<?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-11135194</id><updated>2011-08-21T19:22:54.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another tiny apes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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georgia;"&gt;for months, i kept having the urge to update my blog. i had so much to write that i dun even know where to start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;it's amazing how life can do a fast twist and turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;but after all these months, i am officially announcing this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;screwed it. i dun care if anyone reads it and get upset by my words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;or thinks i am a bitch and do nothing but whine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;or feels that an alien kidnapped the old apes and replace it with another replica that has no feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;shouldn't this be a venue for me to rant? so why should i even bother how other would feel? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;like i said: i have made my decision to bitch. u can choose to ignore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-4223803844637599380?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/4223803844637599380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-4788940018853355992</id><published>2009-04-20T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:59:31.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because of what happen last year, i kinda dreaded "the day" coming. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i waited for almost 6 hours before u turn up and act as if it was no big deal. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i voiced out my unhappiness and u told me not to be petty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we join the rest like usual. squash &amp;amp; mj&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and that was it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my mum promise me she would make my favourite dishes on that day. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and she called to cancel cox she's afraid that my nephew is hungry by the time i come home for dinner. and the whole family ate without me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and that was it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dun need fancy dinners, huge parties or expensive gifts. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just need to feel that whatever action u take, it comes from your heart. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;and that was it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-4788940018853355992?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/4788940018853355992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=4788940018853355992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/4788940018853355992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/4788940018853355992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2009/04/because-of-what-happen-last-year-i.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-429069692594117625</id><published>2009-04-06T14:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T15:33:40.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the beauty of it all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SdmktawlbqI/AAAAAAAAAL0/knVERY0gQtM/s1600-h/old+school.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;finally. a quiet moment in the office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;it hasn't been exactly been that peaceful recently. the tension in the office makes one go crazy. and as usual, i have been warned that it's a strict no no to rant in the blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;sad to say, i dread coming to work.. dun get me wrong, i love my job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;just that the aura in this place has turned into a nightmare for one to step in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;and the rate for your blood to boil is so freaking fast that it really takes a strong heart to enter into this place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;the only consolation is to knoe that pple are still willing to listen to my rantings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;it's just simply a great relief to have great friends to remind u that it's worth every single moment to be alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;and i would have to thank God for blessing me with true friendship instead of beauty. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;talking about beauty. i almost choked to death when i logged onto my facebook this morning to find my younger days pictures posted up by my buddies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;imagine in the older times when there ain't any digital camera! they actually scan in the hard copies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;and these pictures that i have never thought i would get to see it for the rest of my life brings back great memories! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;in actually fact, i didn't even remember taking it before!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;but it really cracked me up. to see how amazingly "nerdy"n "naive" looking i was back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;hahaha, so pple here's a sneak preview of how i look: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/Sdmjujp91RI/AAAAAAAAALs/11Rmg9_5sjE/s1600-h/old+school+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321464454955521298" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/Sdmjujp91RI/AAAAAAAAALs/11Rmg9_5sjE/s400/old+school+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;and just in case u couldn't recognise me, i am the one on the right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;well, go ahead and laugh. cox even i couldn't resist giggling non stop when i saw this picture. and joelyn looks like a princess next to me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;but hey, despite looking like that i actually had suitors! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;hahahah, it also means that i have an "irresistible charming side of me" that attracts despite of my ugly appearance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's beauty that captures your&lt;br /&gt;attention;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;personality which captures your&lt;br /&gt;heart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-429069692594117625?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/429069692594117625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=429069692594117625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/429069692594117625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/429069692594117625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally.html' title='the beauty of it all'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/Sdmjujp91RI/AAAAAAAAALs/11Rmg9_5sjE/s72-c/old+school+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-7415065130080491098</id><published>2009-03-13T17:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T18:07:38.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from a family trip outing in taiwan. it's been close to 2 years since i last travelled. been looking forward for a break to seek for a direction.. i really needed one after all that happened.. but i realised i couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow or rather, i dun feel happy. regardless it's my worklife or my love life, i can't seem to find a reason for me to be happy. dun get me wrong, i am very grateful and blessed with good friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but recently i feel empty. really empty inside. with no directions and intentions towards my life, i felt like i am just passing each day as it is with no drive at all. i seem to have lose passion in many things. i begin to bottle my emotions to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days, i would rather spend time hiding in my room. believe me, i know this is not the solution to it. but it brings me comfort to a certain level. i can not lie and tell u i am not in depression. i am. i kinda lost my trust in things i do, pple i used to believe in and even the fact that i can acheive much more in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a motivation. and i am still trying to look for it. i am tired. i need a good charge up to look for positive things in life. somebody help me. please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-7415065130080491098?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/7415065130080491098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=7415065130080491098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/7415065130080491098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/7415065130080491098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-came-back-from-family-trip-outing.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-3679049161031780600</id><published>2009-02-10T10:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T10:43:10.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CNY came and pass. plenty of good news to start off the new year. besides TK and Mel, Sam &amp;amp; Wendy are getting married this year end too! that's makes it the 4th wedding i would have rsvp this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of that, Desiree and Dennis just announced their latest addition to the "D" family- Dominic! not forgeting the celebration of jeraymin's baby girl Odelia"s 1st year bdae!