<?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-5900049</id><updated>2011-07-31T13:42:31.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>StIlL haLf asLEeP</title><subtitle type='html'>Dreaming away during day n night....Heehee...
      :&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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>308</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-7140480082874517682</id><published>2010-06-03T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T01:54:02.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Betrayal hate &amp; detest3 horrible feelings, brought about by peopleTrust love &amp; adore3 wonderful feelings, also brought by peoplewhy does some people that think they bring the latter 3 only bring the first 3?how come some people never learn that they are the source of horrid?gangs triads riotfamily groups paradethey are different, do you know that?first 3 are by influence and rumourslast 3 are by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/7140480082874517682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/7140480082874517682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2010_06_01_archive.html#7140480082874517682' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-2757536487107452816</id><published>2009-07-12T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T12:09:17.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reflections in the past few months....Been through a bad patch... all my life, whenever I play those fate games, it says beware of xiao ren.... well i meet the xiao ren now at 24.......Regret. I wasted my time being concerned of this xiao ren that i din not realised wat else i was putting up on the chopping board. I always  thot to be like tat was dumb, but ended up that i was dumber... now </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/2757536487107452816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/2757536487107452816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#2757536487107452816' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-6122835914083962756</id><published>2009-05-03T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:06:36.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been in ups and downs lately.Its not a departure that upsets meBut the realistic humanity around meIts upsetting..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6122835914083962756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6122835914083962756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#6122835914083962756' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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/_Os9sPvi7ncU/Sf1ehd7ex1I/AAAAAAAAALk/AdtXn0bQjic/s72-c/1217048030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-489169812865446510</id><published>2009-04-26T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:19:58.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nuts again, been watching a few dramas....drama marathon...Ma-I's butler.. Cute... love the little girl the most...Then Boys over Flowers (Korean)...Aren't you supposed to love the leads? Nah~Look at Soo Yi Jung (acted by Kim Bum) and Chu Ga Eul (By Kim So Eul)...One womaniser and one tacky girl.So sweet little side romance... even sweeeter than the lead's...An ambigious ending...Hoping the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/489169812865446510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/489169812865446510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#489169812865446510' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-4166944195679114243</id><published>2009-04-26T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:09:11.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tired...Dumb...Want to fire me?Go ahead ba....My work's starting to look like crapNot that is was not crap beforeNot proud of my work no moreAm I cut out for this line?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/4166944195679114243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/4166944195679114243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#4166944195679114243' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-6617741272624595992</id><published>2009-04-10T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T01:10:28.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Damn it...Damn work life, actually not workbut the people thereDamn uSo what if you have more "experience"No one wants uGo awayGrab your jin gui xuLeave my perimeterTake your followersGo awayThink you so big?U are so irritatingTrying to outcast me?Think you are so big?Balloon head, piece of wash board.Hunchback of notre dameWithout the heart of gold</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6617741272624595992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6617741272624595992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#6617741272624595992' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-7203466001049931913</id><published>2008-12-05T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:14:09.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Terroism has reached our door, taken one of us and leave us only with sadness.The Mumbai bombings has taken one Singaporean life. Ms Lo Hwei Yan. A budding lawyer, a lover of life. A bright and friendly lady. Someone I never meet.What I know is from the news, about her, about her family, about her love story. But this is not how it should be. All these wonderful stories are on the same page as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/7203466001049931913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/7203466001049931913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#7203466001049931913' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-838879367344149884</id><published>2008-11-19T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:52:27.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oki.. we are moving... office that is...Stuck in office doing in-house job... feel abit like a factory worker.... sian... worse... my boss gettin faster in her reviews...My God, gg to move leh! oh shit lor... tons of files lor....Me alone got at lest 6 files not counting those in partner's room....Moving on.......Another thing i learnt... to be more tolerant....Ok, as long as xiao mei n buddy dun</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/838879367344149884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/838879367344149884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#838879367344149884' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-8958652441936250056</id><published>2008-10-26T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:16:09.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>世界到了我无法理解，无法接受的时刻。现在是1.46am。我还没睡。别想我是因为不能睡而写。是为了了解，为了接受，为了让步，而烦恼。世界在我从台湾回来变了。我以为是一场骗局，但骗局太大了，而我不能不信。他们说，buddy是你的好朋友，使你在工作能依赖的人。但经过我好奇心的深入了解，原来最傻是我了。自以为是的我，以为了解你。原来是我比别人无知。原来你不是属于我世界所认识的人。原来你属于特别而是我自以为是的想法能接受的人。但是你找的伴侣是我心疼的小妹。对事通常无视的你，真的能让小妹开心呢？ 你们清楚即使对家人坦白，对朋友坦白，对社会坦白，也是有可能不被接受。别以为我对小妹是与你同样的心情，她成了如我的一家人，石林G的一家，如一个小表妹般。现在我的“家”又开缝了。是你拉的线。因为小妹是现代小孩，心事是让世界看得到的。如果你们真的会快乐，你是认真的，那我也陪你们加油，学会接受。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8958652441936250056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8958652441936250056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#8958652441936250056' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-5420439701789530983</id><published>2008-10-20T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:43:21.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>是不是我太看不开？刚拿到加薪的信，嘴上一直一直说不介意，但刚刚哭了。我知道我比别人弱，比别人差，可能现在的成果是我应得的。可能我不适合专业的位置。可能我连工作的能力也缺乏。知道人不会说实话，只能依赖钱的分级。钱的分级，太残酷了。我觉得应该把大学文凭也烧了，它真没用！等级低，一直骗自己，是我的错。 我不够好。我太差。我应得的。我该死！一天一天里着我与嘉的目标脱离。。。开一个户口，做两张副卡，让爸爸妈妈能自由自在的花钱。原来我不永远的不能。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/5420439701789530983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/5420439701789530983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#5420439701789530983' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-1539463597061197560</id><published>2008-10-18T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T00:53:18.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>天天的阳光照着。人人匆忙地走来走去。每个人的脸，都不同。但你能自得昨天跟你差肩而过的人吗？Now I need to learn alot more than everTo move on.To accept.To love &amp; learnTo thinkTo move on...........To bring myself to a new level. Take up courses, understand more, set a targetTo accept..........To accept differences from my beliefs. Brought to my realisation earlier. The topic on openness of society to gays and lesbians. I always thought that I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1539463597061197560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1539463597061197560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#1539463597061197560' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-1632893938569222362</id><published>2008-10-12T22:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:57:35.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pics of me life.....My fav brand of pineapple tarts... Uncle Talib's wife's speciality~Swedish meatball + pasta..... haiz... covered the meatball taste thoughremember the packet i bought earlier? Here's the finished productDonut Empire Durian Donut! With actual durian flesh! A messange from Taiwan... dun gloom your day away~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1632893938569222362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1632893938569222362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#1632893938569222362' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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/_Os9sPvi7ncU/SPIPM4q3m5I/AAAAAAAAALc/WdopPHfjyVg/s72-c/Pineapple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-109166466900306745</id><published>2008-10-11T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T00:43:38.