't control and hardly hide,..we don't learn this kind of expressions, however the learn the term tat was given in language to describe,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second kind call the higher cognitive emotions, from the a part of the brain call neocortex,...more easily control by consious mind compared to the basic. Shaped by individual,...exp love, gulit, shame, embarrassment, pride,envy, jealousy,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;culture also plays a part in emotions,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION: why did the people from england and other parts of europe describe people from japan china nd countries in the south east asia as mysterious and unfathomable. It was due to the travellers that found it hard to read their emotions, japanese take great pains to hide their emotions,(expression display is consider rude) therefore every culture has its own rudes about emotions, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All humans no matter from which country or culture own the basic emotions, however due to the fact that in search of cultural identity, we fix on things that set us apart, we often pay too attention to the basic emotions that we have in common,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there  a break even point for the feeling of loss,..loss,..in sense of placed in a new environment, loss in having too many choices at the same time,..loss in inital stage of a complicated game,..the loss when all your choices r of same degree that you don't want or dislike,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very tired,...wan an every one,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life ,....so far,...is,......a bridge,...a brigde build of stones,..however there is a long gap of hole in between,..walking across,..means,..ensuring my shoes don get stuck in between,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-115565667781309691?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/115565667781309691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=115565667781309691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115565667781309691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115565667781309691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/08/calm-music-playing.html' title='calm music playing'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-115478880913808991</id><published>2006-08-05T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T22:40:09.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^ -_-^_^-_-^_^-_-</title><content type='html'>long long ago long ago,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored,..?? i don't know,..but all those chaps fits nicely into my brain now,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired,..................wat sh*t have i got myself into,....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-115478880913808991?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/115478880913808991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=115478880913808991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115478880913808991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115478880913808991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title='^_^ -_-^_^-_-^_^-_-'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-115179357109216208</id><published>2006-07-02T06:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T06:39:31.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^ ,......</title><content type='html'>so long nv blog le,..so long nv jog le,...seems hard to get back to the routine that i have before i left singapore,..or rather,..it is different feeling,suddenly felt that i am not as adventureous as i thought i ama,....still thinking,..wat do i wan to do,....i think i spent too much time thinking,..however,.i really have no idea,...but for sure,..i don wanna spent my next 7-8 years on e singapore acting force,...but at least that is one thing i know,..and it can b quite a sad thing,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yard is not good,..all the dirt,..all the THERE IS NO WATER,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't even go to a nice toilet,...this is the worst part,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPTIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go study ,..&lt;br /&gt;learn the new skills&lt;br /&gt;wait for 4 more years and start anew,..(sounds like a prisoner,...no leh prisoner better den me,.prisoner can take up studies while in prison)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,..this is the first time though,...but totally at their mercy,...hahahhaha,...&lt;br /&gt;anyway,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zao an,..have to go work le,..sian,...this is wat i don like,...trap on a ship,..on sun,....wat sia,...i rather trap in a shop,..at least still can see ppl,...on a ship,..................with ah nes,...no water,.no toliet,...now tat is pathetic,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many ppl around having relationship problems,...am i the next,..????&lt;br /&gt;a bit "siao" ah me,..but,..true ma,..you never know ,...&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha,..anyway,..hope today,..no ah ne,...ah ne also need to rest on sun one ma,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya,...i miss those study days....now i know,..why study so good,...i also wanna go back,...but...i know,...i never will,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotto go,...                                i love my darling,..lots,..^ ^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-115179357109216208?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/115179357109216208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=115179357109216208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115179357109216208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115179357109216208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='^_^ ,......'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-115029746072389346</id><published>2006-06-14T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T23:04:20.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my fav. korean songs for now,...</title><content type='html'>Thursday, 2 June 2005, 1:17:15pm&lt;br /&gt;Quote &lt;br /&gt;OST Sassy Girl Choon Hyang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haeng bok ha gil ba rae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeuNoonSoKehSuh NuhNeun Ddo DaReunGoSeul BoMyuh OoRuhSsuh&lt;br /&gt;KeuRuhNeun NeeGa NuhMooMiWoSuh NaDo DdaRaOoRuhSsuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeuRiWoNan NigaNuh - Moo JjidGiDoRok - NaAhPado&lt;br /&gt;NaJooKuhSuhDo NehSarangEuRo Duh HaengBokHaGilBaReh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah~ ah~ ah~ Ah~~~~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HimEeDeuRuh DoRaBoMyuh NaGuhGiEh Neul InnNeunGuhn&lt;br /&gt;KeuGoSehDa NamGyuhDooGoOn NeeNoonMool DdehMooNeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na - DduhNanJariEh NuhlHonJa DoolSooUhbSuh IssutDuhnGeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EeJehNeun Nuhl NuhMoo SaRangHae KalSooUhmNeun EeYooGaDweSsuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cried as you saw a different place in these eyes&lt;br /&gt;Then because I hated you so much&lt;br /&gt;I followed suit too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tore you apart from my longing&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me and it kills me&lt;br /&gt;But I hope you?re happier with my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah~ ah~ ah~ Ah~~~~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look back to the hard times&lt;br /&gt;You'll see that I'm always there&lt;br /&gt;I left there completely&lt;br /&gt;Because of your tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are alone in the space I left&lt;br /&gt;The thing was that we couldn't be together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days I love you so much&lt;br /&gt;That's become the reason for not being able to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tore you apart from my longing&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me and it kills me&lt;br /&gt;But I hope you?re happier with my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you?re happier,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you?re happy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==&lt;br /&gt;PS: itu aku dapetnya translation &amp; romanisationnya dari 2 orang yg berbeda &lt;br /&gt;pokoknya bisa nyanyi &amp; ngarti artinya dehhhhhhhhh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hey_sephia&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, 2 June 2005, 1:18:26pm&lt;br /&gt;Quote &lt;br /&gt;OST Sassy Girl Choon Hyang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi an hae ya ha neun geo ni - as one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi an han geo ni mi an hae ya ha neun geo ni neol sa rang ha ge dwae beo rin geo&lt;br /&gt;nae sa rang ee neol manh hi him deul ge han da neun geol al myeon seo do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a jik do bo nae ji do mot ha go itt seo i reon nal i hae han da myeon&lt;br /&gt;jo geum man na deo un da go hae do na yong seo hae jam shi man deo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*a ni ra go an dwen da go nae nun eul ga ryeo do neo neun itt seot go&lt;br /&gt;ham ke hae seo~ a pa ha myeo sal ra do geu geot man neu ro haeng bok haet seo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nae du gwi reul da mak ga deud ji anh ha do eon je na nae ge mal reul haet go&lt;br /&gt;ji wo ji ji anh neun da myeon i jen jeong mal sa rang ha go ship peo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat * (2 times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he~~ ye~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you sorry? Are you sorry I love you&lt;br /&gt;I know my love has made you suffer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still cant let you go&lt;br /&gt;Cry a little more but forgive me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It's not. It can't be, even if i hide my tears you have forgotten&lt;br /&gt;we did together~ it hurt but we were still happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you always talked to me&lt;br /&gt;If you can't erase, now i really want to love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuhl SarangHaGessuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuhl SarangHaGessuh Onjekajina&lt;br /&gt;Nuhl SarangHagessuh Jigeum EeSoonGanChuhRum&lt;br /&gt;Ee Sehsang Geu NooGoo Boda, Nuhl Sarang Hagessuh&lt;br /&gt;UhryuhOon Yegiro Nuh Eh HoGiShimeEul JaGeuKal SooDo Issuh&lt;br /&gt;GeuHeunHan YooEhRo Ee BamEul Bonel Soodo Issuh&lt;br /&gt;Hajiman Naeh MaeumEul EejehNeun AhrajwosseuMyun Hae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ee Sehsang Keu NooGoo Boda, Nuhl Sarang HaGessuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuhl Saranghagessuh Onjekajina&lt;br /&gt;Nuhl SarangHaGessuh Jigeum EeSoonGanChuhRum&lt;br /&gt;Ee Sehsang geu noogoo Boda, Nuhl Sarang Hagessuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation (Chorus only): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my lips to touch your warm&lt;br /&gt;lips until my love reaches your heart.&lt;br /&gt;If you still don't know my heart,&lt;br /&gt;know that I will love you more&lt;br /&gt;than anyone in this world.&lt;br /&gt;I will love you forever.&lt;br /&gt;I will love you just as I do now.&lt;br /&gt;More than anyone else in this world,&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*credit all 3 songs from soomp!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-115029746072389346?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/115029746072389346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=115029746072389346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115029746072389346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/115029746072389346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-fav-korean-songs-for-now.html' title='my fav. korean songs for now,...'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-114928298051158445</id><published>2006-06-03T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T05:16:20.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^</title><content type='html'>^_^ ,...am sleepy,...but happy,..sort of,..in some way,....&lt;br /&gt;i must focus on the things i wanna do,..really,....&lt;br /&gt;now tat i am in singapore,....ppl around r,...powerful,....but,...doesn't really matter actually,....it is really e self tat is important,...(sh*t! toking bout self centered) ,..... tell me bout it,...i am sleepy,..but happy,....really happy,..hahhahahahaha,....okay,...good night,..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-114928298051158445?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/114928298051158445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=114928298051158445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/114928298051158445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/114928298051158445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='^_^'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-114879360156438002</id><published>2006-05-28T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T13:26:08.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^</title><content type='html'>,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;,..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e ice-creams every shore leave,..&lt;br /&gt;e stars,...e shotting stars on the illegal trip to the flight deck&lt;br /&gt;biscuits and korean shows,..&lt;br /&gt;miss milk - at least a litre a day&lt;br /&gt;miss tea&lt;br /&gt;miss cafe and miss beer,...&lt;br /&gt;e working over 24 hours ,...