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, time really flies. seems like everyone is ready to settle down and here i am at a crossroad still thinking of which direction to head to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meantime, i shall be helping out at my auntie's place (&lt;a href="http://www.artnroses.sg/"&gt;http://www.artnroses.sg&lt;/a&gt;) selling flowers on valentine's day. hopefully Cupid will spot me there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-3679049161031780600?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/3679049161031780600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=3679049161031780600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/3679049161031780600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/3679049161031780600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2009/02/cny-came-and-pass.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-2341358577073031526</id><published>2009-02-03T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:35:58.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;life is never fair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;and i so tempted to lock my blog so that i can really rant. or at the very least i have somewhere to vent my anger on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;otherwise take the Dorrin's footsteps. take the risk then end up shutting the site down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i am already trying my very best not to curse and swear during CNY. pple say it's not good luck to argue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;but hey, u expect me to keep quiet when i gana informed of a 35% pay cut just before CNY? &lt;strong&gt;WOW. HOW&lt;/strong&gt; thoughtful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i couldn't even tell my mum the truth else she will insist that we shouldn't go for the family trip and "the rainy day has come". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;thank GOD for giving me a sister that helps to plan ahead and make me start saving for it since last year. else i would never forgive myself for disappointing my old darlings at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i am so "eating grass"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-2341358577073031526?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/2341358577073031526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=2341358577073031526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/2341358577073031526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/2341358577073031526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-is-never-fair.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-6439710050871895782</id><published>2009-01-13T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T13:05:12.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new start</title><content type='html'>2008 came and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a very good year for me... fell down the stairs, failed in my relationship, having issues with my work life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but generally, i ended my year with a fresh beginning countdown at the church. for the first time in life, i actually felt contented without doing the countdown in a club. perhaps it's the age or the focus of my life has changed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when pple ask me what's my new year resolutions, i could really think of many.. but eventually i only want to be myself and be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in life, u gain some &amp;amp; u lose some..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you God for blessing me with good friends and family that stood by me over time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-6439710050871895782?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/6439710050871895782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=6439710050871895782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/6439710050871895782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/6439710050871895782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-start.html' title='a new start'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-4048039744565164996</id><published>2008-12-10T15:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:15:50.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;recently i have been getting the bad vibes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my past came back to haunt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;both of my deep dark secrets that is supposed to be locked were released.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and they are attacking me at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;because of him, i was reminded of the pain and hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;because of them, my head just hurts so much when i see bad flashes of the past as i learn more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;after years. my heart stopped when the car drove past them. it maybe a split second that i saw the looks on their faces...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i will NEVER FORGET. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then i learn something new today. it's like GOD is telling me this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You have to have the bad days to APPRECIATE the GOOD ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-4048039744565164996?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/4048039744565164996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=4048039744565164996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/4048039744565164996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/4048039744565164996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2008/12/recently-i-have-been-getting-bad-vibes.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-3567341104114763106</id><published>2008-11-26T13:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:15:47.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;this is really bad. i mean we all know that the economy crisis has already hit hard.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;and it has arrived at my doorsteps. my client called this morning that they are planning to put the project on shelf till further instructions from their upper management.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;hopefully by later quarter next year.. which means all the hard work for the past few months is only justified after that.. which means my fat bonus is going into the lokangs.. which means i am free till chinese new year unless there's a miracle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;next bad news is my other client is doing their reinstatement job. which means we have a project. but it's the LAST project cox they are closing the regional office in Singapore. And that's my 2nd client winding up their office in Singapore within 3 months.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;and heard news that a friend "volunteer" to leave his job without his bonus else he will be asked to leave for "poor performance".  that poor fellow slogged hard to his current position, trained in US and the only thing he could do is to leave in peace since his renowned Japanese restaurant has already closed the US branch. and news of them closing up more branches in Singapore is already on the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;what else can i say? no matter how bad it is, i have to stay on. regardless. i am so going to endure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-3567341104114763106?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/3567341104114763106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=3567341104114763106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/3567341104114763106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/3567341104114763106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-really-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-5048041842123919607</id><published>2008-11-17T11:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T11:39:35.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SSDj_NPFQhI/AAAAAAAAALU/1Zf2nQbGPqw/s1600-h/1_220925238l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;i am having monday blues.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;had to drag myself to work this morning.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;despite changing like 9876543210 times, i still feel like a buffalo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;my eyes are almost half closed as i type.. the workload has piled up but i am just so watching it rather than doing it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;fact that chele and her hubby are in japan visiting zhu makes me wish that i am on a holiday too.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;maybe i should take a nap in the office and dream for awhile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-5048041842123919607?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/5048041842123919607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=5048041842123919607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/5048041842123919607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/5048041842123919607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-having-monday-blues.