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How's the new look?Idea is from scrapbooking... a hobby I would like to try but not financially capable...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/109166466900306745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/109166466900306745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#109166466900306745' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-1566888400450739207</id><published>2008-10-07T22:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T00:48:13.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>狮子座，是爱闪亮舞台，是喜欢众人的目光。但狮子座的我，是有爱又怕。。。从小严重性自闭，自卑，到今天还是无法开窍。所以用幻想让自己有一点乐趣假象自己在受媒体采访：1）踏入演艺圈最想合作的演员是谁？如果是新一代的演员，男生是我欣赏的陈建锋，女生就是杨思琪，唐宁。因为看过他们的作平，觉得他们好努力，使我想学习的对象。他们的帅气与美貌是我一眼就欣赏的，可以说我是外表主义者。可是我是一个挑的外表主义者，没有天分的，没有感动的演技，当然不会入选。但我也想从马俊伟，李司琪的成熟内练多多学习！我好贪心哦！2）想过做谁的演唱会特别来宾？我自认声线不好，可能要去一个热闹的演唱会盖过我的声音。可是我却向往与我喜欢的梁式舒感，梁静茹，高歌一曲。3） 那这位一定是做专辑最想合作的艺人？当然！不置啊！也要和五月天合作。简单说，应该是他们总给一种玩得感觉！工作也会变娱乐。但坦白说，如果出专辑，一定有避也避不了的压力，</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1566888400450739207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1566888400450739207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#1566888400450739207' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-1655651970954556218</id><published>2008-09-28T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:00:39.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wanted to start with.. AH.. Ferrai is lagging behind....But now AH!! Both racers are practically out!!SAD!!!DEPRESSED!!!But siao lor... I can't even differentiate horsepower and revolutions....but still sad... becoz i was expecting Ferrai to lead...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1655651970954556218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1655651970954556218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#1655651970954556218' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-7080820109616262158</id><published>2008-09-28T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:47:31.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Juz spend Yekky's birthday at 爱情海.可惜her favourite singer, 伟铨was not there. At least 小眼睛-忠威 was there with 依玲和俊欣。So our night was not that wasted, even with the F1 contest......情歌王，味道，留言，洋葱，stay with me, 等等的歌曲。。。。。哈哈，可惜F1 chased majority of the crowd off. In addition, since the cafe is just above the track, tink many were super disappointed and decided not to go. We sat quite front... erm... bad </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/7080820109616262158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/7080820109616262158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#7080820109616262158' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-1665867115144387235</id><published>2008-09-22T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:11:16.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>世界的改变，太多了。变化的步奏，太快了。世界会变成什么？三鹿牛奶造成世界的新危机。每个现代人，为了简单化生活，选者用捷径，省钱，等等。但现在简单化把我们陷入新的困境。牛奶的新危机，成了牛奶，朱古力，饼干，等等，成了我们新敌人。不知何时，能回到喜欢的食物。。。。造成这得混乱的人，为何呢？难道你没小孩，没父母，没人性？天下父母心，天下儿童辜，天下人们叹。你的行为只是虚伪的钱路，让全世界进入恐慌。但你也捡起世界的吐气，生命的负债，为何呢？下了地域也会被婴儿们的灵魂拉住，用武超升。因为最脆弱的生命已被你带走了。省变得人出现了精神问题，不是那种发神经的，但是命越有危机的一种。放起生命，就等于给周围的人放弃你的机会，因为人会累，会疲倦，会投入，因而陷入同各状况。这时，没有人能帮你。不想承认，又有种种暗示，加情绪的漂浮，让周围的人无法追逐。现在只能说，请你在现况不变更残，快点求医与专业的人们。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1665867115144387235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1665867115144387235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#1665867115144387235' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-1411045812025288172</id><published>2008-09-20T00:27:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T01:07:48.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More chosen ones~~~~Beautiful?? Luv to take pics in a gown on these fields... only prob is I no gown &amp; it rained... muddy ground... Da Shee Flower Farm... Take a 客运from this university located opposite the 三军俱乐部to 大溪 which is the last stop. From there, I suggest taking a cab since the bus going to the farm is super irregular. We ended up relyin on cab in &amp; out.... din spend much time though... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1411045812025288172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1411045812025288172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#1411045812025288172' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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/_Os9sPvi7ncU/SNPTdvYfqPI/AAAAAAAAAJk/XNje1QfjJqc/s72-c/IMG_1174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-6945118308241668277</id><published>2008-09-11T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:23:43.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1 unlucky person.... Allegry resulting from mosquito bites.... from taiwan... my own memento</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6945118308241668277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6945118308241668277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#6945118308241668277' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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/_Os9sPvi7ncU/SMk2gqMX51I/AAAAAAAAAJc/GBnqcCs6LMo/s72-c/IMG_1340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-766306277972780629</id><published>2008-09-07T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T15:28:41.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>back from my 3rd trip to Taiwan!Its amazing when u tink u toured finished a place, but on your ride home, there's still terroritories unexplored.a brief of where i've been to- Huaxi night market- Shilin night market- Kaoshiung's chengching lake- kaoshiung's lotus lake/ long hu ta/ xuan tian si- Xin Jue jiang qu- dreammall, where i went gou huai tang- Rui Feng Night Market- San duo shopping </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/766306277972780629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/766306277972780629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#766306277972780629' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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/_Os9sPvi7ncU/SMOB9CCtRxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/pEMEypLK2aI/s72-c/s1416033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-4108531118909903676</id><published>2008-08-24T17:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T17:36:18.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shots in the past 2 weeksA dinner treat from my dear collegues! A cake for my Ah ma! My work place for numerous of days n weeks French fireworks~ no further comments</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/4108531118909903676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/4108531118909903676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4108531118909903676' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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/_Os9sPvi7ncU/SLErNDWfscI/AAAAAAAAAHM/dzOfMgd07YU/s72-c/sukiyaki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-8913734122290627832</id><published>2008-08-24T17:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T17:30:29.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As the Bejing Olympics come to close, as the constroversies become nonsencial, as secerts are exploding,here to winners, congratshere to those tat didn't win, work harder n u will succeed!here to those retiring, you alreadi made a mark in history~to my lovely home, Singapore! Thank you to our table tennis girls trio!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8913734122290627832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8913734122290627832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#8913734122290627832' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-3046901520328266373</id><published>2008-08-19T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T23:00:26.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh gosh, wat a hit.刘翔liu xiangAnthens 100m hurdle winnerChina's 翔飞人in one daydegraded by those who push him upthe people简单几句一个人，对一国的希望，负担是少数人能理解。太多压力，无法呼吸。现在无味责备，还是得面对。刘先生，请你多照顾自己，把伤养好，重燃自己的理想与梦想。对于压力，回到以前在雅典时的动力。把一切化成无限量的力量。在一次光辉的展现！</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/3046901520328266373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/3046901520328266373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3046901520328266373' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-3974588665351432861</id><published>2008-08-16T23:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T00:07:18.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was planning my third and final Taiwan trip ( i hope) for the next 5 yearswhen I came across this site on HelloKitty Minsu Ah! Perfect for a HK fan like me! But I too shan bian... If onli got My Melody, Twin Stars, blah blah blah....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/3974588665351432861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/3974588665351432861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3974588665351432861' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Os9sPvi7ncU/SKb6lZdGJTI/AAAAAAAAAGs/1_9audq63pU/s72-c/room_green.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-887384081436434903</id><published>2008-08-16T23:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T23:57:11.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spend National Day at Sentosa.... meant to be at Vivocity but last min changes. Well, I found out I like last min changes as long as they are plan-able and cordinat-able. Not those that others plan one-sidedlyFirst up, shots of ugly singaporeans in the beach tram quene. Well-dressed snobs taking tram? weird? even trying to cut quene. rude. Snob. But being kind, i covered their faces as well snobs</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/887384081436434903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/887384081436434903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#887384081436434903' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Os9sPvi7ncU/SKb3PbxIZAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/eNQsLLuV7gM/s72-c/uglysporeans.