&lt;br /&gt;e chinese meal we had&lt;br /&gt;e pita cum moutable we loved&lt;br /&gt;e badmiton we played on the tank dk&lt;br /&gt;e basketball we played on the welldk&lt;br /&gt;e cold in the first and e hot in the end&lt;br /&gt;e 51 degree in FF suit&lt;br /&gt;e 40 degree and still jogging rds on the flight dk&lt;br /&gt;e cake&lt;br /&gt;e birthday songs&lt;br /&gt;staff weiwei,..and CAIS,...meo of cos,..ashley and sgt xiaopang&lt;br /&gt;still staff weiwei,...aka e hatch xiao jie,..wes po 6,..mian bao chao ren den lao puo&lt;br /&gt;e clearing of water in ahu 8 &lt;br /&gt;e ahus at every port,...&lt;br /&gt;my poor section ic and 2nd ic,...&lt;br /&gt;e feeling of so many tasks to do in my head,..&lt;br /&gt;e feeling of jogging back home when on the trendmill&lt;br /&gt;e feeling of shopping in orchard when shopping there&lt;br /&gt;e feeling of shopping with vette when shopping wif shipcrew&lt;br /&gt;e feeling of NTUC when shopping in carrefour&lt;br /&gt;e feeling of watching movies with dar when smelling popcorns &lt;br /&gt;e feeling of unable to see e faces when hearing e voices&lt;br /&gt;e feeling of unable to use friendster when online&lt;br /&gt;e feeling of unable to listen to songs when i have my mp3&lt;br /&gt;e feeling of having same food always ,...&lt;br /&gt;e feeling of leaving every port&lt;br /&gt;e feeling tat every ME is the same at every ship,..tired&lt;br /&gt;e feeling tat everyone just wan to go home,.....and many more,..&lt;br /&gt;its crazy,...but fun,...just for once,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conculsion,...i won make a good sailor,..nor a wanderer,...nor someone to go oversea studies,...nor someone to work in other countries,...aiyo,..so weak sia,...bue tahan,..cannot set up cafe le,...ido*t,...trapped in xin jia po,..hahahaa,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jana,..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-114879360156438002?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/114879360156438002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=114879360156438002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/114879360156438002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/114879360156438002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='^_^'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-114871361393737285</id><published>2006-05-27T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T15:06:53.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am back,...^_^</title><content type='html'>yeah,..i am home sweet home la,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;already miss staff weiwei,....and the air onboard,....for sure i would not want to sail for another 4 months ever,....it is so,....lonnnnnngggggg,....... ....... ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^ need to sleep,....wan an everybody,......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my music,.....toopid mp3 spoilt,.....&gt; &lt; ,... cannot listen to moi favorites,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,...lucky com. still have some of other favorites,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan to hear.,.i wan to sleep,...give me a pillow,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to bath,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-114871361393737285?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/114871361393737285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=114871361393737285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/114871361393737285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/114871361393737285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-am-back.html' title='i am back,...^_^'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-114761638094640180</id><published>2006-05-14T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T22:19:40.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>months have passed</title><content type='html'>hi all,..it has been so long since i last posted,..i am now back in bahrain,....heading back singapore soon,...how i miss home,...the jogging route,..hahahhahahaha,..^_^ &lt;br /&gt;i wonder wat i have missed out back in singapore,...seems like a time stand still for me,...&lt;br /&gt;now den i know singapore is good,...or rather,..home is good,..really good,..hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,...not much time left to blog,...ciao,......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-114761638094640180?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/114761638094640180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=114761638094640180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/114761638094640180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/114761638094640180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/05/months-have-passed_14.html' title='months have passed'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-114019721206541695</id><published>2006-02-18T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T01:26:52.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^ in bahrain,....</title><content type='html'>hahaha,..finally get to use internet in bahrain,....now in "kingdom of bahrain" an island near saudi arabia and UAE,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weather,...cold,...windy,....around 15 degrees,...&lt;br /&gt;found out that the only danger walking in the streets is getting hit by flying plastic bags,...big ones,..small ones,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl discharging their "throat wastes" on the streets,...* ewwwh *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sea state was not that bad,..at least not for me ,...yet,..but the cold was really terrible,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;,..so far,....irritating air-con units has been giving me a problem,...lots of silly things to be done everyday,...hope the babies won start to be defective when spring comes,..and it will still cool the 44degrees of endeavour the hotplate,..sandstorms please come another day,..don chock my filters,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of milk,..onboard,..^_^ ahhahahaha,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,..its only the beginning,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll b back,...^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-114019721206541695?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.artfv.com/music/instruments/winds/' title='^_^ in bahrain,....'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/114019721206541695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=114019721206541695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/114019721206541695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/114019721206541695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/02/in-bahrain.html' title='^_^ in bahrain,....'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113880127072292955</id><published>2006-02-01T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T21:41:10.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^</title><content type='html'>I'll be back ,......on 27th may,....^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo,...!!! i'll miss blogging for months,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all,...be safe,..and happy,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-113880127072292955?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/113880127072292955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=113880127072292955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113880127072292955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113880127072292955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title='^_^'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113768541784341610</id><published>2006-01-19T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T23:43:37.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^  ^_^</title><content type='html'>two smiley faces,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything happens for a reason,.....so,.......we should forgive,....though we can hardly or never forget,..the pain,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope tat in near future we r able to see the reason behind,...and maybe be happy tat we manage to forgive in first place,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe,..i am happily waiting,.......patience....give me more patience,.....^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;women r so,........women,....and guys r so guys,....ehhhhh,....so different,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my bro made me chapati,...* so cute,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehhh,..so girly,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan to sleep le,.................i'll be back&lt;br /&gt;take good care all,...^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-113768541784341610?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/113768541784341610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=113768541784341610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113768541784341610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113768541784341610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_19.html' title='^_^  ^_^'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113726899862965757</id><published>2006-01-15T03:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T04:03:18.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^</title><content type='html'>its so late alreadiii,... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in about few minutes,...papa is gonna wake up to go work,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml is sun,......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now,..is the worst period,....waiting to go for the sail,...as it draws near,..it will get worst,...&lt;br /&gt;can't you see i mention about it everytime i blog,...so s*ckening,...ehhhwww,...okie,..let's not blog about that anymore,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have very strange dreams recently,..one very sweet but i know i won gonna tell so it will happen,.....but the rest is so strange,...but i'm not gonna tell too cos i forgot le,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can sleep while blogging,..&lt;br /&gt;ya,..have not been jogging for years,.............&lt;br /&gt;i need my stamina back,...come back to momma,...&lt;br /&gt;well,......getting lazy la....&lt;br /&gt;but without a few jog,..i felt worst leh,...regular joggers will share my views,...its like an addiction,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ,...am falling asleep.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wan an&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-113726899862965757?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/113726899862965757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=113726899862965757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113726899862965757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113726899862965757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_15.html' title='^_^'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113681594297926645</id><published>2006-01-09T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T22:12:23.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^</title><content type='html'>tis song is so nice,....so peaceful so calm,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my new sofa,....love love love,..hehee,.hope he remain the same ,..don cracks,..same old leather smell,..no change of color,..and most of all same degree of slump it will give me when i laze on,...today wen i went home,..the first thing i do is slump into sofieee,...AHHHH!! forget about my socks,..i must have a big sofiee next time when i have my own room,...^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml duty,..next day sail till fri,....tis week faster faster end,...&lt;br /&gt;new year faster faster come,..&lt;br /&gt;den,....four month sail faster faster come and faster faster end,...&lt;br /&gt;den,..my dar faster commision&lt;br /&gt;den,...we faster go tour,....yeahhh,..!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 is gonna be a very fast year,.....^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i surely miss is my sofiee,...&lt;br /&gt;of cos my papa,..mama,..popo,..gorgor,...my best friends,..good friends,...watever friends,...i'll miss the island,...   not forgetting my darling,...^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday when i went ntuc,..met a long lost old friend,...he is very special ,..a good friend in my childhood,...he gives me twenty cents for my rides in the market,...and looks out for me when i fall face first into the hard mud.i understand him just by seeing his expressions,...he is the only mute that i can hear in tis whole world,....mom says he was asking bout my whereabouts,..have not seen him for sososososoosos long after tis job,......god bless him,......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow day passes so fast....its like waiting for death to come,...makes your heart jump faster,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sh*t look at my english,....lazy to do editing,...so pls bear with me,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh,..my song again,......... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahha,........how can i be so chirpy,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie,..just think of tml's duty and i will be like ,"*&amp;$*#(@$*%#*&amp;",..but tml gonna come and go in a blink,...so sat and sun will come soon la,..&lt;br /&gt;tml is ph leh,..gonna miss the tv,...and sofiee,..they come as one,..&lt;br /&gt;vette has got a brother "russ" ,..ohhh,..so good,....i wan a russ too,....but i won call him tat,...i call him fredrick maybe,..my gor's english name,..hahahha,..&lt;br /&gt;"come fredrick come,.." "good ,.....",..now,..."fetch!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for my song,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been thinking about wat to do after i ord,..or early release,...&lt;-- sound like prison sia,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still thinking,........&lt;br /&gt;wat is the think i like leh,.....&lt;br /&gt;wat i like to do leh,...