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-6672072771484520964</id><published>2008-11-12T16:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:17:04.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uncommon beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;isn't it irony that life can be strong but fragile when shaken (vice versa)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;it's just like you need water to survive but it can also drown you to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i watched a documentary yesterday. i shudder and could hardly sit thru it.. i was going : "oh my god.... arghh... heartache..." throughout the entire show.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;it is about this malaysian lady who was attacked by a jealous admirer who couldn't get her attention. she was a single mother who worked as a night hostress to raise her son. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the sick man attacked her with a chopper slashing her more than 22 times all over her face, head and body. it was just pure smeared blood and flesh everywhere. and yet that animal did not stop. he poured boiling water on her to watch her suffer in cruxifying pain.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the doctors could do almost nothing to save her from rotting away.. the infections were so bad that maggots eating her right eye..her face was multilated beyond how a human could look..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;with barely a 30%  chance of survival, it was a miracle that she managed to go through the ordeal. the journey of recovery was worse than the darkest hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;But she didn't die. She refused to die. This extraordinary woman lives to inspire us, and tell the world,  proudly, in her own words, "I still celebrate the fact that I am alive". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;her life will no longer be the same. just like her face. but she found new courage to not just live, but exploit her misfortune to help others. she gave talks and even wrote a book called: "uncommon beauty"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt; it's so horrifying to even imagine what's she's gone through... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;using the name of love, he tortured and destroy someone that he proclaims he admires.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;for jealousy, he turned himself into a beast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;isn't it irony how one yearns for love but will turn into a monster when not given?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;p/s:  if i am ever murdered, u know who's the main suspect...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-6672072771484520964?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/6672072771484520964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=6672072771484520964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/6672072771484520964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/6672072771484520964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2008/11/uncommon-beauty.html' title='uncommon beauty'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-6618181083767937731</id><published>2008-10-29T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T16:03:37.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when was the last time i update? could hardly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt;.. besides my life is getting so monotonous and i doubt anyone would be keen to find out more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been so called "single" for the past close to 5 months.. was supposed to "see the light" and head for the right direction so that my life would be happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, i dun see that happening.. i seem to be constantly falling into the grey area where i am neither not moving forward nor taking a step back.. i am just STUCK. the feeling is like quicksand. sinking down.  maybe not in a very fast motion but definely sinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't regret making the decision to call it quits because i would probably end up in a worse situation if i didn't voice out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it would have been easier to walk away if the drama is about him abusing me or cheating behind my back. the issue i have is much worse than this! and i really have no idea how to solve it.. to stay or to leave? to try or to give up? so confusing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this feeling.. when can i snap out of this... arghh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-6618181083767937731?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/6618181083767937731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=6618181083767937731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/6618181083767937731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/6618181083767937731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-was-last-time-i-update-could.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-9045290506559818111</id><published>2008-09-02T15:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T16:27:09.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>are you too complacent in what u have?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;you choose to lie instead of expressing your true feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;causing me to sob in silence, tearing my wounds that i was trying to lick to heal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;you protected yourself from getting hurt, not realising that you pierce my heart in the process..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;you wanted me to be fair &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; reminded me of the efforts you put in for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;but were you fair in the efforts that i made for you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;you seem to forget the reasons that caused me to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and now you blame me for walking away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;you took for granted the love and trust i had for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and yet i have a responsibility to remind you to build it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;every moment i think of it, i would never understand how a man that loves you so much is also the same man that cuts u so deeply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-9045290506559818111?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/9045290506559818111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=9045290506559818111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/9045290506559818111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/9045290506559818111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2008/09/are-you-too-complacent-in-what-u-have.html' title='are you too complacent in what u have?'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-2135218402709815803</id><published>2008-08-25T14:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T15:10:49.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this gal has lost her confidence and seek peace in hiding.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she thinks that by hiding in her bed, her world might change for the better. she knows that it is a form of denial and she wish she could snap out of it too. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but at the very least her pillow can bring her the the only comfort that will not fail her, will not bitch behind her, will not mock her. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she choose to walk away not because she doesn't love him anymore. or to look for another greener pasture. she just simply wants to heal the wounds that is so deep that till today it hurts. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she doesn't need sympathy. this old lady just needs time because she's lost and she has to find her answers.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the hurt is deeply than you think..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-2135218402709815803?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/2135218402709815803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=2135218402709815803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/2135218402709815803'/><link rel='self' 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKAupx40TI/AAAAAAAAAIU/yBbb4UZ--Fc/s320/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Sorry for the delay in these pictures.. went for the pre celebration for yangie's bdae dinner at Alexandra Village and after that went for a "chop chop" durian session at 4 season's durian cafe! guess it's was the fastest durian eating session ever cox it started raining and we hardly had any shelter! happy belated bdae again yangie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smile* click* prays to strike toto* smile*click* blows* mission accomplished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKAuo9pEtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/3IO_6S6PJYw/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKAuo9pEtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/3IO_6S6PJYw/s320/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couples in da house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKAue2OU2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/ydIksT-EcFE/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKAue2OU2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/ydIksT-EcFE/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKAuRO1OjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/61Y5j3TKesM/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKAuRO1OjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/61Y5j3TKesM/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-9041943083357297861?