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-2781280537243536183</id><published>2008-08-16T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T23:29:40.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to Natas Travel Fair. Here's some shotsTaiwanese performance of Che Ling.A shot of F1 racing car for Ethans AirlinesMask performance for the Korean Toruism Board SiteAnd its in house ski courseA life-size model of Alishan Train in the Tour Taiwan Booth End of Fair tour---- no rewards... thanks to my parents who won't decide on the same location to go. (Worse is where they go does not even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/2781280537243536183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/2781280537243536183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2781280537243536183' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Os9sPvi7ncU/SKbxNme7UNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ZU9IFSnT5Vk/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-8651826702242846447</id><published>2008-07-28T22:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:51:43.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went IKEA last sat..... a little exploration by myself....Firstly, these beautiful mosquito nets.... over the norm... my new target... actual price = $25 Targeted = $19 + old cloth + thread....&gt;.&lt; heeheeA step into Dr Streuss My favourite and needed item... selling @ $199  a 82cm long treasure chest that weighs 15kg separated... the onli reason why I could not buy on impulse.... hahaBeautiful </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8651826702242846447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8651826702242846447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#8651826702242846447' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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://bp2.blogger.com/_Os9sPvi7ncU/SI3XkmhBwQI/AAAAAAAAAEk/V1Nfzrd0ofo/s72-c/MosNet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-1493630327128973181</id><published>2008-07-20T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:10:51.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yoz... a new week, hopefully a new start....My collegue was encouraging me, sort of 开巧, thanks to her. My collegue, LJ, was telling me not to think whether I will be promoted or not. Just live thorugh the next 1 yr. Try to be peaceful with the environment. Dun b too obvious... (Referring to the irritating VT)If I had not posted on the VT, dun get me started. Disappointing are the men in Singapore</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1493630327128973181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1493630327128973181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#1493630327128973181' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-5519229646415566161</id><published>2008-07-10T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T00:03:19.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>please tell me, wat is the purpose?Why is she so unfair? so unjust? and yet a person leading others?Immature, feeds on praises, spolit since youngwork used to be niceNow its hellhow to do work if you are called for every other stupid purpose that she cant do herself?" Hell knows not that of a woman's wrath"Wrong"Hell knows not that of a woman's inner devils"Devil carries LV</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/5519229646415566161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/5519229646415566161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#5519229646415566161' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-4993640466323009882</id><published>2008-06-07T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T23:55:44.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let me total up... my sleep for the past 3 days... 8... in 3 days... so highly unbalanced.... suxYest went to 4GR chalet organised by sweetie yt n her dear hubby, ym. Okay, they are teachers n have privelege to Aloha Loyang chalets! Hey, not squeezy little place. Oh ya... din mention yt's engaged.... well, so predicted since sec 3. What else? Yt is very simple, her wish is just to be with the one</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/4993640466323009882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/4993640466323009882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#4993640466323009882' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-8041117519274424982</id><published>2008-05-25T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:18:07.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>在新浪的网址，看到了一个四川地震的link。上面写着距四川汶川地震发生已有13天7小时5分。不知不觉，已过了两个礼拜，当初的人们慢慢地回神了。痛处慢慢地深根。现实以太真实的方式投入人心。对失去家的人，拿起你的勇气，伸出你的力量，大家一起从建家园吧。把现在的残酷，尽快变成以前或比以前跟好的家，拥有强壮力量与勇气。让大家的痛化为无限的力量，给彼此的安慰，化成给世界的人对世界的强心针。对失去小孩的父母，请别伤心，孩子们虽早离开，去不伤不痛的天堂。你一生为他们成长担心，请用你们的泪水化成小流，引导他们进入上帝的门。放下心的痛，别再叫着他们。明知道是对你们的折磨，但得让他们放心上路了。在中国的一个孩子制度，失去一生的托付，一生的意义。请你们从伤振作，作回小孩们天天向往的对象，给他们勇气与爱。对失去父母的小丫子，小俊少们。孩子们，可能你听过，孩子是父母上辈子的债。但绝对不是他们想逃，想躲的债。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8041117519274424982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8041117519274424982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#8041117519274424982' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-6013858685887360286</id><published>2008-05-21T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T21:09:52.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quakes everywhere, chances of epidemic, acts of heroism, tolls of bodiesI swore not to watch the news till next week but still again i caught up with the world, or the world caught me.Just saw a Hongkong TVB special, the clip shown how the rescue workers bravely stepped on unsafe ground to manually pull out a young girl of 12 from the rubble, a young boy of 8 holding back tears as his foot is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6013858685887360286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6013858685887360286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#6013858685887360286' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-3361953217334117747</id><published>2008-05-17T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T15:41:34.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Myammer, Sichuan China...Newspapers full of pics, devastation, suffering, children, pain....Bodies, rubble, bodies and rubble, getting hard to differentiate....God, is this a test of our humanity or a warning for our actions?Calling all out there, please pray for them all.灾难,尸体,腐烂,废区,孤儿,伤心,哭泣,无助.一天一天的报纸上,都是这些画面.好心痛,好悲伤．自己在幸福中生活，别人在难中生存．知道这不代表我永远安康，而是考验未到．人们对世界的伤害，上帝所设的考试，似乎是我们无法逃脱的现实了．大家为他们祈福，</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/3361953217334117747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/3361953217334117747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#3361953217334117747' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-7458348544161656753</id><published>2008-05-01T16:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T16:04:17.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wowsa... the stage actually costed so much and nids a pass to use! total shock! but that's effort. Unlike some, the stage is more than the music, still Mayday is music over everything!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/7458348544161656753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/7458348544161656753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#7458348544161656753' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-8000638221947969646</id><published>2008-04-27T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T09:04:21.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>刚听完一生第一次的演唱会。五月天《回到地球表面》只有几句话送上去。好棒好棒好棒！！！好High!!为么选五月天呢？因为听大家说五月天是最high最简单的演唱会。没有多余的花样，只有简单的四方面舞台。没有多出的手段，只有纯粹的贴近人群。没有复杂的音效果，只是熟练的弹法。只是纯粹简单的歌声，带出了动人亲民的音乐。3个半小时的演唱会，感觉上只是1个小时过了。身体的疲累也在第二小时抹掉了。一点也不觉得累了。全场热烈的欢呼，全场深情的合唱，大家踊跃的站起来。 就如冠佑说的，新加坡是他看过有椅子的演唱会地点，但无人坐着。 每当阿信把mike抵给观众，大家的声音向往整场。全场互动十分配和, 感觉上自己也是表演的一部分。当玛莎，石头或怪兽尽情地弹电吉他，全场一片欢呼和摇摆。玛莎的生日，冠佑做蛋糕，还想插蜡烛。石头为儿子创作歌。阿信台上坦白的感言。怪兽团长大将之风。五个男人，五个发亮赤子之心。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8000638221947969646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8000638221947969646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#8000638221947969646' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Os9sPvi7ncU/SBPQVHLIX3I/AAAAAAAAADs/IJuS7ini9HA/s72-c/DtE-Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-6631638726065916858</id><published>2008-03-29T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T01:55:00.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pics taken in my life..................I want!!!!Cinnamonroll.... tis doll is in Isetan.. cute??? muacks!!Pink PSP... where can get at 100 with free game and still original? possible?This is from office...wawa's eeyore on my pencilcase! haha Boss, no confi info.. onli blue~ my 3 months meal... quite rich rite? I miss ya, dolly..... when can i see you again?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6631638726065916858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6631638726065916858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#6631638726065916858' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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/_Os9sPvi7ncU/R-0tb6NWOKI/AAAAAAAAADE/JEdlwoxDHL4/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-229767105447150580</id><published>2008-03-29T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T01:36:13.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mar... mar.. i'm still aliveNow going through another phrase of life... how to cope with demands, demands from clients, demands from manageranother thing... how to understand how incapability becomes the 4th pressure...rmb grandpa tan teaching abt 3 problems facing auditors...timefee budgetpressure from topbut the 4th power... incapability....all forms...