&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can a person just come to get a job and do the job for a long long time,..??&lt;br /&gt;how can a person find a job that he or she likes to do so easily,..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should start doing and see if i like a particular job,....&lt;br /&gt;how time wasting,...!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeya on sat or sun la,...............^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy holi.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-113681594297926645?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/113681594297926645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=113681594297926645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113681594297926645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113681594297926645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title='^_^'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113671881887504340</id><published>2006-01-08T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T19:13:38.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>current favourite tv series ,...you should watch it too,...</title><content type='html'>Sarang Haeyo &lt;br /&gt;Sarang Haeyo&lt;br /&gt;By : Kim Hyung Sup&lt;br /&gt;OST &gt; Sassy Girl Chun Hyang &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EeJjeuMeh Suh Nuhl SarangHaeDoDwehNee AhJoo JoGeumEh NeePoomEhSuh&lt;br /&gt;.Nal NamKyuhDooGo DduhNaKanDamyun NehMam AhPeunGuh JaRalJahna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SarangHaeyo Dashi ShiJaKhaeyo HimDeulGehManHaetDuhn KeuDehJiMan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love My Friend Nuh AhNiMyun AhnDwen&lt;br /&gt;.OoriSarangEun JuhngHaeJyoBuhRin EenGuhl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuhl HimDelGehHan NoonMool KkaJiDo EeJehn NehGa JuhnBoo KaPeulKkehyo&lt;br /&gt;Nehga KiPpeunGuhn NuhEh GeuOoSeumEe JiGeum Nal DalMa ItDaNeunGuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SarangHaeYo KeuDehManEul Nal HimDeulGehHaetDuhn GeuDehJiMan&lt;br /&gt;SarangHaeYo Nuh AhNiMyun AhnDwen&lt;br /&gt;MoDeunGuhl ItGo HaengBoKhaGehMan HaeJoolKkehYo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SarangHaeyo Dashi ShiJaKhaeyo HimDeulGehManHaetDuhn KeuDehJiMan&lt;br /&gt;I love My Friend Nuh AhNiMyun AhnDwen&lt;br /&gt;OoriSarangEun JuhngHaeJyoBuhRin OonMyungEeYah&lt;br /&gt;posted by sasuke at 5:03 PM 0 comments   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haeng Bok Ha Gil Ba Reh &lt;br /&gt;Haeng Bok Ha Gil Ba Reh&lt;br /&gt;By : Izi&lt;br /&gt;OST &gt; Sassy Girl Chun Hyang &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeuNoonSoKehSuh NuhNeun Ddo DaReunGoSeul BoMyuh OoRuhSsuh&lt;br /&gt;KeuRuhNeun NeeGa NuhMooMiWoSuh NaDo DdaRaOoRuhSsuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeuRiWoNan NigaNuh - Moo JjidGiDoRok - NaAhPado&lt;br /&gt;NaJooKuhSuhDo NehSarangEuRo Duh HaengBokHaGilBaReh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HimEeDeuRuh DoRaBoMyuh NaGuhGiEh Neul InnNeunGuhn&lt;br /&gt;KeuGoSehDa NamGyuhDooGoOn NeeNoonMool DdehMooNeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na - DduhNanJariEh NuhlHonJa DoolSooUhbSuh IssutDuhnGeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EeJehNeun Nuhl NuhMoo SaRangHae KalSooUhmNeun EeYooGaDweSsuh&lt;br /&gt;posted by sasuke at 5:02 PM 0 comments   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eung Geub Shil (Emergency Room) &lt;br /&gt;Eung Geub Shil (Emergency Room)&lt;br /&gt;By : Izi&lt;br /&gt;OST &gt; Sassy Girl Chun Hyang &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HooWeh Hago IssuhYo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oori TatoDuhn GeuNal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KwaeNahn ChaJomShim DdehMooNeh&lt;br /&gt;KeunNehJago MaReul HaeBuhRinGuhYah&lt;br /&gt;KeumBang BolJool Arrassuh&lt;br /&gt;Nal ChadGil BarehSsuh&lt;br /&gt;HuhNa MyuhChiree JiNado&lt;br /&gt;AhmooSoShik JoCha UhbSuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HangSangNehGeh NuhMoo JalHaeJwoSuh&lt;br /&gt;SwibGeh SengGaKaeNaBwa&lt;br /&gt;EeJehn Arra Neh GoJibDdehMoonEh&lt;br /&gt;HimDeulUhdDuhn NuhReul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ee BaboYa JinJja AhNiYa&lt;br /&gt;AhJikdo NaReul GeuRuhKeh Molla&lt;br /&gt;NuhReul GaJin Sarang NaPakkeh UhmNeunDeh&lt;br /&gt;JehBal NaReul DduhNaKaJiMa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UhnJehRado Neh PyuNeeDwehJooNuh&lt;br /&gt;GoMaOonJool MoReuGo&lt;br /&gt;ChuhRubShiNa MuhtDaeRo HanGuhn&lt;br /&gt;YongSuhHalSooUhmNee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ee BaboYa JinJja AhNiya&lt;br /&gt;AhJikdo NaReul GeuRuhKeh Molla&lt;br /&gt;Nuh Reul GaJin Sarang Na Pakkeh UhmNeunDeh&lt;br /&gt;JehBal Na Reul DduhNaKaJiMa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuh HaNaMan SarangHaNeunDeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EeDehRo NaReul DooGo Kajima&lt;br /&gt;Na Reul BuhRiJima GeuNyang Ggok AhnNaJwo&lt;br /&gt;Dashi Sarang HaGeh DoRaWa&lt;br /&gt;Go to Top of Page&lt;br /&gt;posted by sasuke at 5:00 PM 0 comments   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi An Hae Ya Ha Neun Geo Ni &lt;br /&gt;Mi An Hae Ya Ha Neun Geo Ni&lt;br /&gt;By : As One&lt;br /&gt;OST &gt; Sassy Girl Chun Hyang &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi an han geo ni mi an hae ya ha neun geo ni neol sa rang ha ge dwae beo rin geo&lt;br /&gt;nae sa rang ee neol manh hi him deul ge han da neun geol al myeon seo do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a jik do bo nae ji do mot ha go itt seo i reon nal i hae han da myeon&lt;br /&gt;jo geum man na deo un da go hae do na yong seo hae jam shi man deo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*a ni ra go an dwen da go nae nun eul ga ryeo do neo neun itt seot go&lt;br /&gt;ham ke hae seo~ a pa ha myeo sal ra do geu geot man neu ro haeng bok haet seo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nae du gwi reul da mak ga deud ji anh ha do eon je na nae ge mal reul haet go&lt;br /&gt;ji wo ji ji anh neun da myeon i jen jeong mal sa rang ha go ship peo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*a ni ra go an dwen da go nae nun eul ga ryeo do neo neun itt seot go&lt;br /&gt;ham ke hae seo~ a pa ha myeo sal ra do geu geot man neu ro haeng bok haet seo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*a ni ra go an dwen da go nae nun eul ga ryeo do neo neun itt seot go&lt;br /&gt;ham ke hae seo~ a pa ha myeo sal ra do geu geot man neu ro haeng bok haet seo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he~ ye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*a ni ra go an dwen da go nae nun eul ga ryeo do neo neun itt seot go&lt;br /&gt;ham ke hae seo~ a pa ha myeo sal ra do geu geot man neu ro haeng bok haet seo&lt;br /&gt;Go to Top of Page&lt;br /&gt;Herlyana&lt;br /&gt;^Loyal Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1380 Posts &lt;br /&gt;Posted - 27 Aug 2005 : 10:23:08 Show Profile Send Herlyana a Private Message&lt;br /&gt;posted by sasuke at 4:58 PM 0 comments   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neol Sarang Ha Ges Suh &lt;br /&gt;Neol Sarang Ha Ges Suh&lt;br /&gt;Zoo&lt;br /&gt;OST &gt; Sassy Girl Chun Hyang &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neol saranghagesseo eonje kachina&lt;br /&gt;Neol saranghagesseo chikeum I sungan chorom&lt;br /&gt;I sesang ke nugu poda neol saranghagesseo&lt;br /&gt;Iryeoun aegiro noui hogishimeul chageuk halsudo isso&lt;br /&gt;Keu heungak yuhuiro I pameul ponael sudo isso&lt;br /&gt;Hachiman naui maeumeul ijeneun arajwosseumyon hae&lt;br /&gt;I sesang keu nugu poda neol saranghagesseo&lt;br /&gt;Neol saranghagesso onje kkachina&lt;br /&gt;Neol saranghagesso chikeum I sungan chorom&lt;br /&gt;I sesange nugu poda neol saranghagesseo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my lips to touch your warm&lt;br /&gt;lips until my love reaches your heart.&lt;br /&gt;If you still don't know my heart,&lt;br /&gt;know that I will love you more&lt;br /&gt;than anyone in this world.&lt;br /&gt;I will love you forever.&lt;br /&gt;I will love you just as I do now.&lt;br /&gt;More than anyone else in this world,&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neol saranghagesseo ?dong mul won&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nae tteugeeoun ipsuli noui pudeureoun ipsule tahgil wonhae&lt;br /&gt;nae sarangi noui kaseume cheonhae chitorok&lt;br /&gt;ajikdo noui maeumeul moreugo isseoss tamyo neun&lt;br /&gt;I sesang keu nugu poda neol saranghagesso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neol saranghahagesseo onje kachina&lt;br /&gt;neol saranghagesso chikeum I sungan chorom&lt;br /&gt;I sesang ke nugu posa neol saranghagesseo&lt;br /&gt;Iryeoun aekido noui hogi shimeul chagukhal sudo isso&lt;br /&gt;keu heunhan yuhuiro I pameul ponal sudo isso&lt;br /&gt;hachiman naui maeumeul ijeneun ara chwosseumyon hae&lt;br /&gt;I sesang keu nugu poda neol saranghagesseo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neol saranghahagesseo onje kachina&lt;br /&gt;neol saranghagesso chikeum I sungan chorom&lt;br /&gt;I sesang ke nugu posa neol saranghagesseo&lt;br /&gt;posted by sasuke at 4:57 PM 0 comments   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi Keu Taen &lt;br /&gt;Imi Keu Taen&lt;br /&gt;Park Yong Suk&lt;br /&gt;OST &gt; Sassy Girl Chun Hyang &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ajik seotun saenggakgwa noye keu pyujeongeun...&lt;br /&gt;Majikmak ingeos chorom poyeo..&lt;br /&gt;Neomu pulanhandeus nareul china chyeossteon..&lt;br /&gt;Keu manhassteon shikan cheogi peoryeoduji..&lt;br /&gt;Noye polhaenghan witaeropteon sonjis...&lt;br /&gt;Tashi tto hanbeon nareul neomu himteulgemanhae..&lt;br /&gt;Kadaryeo pochiman.. imi china peorin yaksok..&lt;br /&gt;Taeron moduengeol cheulkinaeun dues puteohae..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aju oraess tongan naege malhaessji..&lt;br /&gt;Hwanandeus cheol moreun kkomagat taga..&lt;br /&gt;Tagaol naeil tto moseun iri olkka...&lt;br /&gt;Pulanhae chamdeun nae moseup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ije keumanhae.. naege malhae..&lt;br /&gt;(1 baris is missing)&lt;br /&gt;Hwaga nan naeil keu shikani omyeon..&lt;br /&gt;Chichyeossteon nareul wirohae churyeom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moui tchalpaeuen saenggakgwa noui keu pyojeongeun...&lt;br /&gt;Ije teo isang opsdeus peoryeo..&lt;br /&gt;Chom teo sanggakhae pwa .. china wassteon ildeul..&lt;br /&gt;Keu manhessteon shikan poeryeo tuji malgo..&lt;br /&gt;Noui pulhaenghan witae ropteon sonjis..&lt;br /&gt;Tashi tto hanboen nareul noemu himteulge manhae..&lt;br /&gt;Tagaryeo pochiman imi china peorin yaksok..&lt;br /&gt;Ttaeron modeungeol cheul kineun tues puteohae..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noye pulhaenghan witae ropteon sonjis..&lt;br /&gt;Tashi tto hanboen nareul noemu himteulge manhae..&lt;br /&gt;Tagaryeo pochiman imi china peorin yaksok..&lt;br /&gt;Ttaeron modeungeol cheul kineun dues buteohae..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noui pulhaenghan witae ropteon sonjis..&lt;br /&gt;Tashi tto hanboen nareul noemu himteulge manhae..&lt;br /&gt;Tagaryeo pochiman imi china peorin yaksok..&lt;br /&gt;Ttaeron modeungeol cheul kineun dues buteohae..&lt;br /&gt;posted by sasuke at 4:55 PM 0 comments   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ja yoo ro wa II (kwae girl choon hyang ver.) - Jiny &lt;br /&gt;ja yoo ro wa II (kwae girl choon hyang ver.) - &lt;br /&gt;Jiny&lt;br /&gt;OST &gt; Sassy Girl Chun Hyang &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mueoseul seontaeghateon keureon nae maeumiya&lt;br /&gt;Sorireul chilreodaeteon malteon&lt;br /&gt;Eoneu nuguegedo sog halsuneun eopso chanha&lt;br /&gt;Tan hanaui keudae nikka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cha ije oechyeo pwayo&lt;br /&gt;Nan nan nan nan chayurowa&lt;br /&gt;Nae saenggak nae haengdong keu modeun keosi&lt;br /&gt;hey hey hey hey hey wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meorago nal sogiteon twieseo nal yokhateon&lt;br /&gt;keunyang shingyeongsseu chimayo&lt;br /&gt;modeun saram teurege injeong pateul sun opso&lt;br /&gt;keunyang mushihae peoryeo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keuroigo oechyeo pwayo&lt;br /&gt;Nan nan nan nan chayurowa&lt;br /&gt;Nae saenggak nae haengdong keu modeun keosi&lt;br /&gt;hey hey hey hey hey wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mworago hachima&lt;br /&gt;kidaedo hachima&lt;br /&gt;apeurodo naneun idaeroga choha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nan nan nan nan&lt;br /&gt;Nan nan nan nan&lt;br /&gt;Nan nan nan nan chayurowa&lt;br /&gt;Nae saenggak nae haengdong keu modeun keosi&lt;br /&gt;hey hey hey hey hey wow&lt;br /&gt;posted by sasuke at 4:29 PM 0 comments   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, October 24, 2005&lt;br /&gt;OST SASSY GIRL CHUN HYANG &lt;br /&gt;OST SASSY GIRL CHUN HYANG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagu-lagu yang jadi soundtrack sassy girl chun hyang :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Intro&lt;br /&gt;02. haeng bok ha gil ba rae - Lim Hyung Joo&lt;br /&gt;03. ja yoo ro wa II (kwae girl choon hyang ver.) - Jiny&lt;br /&gt;04. eung geub shil - Izi&lt;br /&gt;05. mi ahn hae ya ha neun guh ni - As One&lt;br /&gt;06. sarang hae yo - Kim Hyung Sup&lt;br /&gt;07. Queen - Park Yong Suk&lt;br /&gt;08. ee mi geu daen - Izi&lt;br /&gt;09. Bud - Bud&lt;br /&gt;10. geu sok eh suh - Shin Dong Woo&lt;br /&gt;additional song - credits: daramji*&lt;br /&gt;Zoo - nul sarang ha get suh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-113671881887504340?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/113671881887504340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=113671881887504340' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113671881887504340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113671881887504340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2006/01/current-favourite-tv-series-you-should.html' title='current favourite tv series ,...you should watch it too,...'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113569354820657621</id><published>2005-12-27T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T22:25:48.