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/9041943083357297861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=9041943083357297861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/9041943083357297861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/9041943083357297861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2008/08/yangie-bdae.html' title='Yangie bdae'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKAupx40TI/AAAAAAAAAIU/yBbb4UZ--Fc/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-4879219335374067693</id><published>2008-08-13T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T16:18:19.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;after dinner bdae boy suggest that we eat durians for dessert! Nobody says NO to bdae boy so off from AV to still road 4 seasons durian cafe! there was like 20 of us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all separated into different cars as it starts to drizzle on the way. i was like the last few to arrive in kev's car and by the time i reached it was erm... POURING!!!! that tiny lill shelter can hardly contain all of us! nevertheless, it can not stop us from feasting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKBYq-GHpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/0Rvka-8SoN4/s1600-h/DSC01231.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKBYq-GHpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/0Rvka-8SoN4/s320/DSC01231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKBZPRXubI/AAAAAAAAAI8/loeTDlTgk7s/s1600-h/DSC01235.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKBZPRXubI/AAAAAAAAAI8/loeTDlTgk7s/s320/DSC01235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKBYxeDcuI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ZaoEUjTQejk/s1600-h/DSC01232.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKBYxeDcuI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ZaoEUjTQejk/s320/DSC01232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKBZEXsOcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ja3c8Ftrk6k/s1600-h/DSC01233.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKBZEXsOcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ja3c8Ftrk6k/s320/DSC01233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught in the act! sam&gt; u should sell lu lian instead of bah kwa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKD7QD3BtI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mCwPPGoLEVo/s1600-h/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233890770904614610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKD7QD3BtI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mCwPPGoLEVo/s400/collage5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are the gluttons? caught!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKD7VeBCDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/nHkATy9_nsw/s1600-h/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233890772356499506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKD7VeBCDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/nHkATy9_nsw/s400/collage4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-4879219335374067693?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/4879219335374067693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=4879219335374067693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/4879219335374067693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/4879219335374067693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKBYq-GHpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/0Rvka-8SoN4/s72-c/DSC01231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-5456805148862674699</id><published>2008-08-13T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T16:21:16.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKCe6YI7cI/AAAAAAAAAJE/RsQhkt7elQQ/s1600-h/DSC01237.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKCe6YI7cI/AAAAAAAAAJE/RsQhkt7elQQ/s320/DSC01237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See! first take by Tk shows that yangie umbrella is only sheltering himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKCe9xHyCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Xhs50HkujNI/s1600-h/DSC01238.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SKKCe9xHyCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Xhs50HkujNI/s320/DSC01238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much complain, yangie switches the umbrella to my side! hahaha u can stand under my umbrella, u can stand under my umbrella, ella, ella, ella, eh eh eh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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home keys and my office keys are bundled together.. so when my dad opens the door for me when i go home in the night, i safely assumed that it's in my bag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked my dad. got scolding. asked my mum. got another scolding. searched dom's car. nothing. searched kev's car. also nothing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite recalling where it is and searching for it high and low, i just can't find it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes the harder u try looking for something, u can be sure you won't see it even if it's right in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have duplicate an entire new set. and now hopefully i can get the same key tag again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-5036263006165062584?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-5421664374326967310</id><published>2008-08-05T12:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T13:33:40.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my time seems to zoom pass me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many things to do and yet i just simply wana drop everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there will be times when i feel that i am just following the crowd and moving on with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other times i will just snap back to reality and start to hang out with friends and pretend my life is normal as usual. let's recap what i did recently (in no particular order) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;went singing with beng and jaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;celebrated mitch's bdae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;saw the sunrise in east coast with kev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;helped beng choose bdae present for dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;be a volunteer for a charity walk at fort canning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;went butterfactory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;did a new pair of glasses cox my eyesight is getting from bad to worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;had a potluck at cuzzie erik's place- "durian tiramisu" was rated not too bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;burger party at kev's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Jas and TK's bdae dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;mj session or was it sessions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;doing my auntie hubber stunts at watson's mega sales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"match making" session at karaoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;thai disco (yes, i dun believe it either)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"strip" so that i can remeber the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sing fest at fort canning (special thanks to jason for making it happen!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my memory is slowly lapsing into the recycle bin where i can hardly remeber what i did for these weekends. it took me a very long time to stare at the calendar and recall the list above. and they are jumbled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;collection of altered dress (gathering dust at the shop for months)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;shopping for gifts that were long overdue..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;yangie's bdae dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;boat trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kelong "strictly no man" party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;eyelashes perming/ brows trimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Flashing of "Qimong" / IPL underarm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;cleaning of room (which is like a legend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;bladding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;connections with GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;celebrating National day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;girls night out for return of ice queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;more match making sessions and hopefully no more thai disco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;despite all these, i feel kinda empty. and i know i haven't been there when u need me the most.. i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time i've seen u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time i spoke with my heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time i can type freely and express myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun remeber. which is why i say i am a lousy friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do know that having a blog and not being able to pour my frustrations freely is a horrible thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-8094465408650788560</id><published>2008-07-24T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T18:48:14.