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/229767105447150580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/229767105447150580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#229767105447150580' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-6677831040690440428</id><published>2008-02-23T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T01:31:03.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>month 3 into my big client.... hmm... grown too attached... no good.... but they are practically like colleagues... closer than some colleagues too....we will complain about datelines, bosses and gossip...Lucky for me and the rest of the team, our client's staff are real nice. Though there were some disagreements, they will still assist us alot...Thanks alot....we are nearing to the end of audit </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6677831040690440428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6677831040690440428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6677831040690440428' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-6787016488006096137</id><published>2008-02-22T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T01:25:07.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was in midst of spring cleaning.. welll even aft the 15th...found a stack of cards... from Sec 1 to now, from 13 to 23.... all my b-day cards, X'mas, frenship days... etc... postcards from frens when i'm sad, happy or angry....without me realising, all these cards form part of me... though i have read them only once, they tell me so much of the things we overlooked.... esp when i'm reading it the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6787016488006096137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6787016488006096137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6787016488006096137' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-1846688116893527668</id><published>2007-10-31T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T21:06:32.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Juz read a article in the New Paper that got me bloody mad!!! How can there be people like that that exist!! Here are some shots off youtube of these devil incarnates! These people purposely bullied this old man in s'pore. The video is Bastards Bullying Singapore Senior citizen, becoz its SO cruel, i'm not putting it on my blog, Its so dirty and ugly!COUNTRIES OUT THERE, FOR THE SAKE OF YOUR </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1846688116893527668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1846688116893527668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#1846688116893527668' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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/_Os9sPvi7ncU/Ryh7wMTK1gI/AAAAAAAAAC8/iJJ0SpsDhWM/s72-c/devil6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-5523403447079497625</id><published>2007-10-27T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T00:37:20.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is a legendary song that made 200 cry in a school concert. Impossible?崇拜曲：彭学斌    词：陈没你的姿态   你的青睐我存在   在你的存在你以为爱    就是被爱你挥霍了   我的崇拜我活了    我爱了   我都不管了心爱到疯了    恨到   酸了  就好了可能的   可以的   真的可惜了幸福好不容易   怎么你却不敢了呢？我还以为我们能    不同于别人我还以为不可能的   不会不可能你的姿态   你的青睐我存在   在你的存在你以为爱    就是被爱你挥霍了我的崇拜我活了 我爱了 我都不管了心爱到疯了 恨到    酸了就好了可能的   可以的   真的感受了幸福好不容易   怎么你却不敢了呢？我还以为我们能   不同于别人我还以为不可能的   不会不可能你的姿态   你的青睐我存在   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/5523403447079497625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/5523403447079497625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5523403447079497625' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-5577811205939177282</id><published>2007-10-03T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T21:33:34.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maybe i should admit it.A few days ago, while out on stock take, my buddy suddenly ducked under the taxi window. Of course, i was question mark, question mark, question mark. Then she said she saw some of her ex-coursemates and it will be weird to let them see her in the area.At that, i really was lost. Weird?Then (obviously my face was even more question mark) she continued that its like u r </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/5577811205939177282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/5577811205939177282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5577811205939177282' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-1757496443033275983</id><published>2007-09-29T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T00:41:43.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so tiring~almost 1 month into audit~ only been on 2 assignments...but training was good time... train, go home, train, go home... donenow, can go home on time is good. Alot of on job learning to do but limited brain power. Hopefully i can catch up. Never understood how people actually stand me. Never had alot of frens. Now i face the biggest challenge ever, HOW to socialise with the seniors. My </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1757496443033275983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1757496443033275983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#1757496443033275983' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-6382994471443179717</id><published>2007-09-01T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T00:04:18.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last day @ Temp, yestActually quite fun, though the handing out of curry puffs was awakard. Haiz... mei de jiu... but Hong ( My sup/asst mgr of tat dept) treated us, (mi jamey yvonne) to lunch. Well, since the "lao ba" didnt go along, i learnt wat is hao bu ke qi of qiao kai zi... haha... spent almost 75 and ate sashimi + mei jiu.  A bit she bu de but now i'm steppin on the road i decided on 3 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6382994471443179717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6382994471443179717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6382994471443179717' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-840592634804040755</id><published>2007-08-26T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T18:07:45.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was watching World Vision Famine 30 hr concert @ Taiwan... all the clips of the Sudan children, Zimbawe children, etc... The children skinny to the bone and running in drapes of clothes. Yet they are enthusatic to learn, uncomplaining to work and chores.We live in prosperity and good fortune. There are others in the world seeking just one more meal. The banner behind the performing artist was 1 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/840592634804040755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/840592634804040755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#840592634804040755' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-4727441260230404899</id><published>2007-08-16T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T18:38:24.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>22 22 22 22 22 22 22 22 22weird~ feel like i'm 32... does work increase the aging process?work~ sian~ had nothing to do by 430 so i act act as if got something to do...thanks karin for ya lunch treat n present!! thanks jy for ya keychain!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/4727441260230404899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/4727441260230404899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#4727441260230404899' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-8801076635351778679</id><published>2007-08-11T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T22:39:01.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lol!this is the Heng Xiang Tou Sha Bing that i got yekz to bring back... though onli 4 and my bro ate up 2... n my ma took 1... leaving me with this one. So to remember it~ here's its pic. Thick filling with thin pastry. Value for money and the filling is just nice, not too sweet or bland. Pastry is not too crumbly.Today went to Waraku Jap Resti~ tink i quiting Jap food real soon, yest ajisen, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8801076635351778679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8801076635351778679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8801076635351778679' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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/_Os9sPvi7ncU/Rr3Fs3AIlNI/AAAAAAAAACM/Yr3LdZluIM4/s72-c/tou+sha+bing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-5579276786917377167</id><published>2007-08-09T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T22:08:04.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy National Day!What is a country? That was a question i was wondering about last week. Since so many coffeeshop uncles dislike the system, they claim national day as a show for the people. But then why do people still celebrate national day?A country. A piece of land? A place called home? After much thought, it is not just a land. It's the people, the system, the mix of interaction, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/5579276786917377167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/5579276786917377167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#5579276786917377167' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-3551261059783461162</id><published>2007-08-04T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T00:41:04.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>我不是很聪明，但我也不算太笨。可是对于朋友，家人，周围的人，我越来越不能掌握。不只是我没长大，还是他们长得太快，不知不觉我们疏远了。我的担心变成你多余的包袱。我的提醒变成你多余的唠叨。我已改变不了你，也不能影响你的想法。以前一起说笑的日子，你忘了。以前单纯的想法，以被你抛弃。以前一起走的我们，路线成了两条平行线。你现在只听他的，只爱和顺你意的人相处。盲目地找崇拜者，挡住了一起度过好多年的友情。现在我放弃了，我想我愿意放弃这份友情，也不愿再看你变得越来越不自爱了。也不要面对你对我说的伤人的话。