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye!!! - this word i hear from the tv program as i think wat to put into tis slot</title><content type='html'>darling's in signaller camp in stagmont,....^_^ bless my dar!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out that i s*ck in playing hand guessing games,... even sissors paper stone,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;narnia,..is not a very good show,...rather lame and should be rated as K for kids entertainment....the only part i like is the wardrobe,..i want one of that too,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day by day,..went pass,...drawing near to going for my four months sail,...O_O!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things tat i must get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- pillow,..&lt;br /&gt;- blankee&lt;br /&gt;- more photos,.&lt;br /&gt;- bolster&lt;br /&gt;- diary&lt;br /&gt;- my digi&lt;br /&gt;- my mp3&lt;br /&gt;- money for okaleys&lt;br /&gt;- new milk powder&lt;br /&gt;- one annoying alarm clock&lt;br /&gt;- a spare un-demoralised heart &lt;br /&gt;- a bag of ZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just imagine the day i sail back home,ship is alongside,..me,..taking the mrt ,.after not taking it for four months,..tapping the ezlink card,..walking back home,...taking out my key,..tada,..saw everything the same as it was,..why do i sound as if i am going for years,......hahahahhahahahahhhahahahahha,..^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chey,..only four months onli ma,...!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still haven found any hobbies yet,...with the capacity of patience i owned,..it is not something to be alarmed about,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe,..my hobby is simply to find out wat my hobby is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGREE TO DISAGREE is very important for humans to be happy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sleepy,...good night all,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls give me a sweet sweet dream,..don ask me to slp tight,..i might suffocate,....thanks,...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-113569354820657621?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/113569354820657621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=113569354820657621' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113569354820657621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113569354820657621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/12/bye-this-word-i-hear-from-tv-program.html' title='bye!!! - this word i hear from the tv program as i think wat to put into tis slot'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113491276887674575</id><published>2005-12-18T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T21:32:48.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>songs</title><content type='html'>When i was just a little girl&lt;br /&gt;I wanted the world at my feet&lt;br /&gt;Now all that's changed&lt;br /&gt;'cause i have love&lt;br /&gt;And now i do can see&lt;br /&gt;You're all i need to get by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the sweet morning dew&lt;br /&gt;I took one look at you&lt;br /&gt;And it was plain to see&lt;br /&gt;You were my destiny&lt;br /&gt;With arms open wide&lt;br /&gt;I threw away my pride&lt;br /&gt;I'll sacrifice for you&lt;br /&gt;Dedicate my life to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go, where you lead&lt;br /&gt;Always there in time of need&lt;br /&gt;And when you lose your will&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there to push you up the hill&lt;br /&gt;There's no, no looking back for us&lt;br /&gt;We've got love&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough&lt;br /&gt;That's enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all i need to get by&lt;br /&gt;All, you're all i need to get by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like an mother protects his nest&lt;br /&gt;For you i'll do my best&lt;br /&gt;Stand by you like a tree&lt;br /&gt;Dare anybody to try to move me&lt;br /&gt;Darling in you i found&lt;br /&gt;Strength where i was torn down&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what's in store&lt;br /&gt;But together we can open any door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to do what's good for you&lt;br /&gt;And inspire you a little higher&lt;br /&gt;I know you can make a woman&lt;br /&gt;Out of a soul that didn't have a goal&lt;br /&gt;'cause we, we got the right foundation&lt;br /&gt;And with love and determination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all i want to strive for and do a little more&lt;br /&gt;All, all the joys under the sun wrapped up into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all i need to get by&lt;br /&gt;All, you're all i need to get by &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Archuleta is great,...!!!&lt;br /&gt;"who's loving you,......" hear him sing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113490946022410684</id><published>2005-12-18T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T20:37:41.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy thoughts makes me happy all day long!!!!</title><content type='html'>^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i just day dream too much,...but its,....HAPPY DAYO,...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for sofa to come come come,..^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i just smile like tat,...its too ,..... magical,...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat should i do neh,..??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess if i never start,..i'll never know wat i like,....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god,...i'm too happy,..its a sin,...^_^ hehehee,..&lt;br /&gt;somebody scold me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th dec 2005 ,.... is a sweet sweet night,..&lt;br /&gt;so is 18th dec 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a couple of other days,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but everday,...is a sweet sweet day,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sh*t doc say i don have to take my wisdom tooth,.....well,..can't they see from the x-rays tat it is bending to the side,...his poor neighbour is going to be very dirty as mr toothbrush can't reach him,...idiots,...wat r e docs doing,...!!!!???? can't they see i am having such sweet days tat will cause toothache,..?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am waiting for sms,.....^_^ hahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for christmas,....and newyear,..after tat ,..will be sad,..very sad,..but,..after tat will be happy again,..very happy,....rollar coaster,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such happiness i can't simply keep my extra extra big mouth shut,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its,.....&lt;br /&gt;#%^*(#^(@*#)$%(*)$^(@*#$(*%)(#*$%(@)#($*%(#@$)(%*)#$(*^)$(%*!)(#!*$%)#@(*%)(@#*$)%(@#*$)%(*@#)$(%*)($*%)@(#$*%)(*#@%)(!&amp;^_$)(^!()*&amp;^(0@#$0965&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can see,..it is pure pure purepurepurepurest joy,..words can't,..no,..never describe,..so,...symbols,...&lt;br /&gt;for better understanding,...see when you r most happy,...if you could measure to find the most,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very sleepy,...but,....hahhahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm blogging for christsake,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god bless you,..&lt;br /&gt;how,...?!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;its sunday,....and i am tired...had "little" sleep from duty yesterday,...have sailing plus duty tomorrow,..but i'm too happy,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up and up in the clouds,....can you see me floating,..&lt;br /&gt;my heart is slightly above its original position,..and its filled with helium,...lucky i'm not speaking,...else,..i sound like cartoon,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some girl msn my bird nest hair bro,...blog next time,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME,.....LETS SHARE,..I'VE GOT TOO MUCH HAPPINESS TO SPARE,...!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-113490946022410684?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/113490946022410684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=113490946022410684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113490946022410684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113490946022410684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-thoughts-makes-me-happy-all-day.html' title='happy thoughts makes me happy all day long!!!!'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113457489497280293</id><published>2005-12-14T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T23:41:35.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waste my time,....</title><content type='html'>went shopping and couldn't find the dress tat i wan,...well,..there is and its over 200 bucks,...i squeeze out four dresses from tat amount,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna try my luck tomorrow again,.... @ P(#$*%%@P(*#($&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went looking for shan,..tat crazy ger is still as mad as ever,..toopid yu din reply my sms,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro is crazy wif his wife,...&lt;br /&gt;and his hair is like a bird's nest,..only tat its not make from his saliva,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the downloading is sooooo sloowwwwww!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to scroll so low so he couldn't see my evil doings,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79%,..so slow,...sia,....&lt;br /&gt;ping pong,.......gonna see the ping pong....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml still need to "work"&lt;br /&gt;,...&lt;br /&gt;ya ya,..tml gonna spent some $$....&lt;br /&gt;today is ,...... a happy day o,....&lt;br /&gt;still at 79%,...i think i ican take a shower and it is still not completed,..&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for the new year,.....&lt;br /&gt;new sofa,..new coffeetable,...&lt;br /&gt;i can see ppl dancing in front of me,....&lt;br /&gt;waltz is nice,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"japanese ladies inherit their breasts from their fathers,..." - by some stage comedian,..its insulting but,..funny,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating sprouts create the most pungent smell,...up next is eggs,..den beans,..last is fizzy drinks,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eggs create silent but powerful smell,..&lt;br /&gt;okay,...we are at 80%,..how nice!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept repeating the songs tat i like,...din get a chance to listen to other songs,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i am sitting here typing as i am waiting for the toppid thing to download,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week guess can only jog so much,..&lt;br /&gt;i love this friday,...^_^ &lt;br /&gt;i love my current phone,..."you can throw it on the floor,..drop into water,..and still function as new" - sis (cousin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been blogging like over a year,..or two,..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this new song,..&lt;br /&gt;81%,...#$)&amp;%(#@$(%&lt;br /&gt;singapore ppl have got the worst life style,....&lt;br /&gt;can't we have only  a four day work week,..minus off tuesdays,..i never liked tuesdays,...they always seem so long,...dragging the whole week,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,..i have no patience,..i stopped the downloading,......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love elmo,...especially the tickle--me--elmo,..and he goes,...hia hia hia hia hiahahahhaa,......and went into vibrates giggily,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you seen wat the primary school kids are learning,...those words,..i don even know how to pronooouce,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dislike moving my butt to let ppl seating inside to alight,..why don they just make a door next to their seat ,...so the seat can automatically throw them out when the bus stopped,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to floss my teeth,...diamaru's in a bad state,..how i miss the place,..with yvette,..adding joel,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quicksand into my past,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why????????? sometimes,..there is just no why,.....or there is,..???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for aunt to stay,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still thinking,....all the time,.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a dream,...in the dream,..my mum pass away,..."touch wood" "choi" okay back to the topic,...my mum return and had some dinner or lunch with the whole female power,..consist of my aunts and me,..and we chatted on how she is and how we are doing,..i looked at my "pass on mum",..felt very sad,though we were chatting very happily...den i woke up to go to the toliet,..in an hour i have to wake up to work,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an hour later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up,..feeling tat i haven slept at all...and was lunching,..&lt;br /&gt;curse and swear,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet dreams all,.....wan an,...ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-113457489497280293?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/113457489497280293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=113457489497280293' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113457489497280293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113457489497280293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/12/waste-my-time.html' title='waste my time,....'