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i can't take it anymore. i can feel that my behaviour is getting weirder by the day. i freak out at every tiny lill thing that happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i dun understand wat is wrong with me. i just wana tuck into a corner of my bed and pretend i dun exist. i no longer picks up calls.. i believe this is the start of my freak out days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i freak out when i was at his house the other night. he fell asleep at the sofa and i was just staring at him. the familiar sight was just unbelievable pain to me.. i could hardly breathe and ended up sleeping in bed sobbing in slient. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i felt a fear in my heart. it felt like being in a place that you are so used to but yet feel like a stranger.. i realised it's has nothing to do with him. it's just me who can't deal my own emotions anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i could no longer grasp what's in front of me. it's like a child that wouldn't dare to step near to the edge of the pool once almost drowned before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;everything just seems so overwhelming. and yet the only thing i could do is just be vulnerable and fall into pieces..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;if it's not for all of you that held me close when i fall, i would probably be worse than now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;if it's not for him who gave me patience all these while, i might not even be able to stand up anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;if there's no love, there would be no hurt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-8094465408650788560?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/8094465408650788560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=8094465408650788560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/8094465408650788560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/8094465408650788560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-cant-take-it-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-6673994963379214768</id><published>2008-07-09T16:38:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:59:21.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happily ever after</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SHcFQ82AJdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cYvFBLYE4GY/s1600-h/thumbnailCA0LUQGM.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SHb8zGavjgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/QayaFdaQ-pI/s1600-h/thumbnailCA9J1UAI.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221638772808977922" style="WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="165" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SHb8zGavjgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/QayaFdaQ-pI/s320/thumbnailCA9J1UAI.jpg" width="343" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;do u believe in fairy tales? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SHb-1fveALI/AAAAAAAAAHk/lYt0enhZrjY/s1600-h/thumbnailCAZ1DSWL.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221641012989788338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SHb-1fveALI/AAAAAAAAAHk/lYt0enhZrjY/s320/thumbnailCAZ1DSWL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the "lived happily ever after" couple? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the knight that will rescue the princess from the horrible dragon that eats everything? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the magic true love kiss that transform the frog into a prince? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;that wakes the sleeping beauty from the deep sleep? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;that turns the beast into the handsome prince? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SHb8ypgqkfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1-wojVaoXYE/s1600-h/thumbnail+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221638765049188850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SHb8ypgqkfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1-wojVaoXYE/s320/thumbnail+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i used to day dream that i get to be that princess who just got lucky and falls for a man..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who will do nothing but protect the princess and see her as the only important woman in his life. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that he would fend off all nasty monsters that bullies her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;would kiss her passionately while holding her in his arms tightly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;would cherish and love her till "happily ever after". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SHb8y2tZ-wI/AAAAAAAAAHM/coIKD40LeVo/s1600-h/thumbnailCAF1CK8X.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221638768592288514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SHb8y2tZ-wI/AAAAAAAAAHM/coIKD40LeVo/s320/thumbnailCAF1CK8X.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know i am not the prettiest, the hottest, the smartest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SHb-1IYwkSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/LpQLf0fZOD0/s1600-h/thumbnailCADR6NYJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221641006720520482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SHb-1IYwkSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/LpQLf0fZOD0/s320/thumbnailCADR6NYJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;but i wished to be loved the way every woman desired. that her man would only see her in his eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and let her know that she is more important than anything else in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that you can feel that he really wants u when he hugs and kiss you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SHb5GbE9ZyI/AAAAAAAAAG0/pSQGwhtgyi8/s1600-h/LARGECAXWNA8A.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221634706725758754" style="WIDTH: 103px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" height="148" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SHb5GbE9ZyI/AAAAAAAAAG0/pSQGwhtgyi8/s320/LARGECAXWNA8A.jpg" width="123" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SHb3NCC9gDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/C-J3YF50Ddk/s1600-h/S.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be it rich or poor,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;good looking or ugly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;fat or skinny,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;an ogre or a prince, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SHb3NCC9gDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/C-J3YF50Ddk/s1600-h/S.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221632621242318898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SHb3NCC9gDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/C-J3YF50Ddk/s320/S.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he just need to be the knight in my heart..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SHcAs9yJxaI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6lTfYVw8V-M/s1600-h/thumbnailCASR1J52.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221643065458541986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SHcAs9yJxaI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6lTfYVw8V-M/s320/thumbnailCASR1J52.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meantime, i shall be in the fortress waiting for the right one to lift the curse off me and rub the magic love dust so that i can live happily ever after too.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-6673994963379214768?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' 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so f*cked when i forgot to buy medication for my mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i felt so f*cked when i didn't go church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i felt so f*cked when my grandma couldn't recognised me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i felt so f*cked when i should have clean my room but i choose to hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;didn't really feel like going to work but didn't have a choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;didn't feel like doing anything but hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i slept till my head hurts more than my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;where is my rainbow after the rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-2849825350927228147?