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/3551261059783461162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/3551261059783461162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3551261059783461162' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-51872940754922976</id><published>2007-07-30T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T19:48:20.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My present life630 wake up --&gt; dress up + wash up730 go work --&gt; travel830 --&gt; start work1230--&gt; lunch130 --&gt; work530 --&gt; travel630 --&gt; reach home1130 --&gt; sleeptotal: 2 hrs travel, 8 hrs work, 1 hr lunch, 5 hr home, 7 hr sleepwhere's life?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/51872940754922976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/51872940754922976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#51872940754922976' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-4374865048133087096</id><published>2007-07-29T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T17:42:45.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First weekend from working temp... well I learnt that i cant fit in like others. Realli zi bi zheng er tong...Took the time to reflect... this cant continue.. got 5 weeks in there... forgot when i forgot to look at things easilyforgot how to clear my mind and relaxforgot how to enjoy my peacethis aftn Yen sms me about a young Issac who's only 1 year but dying already. He hasn't seen half the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/4374865048133087096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/4374865048133087096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#4374865048133087096' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-8054287000434310844</id><published>2007-07-28T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T00:20:18.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8054287000434310844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8054287000434310844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#8054287000434310844' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-6877243731470989809</id><published>2007-07-19T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T10:13:21.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>謝震廷 from a Taiwan talent competition~ 13 year old juz like Shaun on Campus Superstar.Similiarly, has the singing skills, got vocal strength and turns. However, the reason of him leaving later was growing up. Like in this video, his voice cracked that morning!! So sad.... his skills were so good leh! Shaun also faces the same possibility....But i juz luv this kid. His personality is so positive. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6877243731470989809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6877243731470989809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#6877243731470989809' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-6073202515286061724</id><published>2007-07-16T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T13:39:44.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just started watching 终极一班. Quite funny especially when they go to Duan Chang Ren's shop. Cute part is its all cold jokes. Haahaa...Also now I know how come Fei Lun Hai can be so popular.  Aaron is very good at acting Ding Xiaoyu. Cool fighter with a neat level of class.  Just wondering if his eyes are overdrawn? But never mind, this is more cool that way. Even Calvin looks cool in this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6073202515286061724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6073202515286061724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#6073202515286061724' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-5782998601231140665</id><published>2007-07-13T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T00:11:32.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Juz back from HR's "bday celebration" and still sick with flu. Hopefully keat dun catch it. I tried real hard not to mix the food or share utensils. Then came the unedible dessert, why am i so unlucky! No one i know has lactose intolerancy than me. If I din already seen Doc Goh today, i won't mind taking the risk. But since i did, he will say that i'm not taking proper care of my diet as usual. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/5782998601231140665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/5782998601231140665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#5782998601231140665' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-6554702958307822554</id><published>2007-07-08T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T00:20:23.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just ended a 777 cum 9 years school reunion between 15 people. Haha...Also realised I'm getting more and more isolated and autistic. Avoided talking to my friend's mum and girls that i was not familiar with. In fact, i didn't want to talk to those close to me. Not sure why, maybe something is going wrong. Had a ride home by 2 girls that i just acquaintances with. Didn't know what to do and even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6554702958307822554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6554702958307822554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#6554702958307822554' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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/_Os9sPvi7ncU/Ro-7WZgqDAI/AAAAAAAAACE/qrJ4CwzPQjI/s72-c/IMG_0042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-5860008052104552903</id><published>2007-07-05T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T12:06:07.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  a preview of NDP by the bay~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/5860008052104552903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/5860008052104552903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#5860008052104552903' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Os9sPvi7ncU/Roxt_ZgqC2I/AAAAAAAAAA0/EvxwZDfg29E/s72-c/ndp07+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-3330704882355392921</id><published>2007-07-03T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T12:54:02.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally sorted out my Hong Kong photos, now the Taiwan ones.....But first some nice shots...Disneyland~  Times square... high end HongKong Nyong Ping Big BuddhaNightview of Hong Kong Island Metropolitan(this is the photo with the best feel and widest view so sorry ah ru, gg to post ya pic on)Avenue of Stars along Tsim Sha TsuiWong Da San Temple on a Weekday (Real packed) Madame Tussands... See </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/3330704882355392921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/3330704882355392921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#3330704882355392921' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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/_Os9sPvi7ncU/RooEfJgqC1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/q3vqj9DgsB8/s72-c/P1030124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-1284343990406743940</id><published>2007-06-30T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T23:39:10.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to a national day parade rehearshal, yes, rehearshal. So the goodie bag is lame, performance poor, and totally obvious disordinated. Yesh, unfortunately. Alot of foreign expats inside the parade area. Well, alot of work to be done. As least start with introducing the different segments. Its dumb to watch and don't know what is going on. All you see is kids, teens and adults running around </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1284343990406743940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1284343990406743940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1284343990406743940' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-333518281547011005</id><published>2007-06-26T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T00:44:52.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was reading one of my favourite blogs... one of recipes galore~ when i clicked on one of their linksWanna now how fortunate you are? Click this link Realised how the amount differs between the developed and developing countries? How a few bucks is their full week's worth? the type of favourite foods? The simplest things can satisfy them yet cant satisfy us. When did we lose ourselves?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/333518281547011005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/333518281547011005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#333518281547011005' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-2913971197783819791</id><published>2007-06-22T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T13:27:31.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Going to graduate on the 24 July but have not ordered my gown. Furni? hehe... just cant find my measurements. Haiz....Told ya i should be a guy...Anywayz... glad to say not me or my sis is stepping on each others' toes yet. Well, not yet. My dad nearly did by asking whether she received a sms to buy bread. Somehow, i foretell 2 loaves of bread tonight. Never mind, that is their problem.Here's an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/2913971197783819791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/2913971197783819791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2913971197783819791' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-928112336993860387</id><published>2007-06-18T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T11:56:53.