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113418118037332975</id><published>2005-12-10T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T10:19:40.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wahahahahhahahahahhahhahahhahahahhahahahahahhahahahaha</title><content type='html'>^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy ,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got one wisdom tooth to pluck,....two ,..pending,....hahhahahahahaha,.....i can't wait,..pluck out all of dem,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la ,...la la la la la la,..la la la la la la,..la la la la la la la,....&lt;br /&gt;la vie en rose,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt a dream,............^_^ its a good dream,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhahahahhahahaaha,....&lt;br /&gt;time,...don wait for tough times,....they just go ,.go ,..and go,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat should i do neh,...??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-113418118037332975?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/113418118037332975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=113418118037332975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113418118037332975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113418118037332975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/12/wahahahahhahahahahhahhahahhahahahhahah.html' title='wahahahahhahahahahhahhahahhahahahhahahahahahhahahahaha'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113405280499942921</id><published>2005-12-08T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T22:40:05.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat is your goal,..??</title><content type='html'>wat do you wan to achieve,..? your dreams,..? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea,......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wat is the job that i totally interested in,....my dream job,...totally clueless,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,..i don even have a hobby,....jogging,..swimming,..tv,...nah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"think think thinkthinkthink"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-113405280499942921?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/113405280499942921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=113405280499942921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113405280499942921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113405280499942921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/12/wat-is-your-goal.html' title='wat is your goal,..??'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113358350254364614</id><published>2005-12-03T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T12:18:22.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>藉口 &lt;br /&gt;翻着我们的照片 想念若隐若现 &lt;br /&gt;去年的冬天 我们笑得很甜 &lt;br /&gt;看着你哭泣的脸 对着我说再见 &lt;br /&gt;来不及听见 你已走得很远 &lt;br /&gt;也许你已经放弃我 也许已经很难回头 &lt;br /&gt;我知道自己错过 请再给我一个理由 &lt;br /&gt;说你不爱我 就算是我不懂 能不能原谅我 &lt;br /&gt;请不要把分手当作你的请求 &lt;br /&gt;我知道坚持要走是你受伤的藉口 &lt;br /&gt;请你回头 我会陪你一直走到最后 &lt;br /&gt;就算没有结果 我也能够随 &lt;br /&gt;我知道你的痛 是我给的承诺 &lt;br /&gt;你说给过我纵容 沉默是因为包容 &lt;br /&gt;如果要走 请你记得我 如果难过 请你忘了我&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-113358350254364614?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/113358350254364614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=113358350254364614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113358350254364614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113358350254364614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113344024224480932</id><published>2005-12-01T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T00:42:46.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i simply day dream too much,......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total tis week,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i must get tis month,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another mp3&lt;br /&gt;2GB thingy,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i must get before i was gone,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dual joystick  (settled)&lt;br /&gt;pen&lt;br /&gt;figure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i must get when i came back alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transistion &lt;br /&gt;okaley &lt;-- did i get tat right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had another dream,....dubai sell cheapest okaley,....hahhahahahahahhahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-113344024224480932?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/113344024224480932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=113344024224480932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113344024224480932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113344024224480932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-simply-day-dream-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113343960303248974</id><published>2005-12-01T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T20:20:03.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i got hooked</title><content type='html'>never knew its such beautiful song till now,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano &lt;br /&gt;白键是那一年海的沙滩 浪花的缱绻 黑键是和你多日不见&lt;br /&gt;弹指间 海岸线 你的泪 我的眼 模糊天边&lt;br /&gt;每个人心中都有架钢琴 尘封在回忆 任凭我只是你的插曲&lt;br /&gt;时间偶尔提起 钢琴偶尔哭泣 那些凌乱片段&lt;br /&gt;如果爱还能再重来 我期待澎湃永远在&lt;br /&gt;oh~~每次琴盖打开 便有歌来自大海&lt;br /&gt;如果爱我已不存在 我希望有一段精采 让回忆有所感慨&lt;br /&gt;白键是现在我爱到昨天成全你改变 黑键是原谅我的原谅&lt;br /&gt;好想再弹一遍 手指却只听见 你的抱歉 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很想你 &lt;br /&gt;你在哪里?这些年来如意不如意 ??&lt;br /&gt;还快乐?还单纯?还美丽 ??&lt;br /&gt;时光如何对你 ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在这里人海中的一座岛屿&lt;br /&gt;很平静风平浪静&lt;br /&gt;只除了深夜里回忆会疯狂来袭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很想你你知道吗&lt;br /&gt;如果可以就让我再见你&lt;br /&gt;美好微笑清澈眼睛&lt;br /&gt;好确定那持离只毁了我一个而已&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很想你听见了吗? Woo~&lt;br /&gt;这是唯一我无解的困境&lt;br /&gt;那些过去不肯过去&lt;br /&gt;不管我后来遇见多少人&lt;br /&gt;只能叹息&lt;br /&gt;都不是你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只想爱你&lt;br /&gt;我在哪里?你会不会偶尔好奇 ??&lt;br /&gt;有没有曾经怀疑 ??&lt;br /&gt;我说我会忘记只是种好意&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-113343960303248974?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/113343960303248974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=113343960303248974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113343960303248974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113343960303248974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-got-hooked.html' title='i got hooked'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113293689787936780</id><published>2005-11-26T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T00:41:37.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5 ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zathura,..did i get tat right,...anyway is a great movie,..much better and totally different from jumanji,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its high time i made some changes and do something about it,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The harness for a horse, including the bridle and saddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepy,....goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-113293689787936780?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/113293689787936780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=113293689787936780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113293689787936780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113293689787936780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/11/5-zathura.html' title=''/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113249858160741856</id><published>2005-11-20T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T22:56:26.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moi baby dreams,.....just one ,..one</title><content type='html'>how i wish to be able to have the ability to remember since like a nine-month baby,..so i can see how my mom's womb would look like,....probably see the light from my mom's stomach and the knife tat open my door to the world,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,.so many things was cramped up tat you don't know where to start,..cos everyone of them is so good,...and you wan everything included,...talk about the hand and the small neck bottle with candies inside,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,....we have ,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;,....fly,...multiply,..command,...sharp eyes,...see ppl's mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;others that r rather practical include,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting rich,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current profits,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreams forsee future,...big stomach,..let ppl stand above their head,..create misunderstandings,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hard to imagine,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need something different,............really different,.......think think think think think think think think,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music,...&lt;br /&gt;body language,..&lt;br /&gt;feelings,.&lt;br /&gt;brain over body,..vice versa,..&lt;br /&gt;magic,,..????????????&lt;br /&gt;reality but magical,..??????&lt;br /&gt;ppl meeting,....connection,..&lt;br /&gt;talk about the smell,..&lt;br /&gt;current homo relationships,..&lt;br /&gt;evolution&lt;br /&gt;most and least affected areas,.&lt;br /&gt;the aim,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sleepy,.....wan an,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-113249858160741856?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/113249858160741856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=113249858160741856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113249858160741856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113249858160741856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/11/moi-baby-dreamsjust-one-one.html' title='moi baby dreams,.....just one ,..one'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113227203648872881</id><published>2005-11-18T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T08:00:36.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>le vie en rose</title><content type='html'>par Edith Piaf&lt;br /&gt;Des yeux qui font baisser les miens&lt;br /&gt;Un rir' qui se perd sur sa bouch'&lt;br /&gt;Voilà le portrait sans retouche&lt;br /&gt;De l'homme auquel j'appartiens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quand il me prend dans ses bras&lt;br /&gt;Il me parle tout bas&lt;br /&gt;Je vois la vie en rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il me dit des mots d'amour&lt;br /&gt;Des mots de tous le jours&lt;br /&gt;Et ça m'fait quelque chose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il est entré dans mon coeur&lt;br /&gt;Une part de bonheur&lt;br /&gt;Dont je connais la cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est lui pour moi&lt;br /&gt;Moi pour lui dans la vie&lt;br /&gt;Il me l'a dit l'a juré pour la vie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et dès que je l'aperçois&lt;br /&gt;Alors je sens en moi &lt;br /&gt;Mon coeur qui bat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Des nuits d'amour à en mourir&lt;br /&gt;Un grand bonheur qui prend sa place&lt;br /&gt;Les ennuis, les chagrins s'effacent&lt;br /&gt;Heureux, heureux pour mon plaisir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; English version by singer/songwriter Bob Brozman, (steel guitar virtuoso, bluesman, and very funny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you take me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Honey, and you speak so soft and low&lt;br /&gt;I see my life in shades of rose.&lt;br /&gt;And you tell me words of love, &lt;br /&gt;Words of all our days&lt;br /&gt;Mama, it does so many things for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it in my heart&lt;br /&gt;A little piece of happiness &lt;br /&gt;And honey I know the reason why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's you for me and me for you for all of our days,&lt;br /&gt;You told me you swore yourself to me for always....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I see you, my love&lt;br /&gt;Right now I feel in me &lt;br /&gt;The rhythm of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; English version by ?, sung by Edith Piaf and Louis Armstrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close and hold me fast&lt;br /&gt;The magic spell you cast&lt;br /&gt;This is la Vie en Rose&lt;br /&gt;When you kiss me heaven sighs&lt;br /&gt;And though I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see la Vie en Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you press me to your heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a world apart,&lt;br /&gt;A world where roses bloom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you speak, angels sing from above&lt;br /&gt;Everyday words seem to turn into love songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give your heart and soul to me&lt;br /&gt;And life will always be&lt;br /&gt;La Vie en Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that love was just a word&lt;br /&gt;They sang about in songs I heard&lt;br /&gt;It took your kisses to reveal&lt;br /&gt;That I was wrong and love is real&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-113227203648872881?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/113227203648872881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=113227203648872881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113227203648872881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113227203648872881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/11/le-vie-en-rose.html' title='le vie en rose'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113171490402051422</id><published>2005-11-11T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T21:24:10.