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/2849825350927228147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=2849825350927228147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/2849825350927228147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/2849825350927228147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2008/06/there-are-times-when-u-feel-down-and.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-7041422131898801924</id><published>2008-06-24T18:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:59:23.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding party at rochester park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDLV7JRpEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/i4Db5T--r8Q/s1600-h/DSC00983.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215391946009322562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDLV7JRpEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/i4Db5T--r8Q/s320/DSC00983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; Round 2 of wedding celebration: Rochester Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely place with plenty of food and wine.&lt;br /&gt;at least not a typical banquet where it's more relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he even got polarid cameras to keep the guest entertained while waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was told to reach early so that i could help out at the reception again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they apparently didn't need my help cox the reception was over flow with helpers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chele was late as usual and didn't make her appearance till food was served!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i tot maybe i could start eating coz i was starving!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but dinner wasn't served till late.. just like a typical banquet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while waiting, the nice waiteress keep offering me drinks... and more drinks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had almost a bottle of white on my own before dinner was served!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDMl0QOtqI/AAAAAAAAAGM/45Kp7ELA3Ws/s1600-h/DSC00979.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215393318548977314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDMl0QOtqI/AAAAAAAAAGM/45Kp7ELA3Ws/s320/DSC00979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My elder sis and bro in law. small fart didn't tag along cox it was an "adult affair"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDKZHF9S9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/IMyC2GikYG8/s1600-h/DSC00986.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215390901244611538" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px" height="207" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDKZHF9S9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/IMyC2GikYG8/s320/DSC00986.JPG" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to tag along when my cuzie erik goes clubbing with his friends. and that's how my bro in law got to know my sis too. hehehe. after 8 years before i get to see them again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDKZTiGbtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/bXhgccaLM8E/s1600-h/DSC00987.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215390904583876306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDKZTiGbtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/bXhgccaLM8E/s320/DSC00987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George. one of the brothers that used to "take care" of me. my godma's god son. hhmmm.. that makes him my god bro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDMlonH0CI/AAAAAAAAAGE/k_22P_4pElE/s1600-h/DSC01002.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215393315423768610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDMlonH0CI/AAAAAAAAAGE/k_22P_4pElE/s320/DSC01002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chele and her beau. going to be the new member in our family on 27th Dec. and he knows i will be guarding the gate so he's extremly nice to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDI21CiqaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/cXJXJ1_kdSY/s1600-h/DSC01004.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215389212771264930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDI21CiqaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/cXJXJ1_kdSY/s320/DSC01004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; Typical pose with my favourite female cuzie chele! the one that speaks in japanese when she's drunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDI3aZjyRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/4mfIpA8KQRY/s1600-h/DSC00992.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215389222799919378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDI3aZjyRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/4mfIpA8KQRY/s320/DSC00992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; Erik's mum aka my "godma". alot of pple says that i looked like her more than my mum. and for her age, her figure is to kill!. and she swears by YOGA! i doubt i can do yoga but i am pretty sure she is what i wana be when i grow older!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDIfmKNEtI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0e_JGYyGUiU/s1600-h/DSC00993.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215388813639881426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDIfmKNEtI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0e_JGYyGUiU/s320/DSC00993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215388253787232114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDH_Ai7l3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/hL8GgsskpB0/s320/DSC00980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDIfwYjYYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/aHXRKh4BXko/s1600-h/DSC01017.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215388816384418178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDIfwYjYYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/aHXRKh4BXko/s320/DSC01017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;shh..... no freaky japanese when u are drunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDH-8xfJ-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/BXH9oJJmUPY/s1600-h/DSC01030.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215388252774541282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDH-8xfJ-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/BXH9oJJmUPY/s320/DSC01030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; long live cuzzies forever!! *if only zippy is here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-7041422131898801924?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SGDLV7JRpEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/i4Db5T--r8Q/s72-c/DSC00983.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-9066575049171714697</id><published>2008-06-23T13:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:59:24.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding on friday the 13th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SF8ukrIzEvI/AAAAAAAAADM/qc1aHhMysYo/s1600-h/DSC01011.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214938101108118258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SF8ukrIzEvI/AAAAAAAAADM/qc1aHhMysYo/s320/DSC01011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;introducing my favourite male and female cuzzies: Michele and Erik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one is younger by 2 years (though my grandma insist she is older..hahaha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one is older by 1 year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOTH are getting married this year.... more like one had already started his tan tan life..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;attended Erik's wedding on 13th June 2008 (friday the 13th!!!) &amp;amp; 14th June 2008. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes he had like 2 days of celebration with the typical chinese banquet on 13th and a friends party on 14th. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i guess he would rather choose to have more fun with his friends and colleagues separately and yet pacify the parents with the banquet for the family and relatives. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me, being the relative and the hip cuzzie was invited for both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks to erik, who insist that his banquet comes with a "shanghai night" theme. and for the sake of my favourite male cuzie, i went to the extreme of going for a "makeover" to suit the theme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the not completed spize girls (from left: michele, apes, celindra and zippy)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214942614788469538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SF8yrZ6DcyI/AAAAAAAAADc/xu2JD0SzeM0/s320/DSC00964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;different pple just have different looks when wearing cheongsam. ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chele freaking look like some chun li waitress and i look like those 1960s shanghai mamasan/ songstress! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but my elder sis apparently still looking younger and hot mama of one! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it would have been completed if zippy had wore a cheongsam which she insist that rather not else she would like a "jin gang" barbie..