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some people told me i think too much. She's your sister.Well, perhaps its because you all don't know her. There's a reason why we seem like strangers. My uni frens often say that why am I and my sister like so foreign, not the other type that stick together, shop together, etc.My sister is not like other sisters. When young, she would get all the attention by cutting into conversations, showing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/928112336993860387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/928112336993860387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#928112336993860387' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-2947385402042471787</id><published>2007-06-17T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T15:21:29.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I made it through. But don't think it's going to end simply. Won't be putting my guard down. There's still a possibility. Afterall, she was scolded by my mum which the next morning specially set aside a nonya zhang for her. Hmm... conflicting? or overloving? And she was crying the next morning till my parents went to work. Queer? She screamed and shoputed after she stepping out of my home, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/2947385402042471787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/2947385402042471787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2947385402042471787' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-783767626152426912</id><published>2007-06-15T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T15:07:40.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't live here no more. It takes more than 190,000 to get a 3 room HDB flat and I am no way near the midpoint. But I need to get out. My sister nearly threw a iron into my face just now. I feel that my life is really starting to be at risk. Not only mine, my brother's too.Today, I waited for her to bathe first as usual. It's a unspoken rule that if i haven't bathe by 730pm, I must let her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/783767626152426912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/783767626152426912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#783767626152426912' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-905374028351696210</id><published>2007-06-11T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T23:22:40.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's driving me MAD!!!My fren's bf is too much!! and she's still giving in to him!!! Starting to decide between confronting the guy and giving him a big kick (not on his butt) or giving my fren a tight slap to wake her up...Its so ERRRR!!! Maddening!!! Guys in the world! Give you all a chance to support your stand. What kind of situation would you ask (or more or less demand) your gf to stay with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/905374028351696210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/905374028351696210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#905374028351696210' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-8994222269572212211</id><published>2007-06-09T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T18:51:16.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Starting to suspect my grandpa is right.He said God made a mix-up. I should have been a son instead.Why you ask?I was a full tomboy when young. I climb trees, scabbed knees and played with a giant spider. Very different from my sister and every other little girl living down the lane.As for now, I am not a manicure person, a comestic worshipper, a make-up freak. In fact, I don't understand all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8994222269572212211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8994222269572212211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#8994222269572212211' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-6675938171056430258</id><published>2007-06-09T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T00:40:10.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm sure everyone has heard of the cupid. But have you heard of the black cupid?Like a theory off the scientists unprovable bench is the idea of the opposite dimension. Similiarly, why won't the cupid have an opposite side? Just like the drama Mediacorp did once with the cupid and her nemisis, the one that separates couples.Why am I crapping all these? Because i don't know whether to be the black</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6675938171056430258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6675938171056430258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#6675938171056430258' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-1696313942147589993</id><published>2007-06-06T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T12:28:40.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> s.h.e 飞轮海-谢谢你的温柔 Thank you to those around me. Was watching SHE's new MV  when i saw the link to this song. Real nice reflection of me. Also, I was wanted to tell someone i knew since Sec2. If i mention the name, my sisters will start again so i won't. Ya juz gotta know who you are, okay? Thank you for being so good to me in the past. I wish you find your Ms Right real soon....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1696313942147589993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1696313942147589993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1696313942147589993' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-1740674029188540984</id><published>2007-06-06T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T03:50:55.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now back again.... exhausted but MORE broke..learn some new stuff from these 2 trips1. some people really injure easily...2. 2 people have too many nicks3. mushrooms, wasabi, soup, mosquitoes, blah blah... are on people's hate list4. skin under the feet become hard if you wak too much5. insects are dangerous6. maps are important, direction sense and map reading sense is more important7. self </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1740674029188540984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1740674029188540984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1740674029188540984' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-1960945853115002229</id><published>2007-05-29T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T17:37:02.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Juz watched the 3rd sequel!! for those you haven't watched, won't spoil ya fun. Great effects! a bit draggy plot...if ya a orlando fan, think ya won't like it. New level of confusion by Sparrow. Really, I was confused. Less naivit-y on Will Turner. More guts on Elizabeth. Can someone tell me why do I keep following when i totally don't understand pirate talk? Also, how does one turn from a sword </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1960945853115002229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1960945853115002229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1960945853115002229' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-6522181342909661817</id><published>2007-05-28T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T21:10:32.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How to know if ya country's news is going to the dogs? When they report the local actor's conviction appeal decision as headline and top story over a murder case!Where's your priorities? the dead person isn't someone else's chilimportant? come on, we aren't living bangkok or war zone. what a crappy decision!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6522181342909661817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6522181342909661817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6522181342909661817' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-4093033721216246561</id><published>2007-05-26T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T10:27:36.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just back from Taiwan on the 24th Night. Got sandfly bites all over my legs. Well the doctor said it will take a week to swell down. "First red then brown then okay." At "brown", i was like Huh? and staring at my legs. Can ya imagine brown spots all over? weird!Going off to HK next. Should i tell my grandma? I guess she already knows but just that if i tell her, she will stash another batch of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/4093033721216246561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/4093033721216246561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4093033721216246561' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-78360756424085433</id><published>2007-05-11T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T10:01:20.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This song is the only song I remember from primary school. We sang a dozen hymms then, till the bats in the hall were running out into the sun. Yet the priest always commented us as his angels and had voices that the heavens could hear, even from the small hall we sat in. But this song was not for a mass. It was for a farewell. For the vice principal that time. Ms Liew. I remember her upclose. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/78360756424085433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/78360756424085433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#78360756424085433' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-8653664422060296690</id><published>2007-05-11T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T09:43:53.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh great, stomach hurting like hell. How to go Taiwan? so shitty.To my friend, you really no need to worry. I am a pessimism. My secondary school friends understand me. Actually from young, i never knew how to make friends, nor keep them. Or more or less, no one wanted to be my friend. So up to now, the number of friends i have can be counted by 2 people's hands and toes. Perhaps its because we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8653664422060296690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8653664422060296690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8653664422060296690' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-1792469732774554397</id><published>2007-05-10T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T11:46:40.