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^</title><content type='html'>"eh you know on our sail to gulf,...we get tons of nutella for ration. Chocolates and bottles of nutella till you r sick of it ah,..!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoughts :  "wa,...so good,...don't worry,..i won get sick of it,....fat probably,...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat a dream sia,...i dreamt of nutella,.....nutella for ration,...Fat Hope,..&lt;br /&gt;now you know how this phase come from,.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROLY POLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Fred Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roly Poly, eatin' corn and taters&lt;br /&gt;Hungry every minute of the day&lt;br /&gt;Roly Poly, gnawin' on a biscuit&lt;br /&gt;Long as he can chew it it's ok&lt;br /&gt;He can eat an apple pie&lt;br /&gt;And never even bat an eye&lt;br /&gt;He likes everything from soup to hay&lt;br /&gt;Roly Poly, daddy's little fatty&lt;br /&gt;Bet he's gonna be a man someday *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roly Poly, scrambled eggs for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;Bread and jelly 20 times a day&lt;br /&gt;Roly Poly eats a hearty dinner&lt;br /&gt;It takes lots of strength to run and play&lt;br /&gt;Pulls up weeds and does the chores&lt;br /&gt;Runs both ways to all the stores&lt;br /&gt;He works up an appetite that way&lt;br /&gt;Roly Poly, daddy's little fatty&lt;br /&gt;Bet he's gonna be a man someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just just just too lucky ain't i ,....!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!guess i had stolen all the luck that is meant for the future&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-113171490402051422?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/113171490402051422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=113171490402051422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113171490402051422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113171490402051422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title='^_^'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113115787253294168</id><published>2005-11-05T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T10:31:12.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great songs</title><content type='html'>MacArthur Park &lt;br /&gt;( Richard Harris )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring was never waiting for us, girl&lt;br /&gt;It ran one step ahead&lt;br /&gt;As we followed in the dance&lt;br /&gt;Between the parted pages and were pressed&lt;br /&gt;In love's hot, fevered iron&lt;br /&gt;Like a striped pair of pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MacArthur Park is melting in the dark&lt;br /&gt;All the sweet, green icing flowing down&lt;br /&gt;Someone left the cake out in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I can take it&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it took so long to bake it&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never have that recipe again&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall the yellow cotton dress&lt;br /&gt;Foaming like a wave&lt;br /&gt;On the ground around your knees&lt;br /&gt;The birds, like tender babies in your hands&lt;br /&gt;And the old men playing checkers by the trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MacArthur Park is melting in the dark&lt;br /&gt;All the sweet, green icing flowing down&lt;br /&gt;Someone left the cake out in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I can take it&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it took so long to bake it&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never have that recipe again&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[break]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be another song for me&lt;br /&gt;For I will sing it&lt;br /&gt;There will be another dream for me&lt;br /&gt;Someone will bring it&lt;br /&gt;I will drink the wine while it is warm&lt;br /&gt;And never let you catch me looking at the sun&lt;br /&gt;And after all the loves of my life&lt;br /&gt;After all the loves of my life&lt;br /&gt;You'll still be the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take my life into my hands and I will use it&lt;br /&gt;I will win the worship in their eyes and I will lose it&lt;br /&gt;I will have the things that I desire&lt;br /&gt;And my passion flow like rivers through the sky&lt;br /&gt;And after all the loves of my life&lt;br /&gt;After all the loves of my life&lt;br /&gt;I'll be thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;And wondering why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[extended break]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MacArthur Park is melting in the dark&lt;br /&gt;All the sweet, green icing flowing down&lt;br /&gt;Someone left the cake out in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I can take it&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it took so long to bake it&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never have that recipe again&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no&lt;br /&gt;No, no&lt;br /&gt;Oh no!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying &lt;br /&gt;Roy Orbison &lt;br /&gt;Roy:     I was all right for a while &lt;br /&gt;            I could smile for a while &lt;br /&gt;KD:      But I saw you last night &lt;br /&gt;            You held my hand so tight &lt;br /&gt;            When you stopped to say hello &lt;br /&gt;Roy:    You wished me well &lt;br /&gt;           You couldn't tell that &lt;br /&gt;           I've been crying over you, &lt;br /&gt;           crying over you And you said "So long" Left me &lt;br /&gt;standing all alone, alone and crying, crying, crying, crying &lt;br /&gt;It's hard to understand &lt;br /&gt;But the touch of your hand can start me crying &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I was over you But it's true, so true &lt;br /&gt;I love you even more than I did before &lt;br /&gt;But darling, what can I do? &lt;br /&gt;For you don't love me &lt;br /&gt;And I'll always be crying over you, crying over you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roy:    Yes now you're gone &lt;br /&gt;Both:   And from this moment on, I'll be crying, crying, crying, crying &lt;br /&gt;            Yeah, crying, crying over you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-113115787253294168?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/113115787253294168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=113115787253294168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113115787253294168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113115787253294168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/11/great-songs.html' title='great songs'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-113059038034734986</id><published>2005-10-29T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T20:53:00.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>^_^ hahahhahahahahahahahhahahahahahhahahahahahha,.......... .... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm jus so lazy,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL LOL LOL ,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;row row row your boat gently down the stream,...ehh,...wat comes next,..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrates,...rae's a mother,.....(wat e *********,...din tell me about the good news till i ask her,...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,...............^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRINK MILK,..  ^o^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-113059038034734986?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/113059038034734986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=113059038034734986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113059038034734986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/113059038034734986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/10/hahahhahahahahahahahhahahahahahhahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-112982141130007253</id><published>2005-10-20T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T23:16:51.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so happy (frankie lymon)</title><content type='html'>i'm so happy just as happy as can be,...&lt;br /&gt;,..lalalallala,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes,..i'm really happy,..though i know the sad is coming,...for now,..i'm just just soooo happy,....over the moon,.. into space and get sucked into the black hole,.you still can hear my laughter,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to do more training la,....^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-112982141130007253?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/112982141130007253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=112982141130007253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112982141130007253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112982141130007253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-so-happy-frankie-lymon.html' title='i&apos;m so happy (frankie lymon)'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-112929974580515639</id><published>2005-10-14T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T22:22:25.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^</title><content type='html'>haha,..no la,...my back is breaking,...and i've got blue black all over my legs,...as usual,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally..weekend,...free,...^_^  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jogging jogging,..here i come,......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-112929974580515639?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/112929974580515639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=112929974580515639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112929974580515639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112929974580515639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_14.html' title='^_^'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-112912537455666615</id><published>2005-10-12T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T21:59:09.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>,.........</title><content type='html'>stole from kevin,.....me also wanna note down my batch guys' name,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin (moi aries fren,...same frequency with me most of the time,...)&lt;br /&gt;raymond yeo wen han   (an aloe vera drinker-giant always motivating ppl)&lt;br /&gt;huang min de, pooh bear  (always remembered as the fwd engine room rds)&lt;br /&gt;justin lee zhicai ( sooooo good in tracing system,.... )&lt;br /&gt;peh xin wei,..peh peh ( yes sergeant,..no sergeant,..i dunno sergeant)&lt;br /&gt;ed ng yuan xing, lao ban (high flyer,......)&lt;br /&gt;jean chua tian ai,....moi&lt;br /&gt;thomas fan zhi hao ( have to stuck wif him in 210 la)&lt;br /&gt;low tian jun, garfield (wat can i say,....he is GARFIELD)&lt;br /&gt;ong choon siong  (lao eh,...hahahhahhahaha,...very good advicer,..)&lt;br /&gt;fabian goh (quiet and reserved,..but talk quite loud,..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MCV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah bin hao  (the metal flesh guy)&lt;br /&gt;chen xing xiang  (another giant,......stuck in a small cute car,..)&lt;br /&gt;lee weilieh   (hahaha,....crapper,..who ran very well)&lt;br /&gt;ah wong  (always picking a fight wif serene)&lt;br /&gt;patrick li  ( another quiet one,....nice to chit chat with,..)&lt;br /&gt;kum jia wei   ( wat can i say,...haha,..tis guy,..funny la)&lt;br /&gt;desmond  (wa,..now in frieght gate,.....) &lt;br /&gt;er rong hua (mr er,....eat and never get fat,....i also wan la,..)&lt;br /&gt;tien kang   (mr tien kang,...the good talker,..)&lt;br /&gt;ang zhen jie, ah cek (another lao de,..another good advicer,.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PV and APV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(indenpendent block,..)&lt;br /&gt;k.k ohh aka,..B sao (my bmt buddy,,^_^ ,..power sia)&lt;br /&gt;samantha  (the good communicator who is very patriotic,..likes to "sew")&lt;br /&gt;serene  (my good advicer,..that always enlighten me,..)&lt;br /&gt;lyn,..jing ling  (my good fellow mate whom i grumble to,...)&lt;br /&gt;joanne,..aka,..A sao( a very regimental and healthy eating one,..whom i look upon,..)&lt;br /&gt;sze yen ..yen jie,..aka,..ah yen ah,..(wah,..tis is power,...my tok kok buddy,..fellow ims and too bad not da sao,..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes,..yes,...i have not been jogging for years,.i can hear my jogging shoes crying,...i have not swim for centuries......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must start my interest soon,.....very very soon,..&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to my leave ,...yvette,...lets go,...&lt;br /&gt;very ,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complains of the day,.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my back is going to break into three parts,...&lt;br /&gt;blue black all over,...................&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting a fever,....&lt;br /&gt;i am dying for a jog,...&lt;br /&gt;i hate my condition now,...&lt;br /&gt;my heart is weaker ,..resting heart beat should be more den usual,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must start using more of my brain cell now,.....&lt;br /&gt;i must start planning,....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-112912537455666615?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/112912537455666615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=112912537455666615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112912537455666615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112912537455666615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title=',.........'