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chele's wedding coming up on 27th Dec.. No themes please!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214955247721824194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SF8-KvQEv8I/AAAAAAAAAEc/k6c6nkImU4A/s320/DSC00962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214947109557878210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="160" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SF82xCOlvcI/AAAAAAAAADs/yLzcp61KJk8/s320/DSC00972.JPG" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214942610284371026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SF8yrJIMXFI/AAAAAAAAADU/6TQ8jHDaHUg/s320/DSC00974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chele was trying her luck to get some fluffy fans to do some gimmicks just for erik. she touched down on the actual day and went over to chinatown to search high and low for it! in the end she managed to get 4 red fans with the words xi on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 red fans from chinatown: $20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;summons for double yellow line in barely 10 mins for these fans: $50 (ahahaha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;efforts made for this wedding: priceless!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214950256191482450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SF85oMWgKlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/by1FpHfBIts/s320/n730508371_663488_8836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the new tans tans: it takes alot to be walking hand in hand for the rest of your lives.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so better treat her like u never before and dun take her for granted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or ma ma will punch u again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May God bless you both with a blissful and happy marriage.. welcome to our family biao sao!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214950254702352290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SF85oGzd16I/AAAAAAAAAEU/x0XpaPHPc3E/s320/n730508371_663412_5145.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-9066575049171714697?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/9066575049171714697/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-4862429510826263762</id><published>2008-06-12T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T17:26:33.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i choose to walk away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;from a step to marriage to a path that i decided that i would like to walk on my own for a while. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not because that he is not good enough for me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he has never failed to make me laugh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he has never stopped loving me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's just me who has changed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perhaps i didn't have enough faith.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perhaps i didn't have enough hope.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perhaps i didn't have enough love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perhaps i didn't have the courage and the strength to walk thru it cox i was hurt along the way and the wound is too deep to recover for now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perhaps my heart has closed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perhaps my heart has changed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-4862429510826263762?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/4862429510826263762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=4862429510826263762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/4862429510826263762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/4862429510826263762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2008/06/maybe.html' title='maybe'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-2793418564960537875</id><published>2008-06-09T12:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T13:05:48.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES IT HURTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i supposed this blog will suddenly become the "most visited" blog because of what happen to us recently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;to the rest of the pple who' s asking: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;YES. i am taking a break from my current relationship with my bf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;YES we are facing issues here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;YES it hurts alot for the both of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;So please stop asking him. let him have a peace of mind. when he is ready to talk, he will approach you and pour out his feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And beng. the poor fellow has to take care of both side plus pple trying to get the full story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;there was no blame in any of the above. between kev and me, we are grateful that there are so many pple who are concern. it means that we have been popular and well- loved. but please give him the space and continue to shower him with the love and care u guys have. be there for him. dun be there cox u want to hear stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my younger sis told me this and i find it meaningful:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Search for serenity to accept the things we cannot change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;seek the courage to change the things that we can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;find the wisdom to know the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;faith, hope and love is what that will keep us strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-2793418564960537875?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/2793418564960537875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>have you ever?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Have you ever loved somebody so much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It makes you cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever needed something so hard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can't sleep at night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have ever tried to find the words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But they don't come out right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever, Have you ever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever been in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been in love so bad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'd do anything to make them understand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever had someone steal your heart away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'd give anything to make them feel the same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever searched for words to get you in their heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But you don't know what to say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you don't know where to start&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat *]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever found the one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've dreamed of all your life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'd do anything to look into their eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you finally found the one you've given your heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Only to find that one won't give their heart to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever closed your eyes and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dreamed that they were there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And all you can do is wait for that day when they will care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do I gotta do to get you in my arms baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do I gotta do to get your heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To make you understand how I need you next to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gotta get you in my world'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coz baby I can't sleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-694617863886853864?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-8220796598040402937</id><published>2008-05-20T16:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:18:38.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;haven't been in the best of moods recently... i feel so lost and confused at this point in my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;alot happen recently... things just dun seems to be going on smoothly.. and my life just go tipsy turvy specially after my bdae.. guess the age has slapped me in the face with alot of truth:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;where am i heading to in terms of career? isn't time for me to upgrade myself before i get too complacent? he is already making it pretty obvious that he will drop me like a hot potato the minute i can't commit to his requirements... so what if i am promised a profit sharing? as long as i dun see it in black and white it's as good as a dream....