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Read this on the net...credits to msn news學生請假，您恐怕沒聽過這一項！教育部宣佈，最快從下學期開始，高中女生可以請產假！在最新一份調查中，發現台灣少女未婚懷孕的比率，已經高出鄰近的韓國和日本，教育部這樣的做法，有老認為很好！但也有許多家長和學生無法認同，擔心反而是變相鼓勵少女懷孕。hmm... ?????weird right? especially when Taiwan is not having a birth rate problem like Japan.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1792469732774554397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1792469732774554397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1792469732774554397' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-8268618036425567625</id><published>2007-05-10T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T09:59:31.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Awake another day. Not very happy. My parents are so against my graduation trip. They say like this, I cant possibly get a job. What if they ask why did you apply so late? I can't possibly answer because I was out of the country holidaying right? That will totally wipe me off their list. Even up to now, my parents think it is because i am too lazy so no one wants to hire me. Yes, I admit I am in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8268618036425567625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8268618036425567625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8268618036425567625' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-9103392538817814113</id><published>2007-05-09T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T16:32:30.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>told ya... 非常期待.. 非常甜蜜....Selina and Ah shin look so cute together...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/9103392538817814113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/9103392538817814113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#9103392538817814113' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-413200955025126189</id><published>2007-05-09T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T09:22:50.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Credits to HIMNow listening to SHE new song -五月天.. really nice!! 好期待 the MV!! a sweet spark between Mayday's Ah Shin and SHE's own Selina! 1 shy guy + 1 princess!Went for another interview yesterday at an audit firm. Didn't really feel its successful. Do I look weakly? the partner actually said i look weak and not really fit for the job. Hmm... i worked as a sales assistant doing stock display, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/413200955025126189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/413200955025126189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#413200955025126189' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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/_Os9sPvi7ncU/RkEqjs99QZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uxx_hj7zCB4/s72-c/SHE_play.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-7861309564650685231</id><published>2007-05-06T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:48:05.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gosh! My feet hurt so much!!! I wanna push out a wheelchair to sit on tmr.Anyway my new 4 day stint is to count taxis @ Lucky Plaza which brings mi to the main thing!The Lucky Plaza Security guard is HORRIBLE!!Man, he can't differentiate sit and squat! I was shouted at for squating at 7 plus after an almost 6 hours of standing. So bad lor!To add on, there is only a NO sitting on the steps ruling.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/7861309564650685231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/7861309564650685231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7861309564650685231' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-4714204327886916205</id><published>2007-05-03T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T15:44:02.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry to all.Sorry for being grumpy, sorry for biting at you, sorry for all the white hairs i have caused, sorry for all the uncomfortableness you all have been feeling.I already don't know what is going on. I don't know where i can go, where i want to go.Probably that is why i cant move and have build the berlin wall. It took decades for that wall to come down, but it won't take days or months </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/4714204327886916205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/4714204327886916205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4714204327886916205' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-4275336667308649700</id><published>2007-05-03T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T00:36:58.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Starting to regret the steps i took. Maybe its wrong to choose to go for a grad trip. These trips are meant to hint a future after that. Why doesn't mine feel that way? maybe it's because the truth hurts more.I have something in my pocket that hurts everyday, every hour, every minute.Its the difference between people, the way they act and think.Lost... where should I go now? If i go apply and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/4275336667308649700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/4275336667308649700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4275336667308649700' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-5240281662509531302</id><published>2007-05-01T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T22:31:20.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Send off 2 @ Changi today for their crusade in America. Man, they are so lucky!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/5240281662509531302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/5240281662509531302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#5240281662509531302' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Os9sPvi7ncU/RjdO_c99QYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QtrFSItJ_D0/s72-c/cassnmarus1507.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-1514530017008945968</id><published>2007-05-01T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T22:42:31.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>awarding the most 不幸 award to me.why?I probably live a very unworthy life taunted by bad luck all my life.juz look at mi, no job no money, no support, always alone.even the auntie at the bus stop scold me for no good reason.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1514530017008945968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1514530017008945968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1514530017008945968' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-9190294428389659236</id><published>2007-04-26T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T10:03:32.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Revamped my dream list to my dream caravan....to pack up my hopes and dreams1) To tour the world!! New York, California, Britain, Eygpt, Dubai, Korea, Nepal... or simply malaysia off-shore islandsi luv to travel, same i luv home. just that watching tv really brings you out to the world yet in your world. But that is not gratifying enough. nothing beats hitting the rough terrain. i wanted to c </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/9190294428389659236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/9190294428389659236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#9190294428389659236' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-6074569310360799550</id><published>2007-04-26T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T00:38:47.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>今天是新的开始，是踏入大人世界的第一天，永远不是小大人，而现在是完全的大人，不能撒娇，不能再慢下来，不能再梦想未来。离开学校的怀抱，踏入残酷的世界的现实，任性的我要学长大，不想长大的我要学现实，逃避现实的我要学会勇气与信心，但是时间已经不存在。进入现代社会，要学会如何以一个人体，闯入生命的要求，离开朋友的扶撑，离开朋友的后背，只是一个人走入下一段将来。能不能生存是疑问，能不能成功是怀疑，能不能在世界走出天地是凑巧。祝你们光亮的未来。落地的希望。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6074569310360799550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6074569310360799550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6074569310360799550' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Os9sPvi7ncU/Ri-D-c99QXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GpbpdSE7Aic/s72-c/circle+of+lights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-3152649748301467348</id><published>2007-04-18T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T16:15:59.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Taken from : http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspxGet to know yourself betterYour view on yourself:Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.Hmm.... true for the 1st line. but i'm not a street side show.. the rest... c wat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/3152649748301467348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/3152649748301467348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3152649748301467348' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-685566046599534668</id><published>2007-04-12T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T22:20:09.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ryan Cabrera - True</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/685566046599534668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/685566046599534668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#685566046599534668' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-5383939981557668170</id><published>2007-04-12T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T21:13:11.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Impressive? Hehe.... These 3 songs have been replayed like 5+ times while i'm studying....