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-112843577173185425</id><published>2005-10-04T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T22:22:51.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no dream</title><content type='html'>have been sleeping like a pig,.....forgotten all my dreams and well,..don even know if i did dream,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surrounded by low moral ppl,.......... ......not fun,..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think,.....i am a robot,.....no,...doraemon,...no,...i wanna be doraemon and his sis's best friend,......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-112843577173185425?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/112843577173185425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=112843577173185425' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112843577173185425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112843577173185425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/10/no-dream.html' title='no dream'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-112800211511731882</id><published>2005-09-29T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T21:58:06.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first time snorkeling</title><content type='html'>tioman,....well,...frankly speaking,....issa,..boring,.&lt;br /&gt;wonder how the ppl there survive the bordness"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dar's in ocs,...bless him,....^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm totally in love with snorkeling,.....the turtle,..the corals,..the schools and schools of fishes,..the colors,.the sea urchins,...the mystery of the deep and far below and in front of me,..not forgetting,..floating floating in the sea,...constantly emptying the seawater that seep into my mask,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i look like a "sua ku",...yes yes..i am,..a big sua ku,.hahhahahahahaha,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saf ,..singapore acting force,....really,....REALLY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-112800211511731882?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/112800211511731882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=112800211511731882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112800211511731882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112800211511731882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/09/first-time-snorkeling.html' title='first time snorkeling'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-112619450207967643</id><published>2005-09-08T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T23:48:22.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tml will be waking up cursing n swearing,..</title><content type='html'>humans r e weakest n e most silly species on earth,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight everyone,....  ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must always learn to be contented and to appreciate wat i have,...but at the same time,...fulfill ya dreams,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds contradictiing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy,..happy,...very happy,.... r u able to say these words,..meant it,..? i doubt so,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i don even know how i am feeling,..happy,..? sad,..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kosong la,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy dreams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-112619450207967643?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/112619450207967643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=112619450207967643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112619450207967643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112619450207967643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/09/tml-will-be-waking-up-cursing-n.html' title='tml will be waking up cursing n swearing,..'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-112592880381543625</id><published>2005-09-05T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T22:00:05.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have you ever,....</title><content type='html'>ever had a bad dream so vivid that you woke up and can still remember it,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of ghost,...except that i didn't see one in the dream,..i just sense it,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setting: just moved to a new old flat,...master bedroom,....bed is facing the toliet,..the room is dim,...i have no idea if it is day or night time,...the toliet door is half opened,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat on the bed,...the tv is on,..somehow,..i am not watching the tv,..i was eyeing on the toliet door,...i just wanna leave the room,...but i don dare to leave my bed,...helpppp!!!!!,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of ghost so much that i think i can start writing my own ghostly series,..still the queen of all is sadako,..my ever crawling friend,..i should have change the tv set so she can crawl in and out easier,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be a sailing freak soon,...goodbye land,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-112592880381543625?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/112592880381543625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=112592880381543625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112592880381543625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112592880381543625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/09/have-you-ever.html' title='have you ever,....'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-112558523262121556</id><published>2005-09-01T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T22:34:20.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^</title><content type='html'>moi stamina is six feet under,......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time to have some changes la,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is up!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn,......wan an all,.....happy happy yo,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya,......to all teachers,...happy teacher's day,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-112558523262121556?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/112558523262121556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=112558523262121556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112558523262121556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112558523262121556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='^_^'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-112464080805564938</id><published>2005-08-22T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T00:13:28.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hoooooooo haaaaa,...</title><content type='html'>yes,...my stamina's like a piece of sh*t,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally tis day has come,..hahhahaahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for more tortures coming,..more sighs and more disappointments,..sh*t,..i still need to check the dictionary on how to spell d-i-s-a-p-p-o-i-n-t-m-e-n-t.//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disappointment&lt;br /&gt;disappointment&lt;br /&gt;disappointment&lt;br /&gt;disappointment&lt;br /&gt;disappointment&lt;br /&gt;disappointment&lt;br /&gt;disappointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to buy reader's digest,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cannot tahan la,.my bed is calling me,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-112464080805564938?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/112464080805564938/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-112445782313537745</id><published>2005-08-19T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T21:23:43.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yipee,..^_^</title><content type='html'>finally,..finish all taskbook assessment,....end of training,...hahahhahahahhahahahahahhaha,...oh god have i been waiting for tis day to come,...however,..the start of another horrible stage is gonna start,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my jogging routine is gonna start again,...i hope,..no,..its a must,...^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things on my left brain,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;borrow a book,..&lt;br /&gt;go see dentist for my smart tooth,..&lt;br /&gt;start sketching,..&lt;br /&gt;start planning&lt;br /&gt;yeah,..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-112445782313537745?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/112445782313537745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=112445782313537745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112445782313537745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112445782313537745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/08/yipee.html' title='yipee,..^_^'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-112412204722543969</id><published>2005-08-15T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T00:07:27.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brain dead,....</title><content type='html'>i have not been using my brain for the past year,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;derusting,..painting,...cleaning,...tracing,...my creative juices are on low low level alarm,...so are my language and speaking skills,...pardon me for my spelling and sinple vocab eroors,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am in need to have my own free time,..after i pass out,....finally the moments r coming,...the so call project i'm planning can soon occupy my entire brain capacity,...as long as the "interest' is still there,...i'm soon a vampire to be,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall look forward to my "long long" break,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really shouldn/t be blogging,...now i know why there r so many zombies onboard,...tml shall be my sleepy day,...i;m still myself,..but not myself,...how i hope to hibernate like e bears,...imagine humans hibernating,... for months,..you have to wait for your family to wake up and say,..hello,...few months din see u around,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my neck is breaking,..my back is breaking,..my knees are crying,..my brain is starving,..my fingers are swelling,..my eyes are closing,..my feet are suffocating,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more is coming up,...and yes i need a jog,..a long long long long jog,...why am i so lucky,..??  i need new dreams,...although i had a sweet one the last time,...hahahahahhahahhahahhahahahahhahahahhahahahahahahhahaha,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my piano is rotting,..my paint is drying,...my room needs some attention,..my body wans to swim a little,..i have a list to do,...but at the top,..is the ability to wake up without cursing,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to do,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snore&lt;br /&gt;put on my thinking cap&lt;br /&gt;paint my room,..&lt;br /&gt;unsuccessfully play a piece,..&lt;br /&gt;clean up my room,..&lt;br /&gt;swim &lt;br /&gt;jog&lt;br /&gt;read the first page of a book,..&lt;br /&gt;buy reader's digest&lt;br /&gt;buy a jogging companion&lt;br /&gt;go muar &lt;br /&gt;go ktv&lt;br /&gt;go jogging again,..&lt;br /&gt;do my project,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now,...hmmmm,.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-112412204722543969?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/112412204722543969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=112412204722543969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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today's technology,...lucky tat e ship will be even more crowded with my batch guys coming,..hahahhaha,...back to e "first two weeks ojt" c more friends onboard,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found a new route to jog,.....^_^ yeah,....!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must get myself a jogging companion,....to give me the rythmn,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss e swimming pool,.....i miss swimming laps and laps,...&lt;br /&gt;mum's going to learn swimming,...yeah,..can go swimming with her once she has can float,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past year,..it seems as though that i have no lived through at all,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a coffin to sleep in,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still scared of sadako,..always imagine her crawling around in the shaft alley,.....tat stick to the ground biatch,...one day i shall create my own sadako to fight with her,.... vs,...see who crawl faster,....turbocrawling,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; tong xin yuan is so draggy,......aiyo,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sweet song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up every mornin', &lt;br /&gt;I stumble out of bed &lt;br /&gt;Stretchin' and yawnin', &lt;br /&gt;another day ahead&lt;br /&gt;It seems to last forever, &lt;br /&gt;and time goes slowly by&lt;br /&gt;Till babe and me's together, &lt;br /&gt;then it starts to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the moment that he's with me, &lt;br /&gt;time can take a flight&lt;br /&gt;The moment that he's with me, &lt;br /&gt;everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;Night time is the right time, &lt;br /&gt;we make love&lt;br /&gt;Then it's his and my time, we take off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My baby takes the morning train, &lt;br /&gt;he works from nine till five and then&lt;br /&gt;He takes another home again &lt;br /&gt;to find me waitin' for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes me to a movie, &lt;br /&gt;or to a restaurant, to go&lt;br /&gt;Slow dancing, anything I want&lt;br /&gt;Only when he's with me, &lt;br /&gt;I catch light&lt;br /&gt;Only when he gives me, &lt;br /&gt;makes me feel alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day I think of him, &lt;br /&gt;dreamin' of him constantly&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy mad for him, &lt;br /&gt;and he's crazy mad for me&lt;br /&gt;When he steps off that train, &lt;br /&gt;I'm makin' a fool, a fight&lt;br /&gt;Work all day to earn his pay, &lt;br /&gt;so we can play all night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's always on that morning train&lt;br /&gt;He works so hard&lt;br /&gt;to find me waiting for him,..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-112289529159956117?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/112289529159956117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=112289529159956117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112289529159956117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112289529159956117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/08/ten-days-to-nowhere.html' title='ten days to nowhere,......'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-112270531583028676</id><published>2005-07-30T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T14:35:15.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^</title><content type='html'>^_^  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have u ever reach to a stage where you don't know whether you are happy or sad or,...you r just normal,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy or not,...sad or not,...normal or not,...i know it will all turn out,...to be beautiful,..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still sitting on my *ss as days goes by,.....something is missing,....i don't know wats that,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am anticipating for something,..am living my life,..looking forward to things tat r going to happen in the next few days and so on,.....and that i can't rest myself,...i am here but not here,..you know wat i mean,...?? just here but not here,...somewhere far far away,...or up in the sky,...with some non-controllable wings...flapping away from my body,.....  " flap "  " flap " flap "   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes,..24 hrs  is not enough,...one day i shall color the sun black,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i had the sweetest dream i ever had,....hahahahhahahahahahhahaha,.......if you have a good dream ,..don say it out,...it won come true,...i'm keeping my mouth tight ,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more section to go and my training is history,...luck has been with me,..all the time,.... ohh,..thank u,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can a picture be so captivating,.how could something that is drawn by hand,..on paper with some colors,..be so mesmerising &lt;-- think i spelled it incorrect,..isn't it powerful,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my so call english has leaped off the hill,...one day you shall find me speaking like someone who is not english educated,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my legs r crying,..i want a night for my legs,...&lt;br /&gt;"just one night,.." la la la ala ala al al aaala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-112270531583028676?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/112270531583028676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=112270531583028676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112270531583028676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112270531583028676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post_30.html' title='^_^'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-112239229796695073</id><published>2005-07-26T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T23:38:18.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>,......  ^_^</title><content type='html'>i ,..really should be sleeping,...and studying my systems,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss my jogsssss,....&lt;br /&gt;*diot,....waiting for end of training,...and posted,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for my days of night jogs to return,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am sleepy as i type,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to iraq,...hope tat comes true,..me wanna go wanna go,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray pray pray,....^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml still got assessment,....sh*t,..was not prepared at all,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day by day,....day by day,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don wan to live my days just like tat,....must find something to do,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"think think think"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starving to do some reading,...get in touch with myself,...&lt;br /&gt;"i dislike stairs" &lt;br /&gt;"i dislike doors,..unless it auto open and close,.."&lt;br /&gt;"i need  more calcium"&lt;br /&gt;" i want,... a week off work,..am looking forward"&lt;br /&gt;" i miss being a waitress,...rainforest cafe,...and the months after o levels,..."&lt;br /&gt;i could not keep track of the things i've been doing,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you believe that i'm floating on the water more den 8 hours a day,...&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't,..&lt;br /&gt;now coveralls are beginning to be part of my skin,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never seem to be able to feel the same old feelings anymore,...just like being trapped,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my dreams r getting so life like", i actually dreamt of the QM piping for me,..twice since i came onboard...wish that the sandman knocks into my dreams tonight and scatter something different this night,...i don care if i end up sleepy tomorrow,...i'll just leave it for myself to complain tomorrow,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a special weird dream tonight,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall not like mondays anymore,....i shall look every single day as a new day to a new week,...who create mondays to sundays,...? there should not be any days,...everyday should be the same,....just like mondays,..i love mondays,....  "many ppl are gonna say i'm crazy"   mondays are good aren't they,...e start of a new week,...ops,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally understand the false sense of energy losing when i'm stressed out,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when is e end of the world,...somehow,..i can't feel this kind of sadness..or negative feelings...i felt so positive to the edge that i'm feel that i'm faking being blue,.. sad,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how sad can one really be,....? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need my bed now,....werid dreams everyone,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-112239229796695073?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/112239229796695073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=112239229796695073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112239229796695073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112239229796695073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title=',......  ^_^'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-112099716761210201</id><published>2005-07-10T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T20:06:07.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>see saw</title><content type='html'>,........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;,..,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is like a see-saw,...up and down ,..up and down ,..up and down,..up and down,..up and down,..up and down,...up and down,...up and down,..up and down,.up and down,..up and down,...........up and down,.... just,...UP and DOWN,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up and down,...up and down,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needs more jogging,..really really really,....let me jogggg,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the future,...^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-112099716761210201?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/112099716761210201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=112099716761210201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112099716761210201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112099716761210201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/07/see-saw.html' title='see saw'/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523726.post-112089627233203082</id><published>2005-07-09T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T16:04:32.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>la vie en rose ,...^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La musique par Louiguy&lt;br /&gt;Les paroles par Edith Piaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Des yeux qui font baiser les miens,&lt;br /&gt;Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche,&lt;br /&gt;Voila le portrait sans retouche &lt;br /&gt;De l'homme auquel j'appartiens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quand il me prend dans ses bras&lt;br /&gt;Il me parle tout bas,&lt;br /&gt;Je vois la vie en rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il me dit des mots d'amour,&lt;br /&gt;Des mots de tous les jours,&lt;br /&gt;Et ca me fait quelque chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il est entre dans mon coeur&lt;br /&gt;Une part de bonheur&lt;br /&gt;Dont je connais la cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est lui pour moi.  Moi pour lui&lt;br /&gt;Dans la vie,&lt;br /&gt;Il me l'a dit, l'a jure pour la vie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et des que je l'apercois&lt;br /&gt;Alors je sens en moi&lt;br /&gt;Mon coeur qui bat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Des nuits d'amour a ne plus en finir&lt;br /&gt;Un  grand  bonheur qui  prend  sa  place&lt;br /&gt;Des enuis des chagrins, des phases&lt;br /&gt;Heureux, heureux a en mourir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quand il me prend dans ses bras&lt;br /&gt;Il me parle tout bas,&lt;br /&gt;Je vois la vie en rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il me dit des mots d'amour,&lt;br /&gt;Des mots de tous les jours,&lt;br /&gt;Et ca me fait quelque chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il est entre dans mon coeur&lt;br /&gt;Une part de bonheur&lt;br /&gt;Dont je connais la cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est toi pour moi.  Moi pour toi&lt;br /&gt;Dans la vie,&lt;br /&gt;Il me l'a dit, l'a jure pour la vie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et des que je l'apercois&lt;br /&gt;Alors je sens en moi&lt;br /&gt;Mon coeur qui bat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close and hold me fast.&lt;br /&gt;This magic spell you cast;&lt;br /&gt;this is la vie en rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you kiss me, heaven sighs.&lt;br /&gt;And though I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see la vie en rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you press me to your heart,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a world apart.&lt;br /&gt;A world where roses bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you speak,&lt;br /&gt;angels fly from above.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday words seem to turn&lt;br /&gt;into love songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give your heart and soul to me.&lt;br /&gt;Babe, it's gonna be&lt;br /&gt;La vie en rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, when you press me to your heart,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a world apart.&lt;br /&gt;A world where roses bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you speak,&lt;br /&gt;angels fly from above.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday words seem to turn&lt;br /&gt;into love songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give your heart, your soul to me.&lt;br /&gt;Babe, it's gonna be&lt;br /&gt;La vie en rose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Des yeux qui font baiser les miens,&lt;br /&gt;Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche,&lt;br /&gt;Voila le portrait sans retouche&lt;br /&gt;De l'homme auquel j'appartiens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quand il me prend dans ses bras&lt;br /&gt;Il me parle tout bas,&lt;br /&gt;Je vois la vie en rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il me dit des mots d'amour,&lt;br /&gt;Des mots de tous les jours,&lt;br /&gt;Et ca me fait quelque chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il est entre dans mon coeur&lt;br /&gt;Une part de bonheur&lt;br /&gt;Dont je connais la cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est lui pour moi. Moi pour lui&lt;br /&gt;Dans la vie,&lt;br /&gt;Il me l'a dit, l'a jure pour la vie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et des que je l'apercois&lt;br /&gt;Alors je sens en moi&lt;br /&gt;Mon coeur qui bat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5523726-112089627233203082?l=weewoo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/feeds/112089627233203082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523726&amp;postID=112089627233203082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112089627233203082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523726/posts/default/112089627233203082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weewoo94.blogspot.com/2005/07/la-vie-en-rose.html' title=''/><author><name>Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05263431455412015243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