&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;??&lt;&lt;&lt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/5383939981557668170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/5383939981557668170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5383939981557668170' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-2011595660206885079</id><published>2007-04-12T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T19:26:50.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cried in the MRT. First time cried was 2 days after Ah Gong's death. Now because i am closer to graduation. Still no job. Know i understand the meaning on looking into the dark. Luckily it poured heavily. The heavier it rained, the higher my spirits. As the rain landed on my side, the more relieved. 原来雨是有魔力.DId you grow up in an environment where you can fight for anything, even if it's yours? i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/2011595660206885079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/2011595660206885079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2011595660206885079' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-6212952225024924732</id><published>2007-04-09T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T17:05:02.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was watching the news on a 2 year old Taiwanese girl Qing qing. Though i don;t know what is the big picture or the sad story behind, it appears that her parents have decided not to revive her if she relapses. This decision will definitely face 2 sides, the suppport and against. One point is the little girl has fought so hard for her life till now, why give up only now? Another point is, she has </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6212952225024924732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/6212952225024924732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6212952225024924732' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-2022801650921659389</id><published>2007-04-09T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T16:42:42.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh dear~! its like less than 10 days to my first paper, my last set. Can't concentrate again. To top it off, seem to have sore throat and flu chasing after me and my head is aching. Didnt do very good on the Japanese listening test today. Oh Lord! What am I supposed to do???!!!!???Peter Pan~ can take me to Neverland???</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/2022801650921659389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/2022801650921659389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2022801650921659389' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-4873830677904547682</id><published>2007-04-05T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T23:06:21.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Terrible internet connection!! tink i'll be harassing Telecom (Singtel) again.Juz to reply Pingz, the new victim of my new knowledge. First, Thanks for being one.Qn1: About the Big Bang, well there's a theory that i recall was on discovery before. The particles in the universe were in constant motion and somehow formed a area of high pressure. Of course, the particles compressed and rubbed and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/4873830677904547682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/4873830677904547682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4873830677904547682' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-1899961234640494925</id><published>2007-03-30T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T16:05:47.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm a total flop. I know there's a lot of friends out there worried for me. My best friend and close buddy. My close sisters. My chums. Now, even a friend that i had not made for more than 9 months actually expressed concern. Just imagine, if you know me well, i don't become chums with others unless a long time have passed or you are the type are flexible without any false fronts. I have walked </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1899961234640494925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1899961234640494925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1899961234640494925' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-8282556931018324621</id><published>2007-03-26T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T10:26:26.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>8 mins to class.... just wanna write about the change in life. My cousin Jess decided to quit school at 15. Of course this is without approval of her parents. Why? We all don't know. But imagine this girl was a gentle and kind girl when she was in primary school. Now she's a typical girl that will be picked up by the police on the streets. What cause the change? Her bad company or her inadept </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8282556931018324621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8282556931018324621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8282556931018324621' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-1336132068742183533</id><published>2007-03-24T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T14:12:30.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fell in love with this song last thurs during ktv. Its so nice to listen although i dunno half a word of canto. Went to find the lyrics.. okay can't say its a nice song when its supposed to be a sad balland. Hehe... contradicting. Anyway this is a short clip someone posted of their HK concert n the original singer is Lin Yi Lian.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1336132068742183533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1336132068742183533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1336132068742183533' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-8842822567456066353</id><published>2007-03-23T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T00:25:44.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Environments, family, religion, culture, country.... elements of a person~why are we different? becoz of these factorswhy cant we communciate? also becoz of these factorswhy do we think we are what we are? also becoz of these factorswe are different, nothing can deny that. but in the same way, there's alot of commonlity. same environments, same family values, same knowledge of religion, draws </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8842822567456066353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/8842822567456066353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8842822567456066353' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-2441532772426517800</id><published>2007-03-18T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T18:12:20.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>曲名：愛的主旋律歌手黄鸿升/卓文宣小鬼：是你在那個雨季 走進我生命帶著一點任性 和溫柔的表情萱：是你在那個雨季 趕走了孤寂溫暖的笑容 換我僅有的天地小鬼：天上一萬顆星星 我卻只看見你要說這是幸運還是不可思議萱：身邊有太多風景 我卻停在這里說我傻的可以 還不是因為你小鬼：是你的聲音 萱:帶給我勇氣小鬼：戀愛的頻率 萱:直到我心底小鬼：如果你愿意 萱:是的我愿意合：來自我幸福的主旋律小鬼：從前都失意 萱:現在我相信小鬼：天空會放晴 萱:愛會更甜蜜小鬼：如果你愿意 萱:是我的愿意合：愛的主旋律 永遠唱下去(Music)萱：是你在那個雨季 趕走了孤寂溫暖的笑容 換我僅有的天地小鬼：天上一萬顆星星 我卻只看見你要說這是幸運還是不可思議萱：身邊有太多風景 我卻停在這里說我傻的可以 還不是因為你小鬼：是你的聲音 萱:帶給我勇氣小鬼：戀愛的頻率 萱:直到我心底小鬼：如果你愿意 萱:是的我愿意合：</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/2441532772426517800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/2441532772426517800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2441532772426517800' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-1724054375470612264</id><published>2007-03-17T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T11:46:28.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>~mew~meow~ ting jie's kitty</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1724054375470612264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/1724054375470612264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1724054375470612264' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Os9sPvi7ncU/RftkPIosnAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HhOv5tzcWxM/s72-c/DSCN0939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-2607643495110092400</id><published>2007-03-08T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T00:05:22.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nice song~We always thought tears are a sign of sadness and pain. but did you know that parents cry when their children walk their first steps? did you know that brides cry when they first see that special ring? did you know some actually cry after realising they can move on, leaving all the sad memories behind.Personally i love to tear. A simple scene could make me tear. However, tearing is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/2607643495110092400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/2607643495110092400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2607643495110092400' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900049.post-117257307528832256</id><published>2007-02-27T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T18:50:34.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmm... also tinkin of that.... why didnt any of the firms want me when they are supposed to be SO in need of people... Well, suppose this is fate~ like those sayings, out of a billion people, there is only one you. So this "you" which is moi truely is the super suai one. If anyone in the big 4 actually reads this, ya should be gloating that my failure in the interviews have earned me a new </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/117257307528832256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5900049/posts/default/117257307528832256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamangel85.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117257307528832256' title=''/><author><name>da:Phne</name><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></entry></feed>