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;where are my directions in my love life? i dun deny that i am facing issues with my relationship. and the thing is i dun have an answer after 4 1/2 years... i can't seem to find a reason to convince myself that i am ready to continue. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;am i just being negative? or am i just too tired to try out anymore? is my heart dead? in the beginning i felt the energy sucked away from me, making me so empty... from laugh ing to crying out loud... why do i feel nothing now but weak and numb?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;am i running away from reality and hiding instead of facing it? why am i such a coward to face it? am i really a failure? perhaps too much disappointments and too many questions that i can never answer makes me so drained that i just wana hide and hope the bad things will go away... though i know it will never happen......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;i feel helpless... i could do nothing but watch.. it's like sand slipping through my hands... no matter how i grasp it just keep falling....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;i think i need professional help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-8220796598040402937?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/8220796598040402937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=8220796598040402937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/8220796598040402937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/8220796598040402937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2008/05/havent-been-in-best-of-moods-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-119878780969434890</id><published>2008-04-24T17:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:59:25.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>would you like it if it's you in the cage?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SBgGTy4xmOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9xM5_C9x2VI/s1600-h/bear+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194909107319052514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SBgGTy4xmOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9xM5_C9x2VI/s320/bear+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was watching a tv programme that day.. it made me realised that there might be inconsiderate pple around and GOD created beautiful pple to balance the ugly act of the society..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's about this Architect that could have easily earn thousands each month but chose to take time off to work on the homes of the poor moon bears that had been saved from bear farms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these bears were locked up in a super duper small cages for ages.. can u imagine being cooped up in a cage smaller than a cabinet for 20 years of your life? they are kept there with injuries as pple poaching them for their bile are considered legal!!! . in order to prevent attacked by the bears claws, these heartless mankind actually cut off the bears's fingers so they dun have to trim the nails frequently.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194909227578136818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SBgGay4xmPI/AAAAAAAAAC8/T1oaP0je8s0/s320/bear+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;majority of these bears that were rescued ended up in either dead or mentality issues. when the bear keeps moving to and fro in small steps, it's is as if he is doing a lovely dance. but the truth is he is still in the illusion that he is still stuck in the hell's cage and he needs to move in this manner so he knows he is still alive.. i couldn't help but cry as my heart crings when i saw the clip.. in the bears graveyard, these bears were given lovely names and a proper burial.. a name and date to remeber them as being individuals rather than just nothing but a product that pple make use of and kill it after that.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194909107319052498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SBgGTy4xmNI/AAAAAAAAACs/Jr3UetBz3dY/s320/bear4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could pple be so inhuman to do things like that? they may not be human but they are animals that deserve a chance to live their life too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spread the love and GOD bless those poor souls...may they rest in peace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;log on to : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.animalasia.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.animalasia.org&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; to read more on it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-119878780969434890?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/119878780969434890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=119878780969434890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/119878780969434890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/119878780969434890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2008/04/would-you-like-it-if-its-you-in-cage.html' title='would you like it if it&apos;s you in the cage?'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/SBgGTy4xmOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9xM5_C9x2VI/s72-c/bear+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-3869265183330222654</id><published>2008-03-29T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T15:14:09.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ten years</title><content type='html'>it's been ten years since he's gone..when erik called me in the morning, i trembled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't decide if i should go.. i felt the pain in the heart even after ten years..&lt;br /&gt;the memories, good and bad... started to flood my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, there were many first times with him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first time drinking coffee and grew to love it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first time going to the field and catch grasshoppers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first time to fix a jigsaw puzzle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first time to learn how to play chinese chess and those marble games..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was my handyman who could fix anything in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was my favourite part of every weekend cox i knew he was waiting for me diligently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was my teacher who taught me about life.. the good and the BAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was my joy but yet the one who brought the darkest secret and pain in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was the one who made me realised that the closest to you is also the one that can hurt you the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved him but hate him to the core for changing my life totally, making me into a person with split personality....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot i would have let go after he passed away... at least that was what i whispered to myself at his deathbed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot i have forgiven him for the hurt he has given me since i grew to be sensible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't face him at all today.. i couldn't... i felt all the hurt and pain coming back after twenty years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hit me very badly that THE PAST, no matter how well u hide it... no matter how deep you stash it away in your heart, it will always have the ability to come back and haunt you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from 8 years old to 18 years old to the turning of 28 years old..... it's ten years of torment, ten years of missing him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am trying.. really trying not to be affect at all.. GOD give me strength and let me learn to love but not hate for afterall, IT'S over since he passed away.... but the mental torture will come nak haunting you once in a while....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-3869265183330222654?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/3869265183330222654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=3869265183330222654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/3869265183330222654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/3869265183330222654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2008/03/ten-years.html' title='ten years'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-2722812996389778577</id><published>2008-02-27T13:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:59:26.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear lord,&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171533851467623922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/R8T6o1CirfI/AAAAAAAAACc/j5N-L7kgDOo/s320/pretty_angel(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;would like to repent for my sins. i ate too much junk, drank too much wine and did too lill work. worse of all, i gamble alot! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i nuah and nuah and refused to wake up to my senses..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171533855762591234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/R8T6pFCirgI/AAAAAAAAACk/fegPpVNrLpY/s320/Cachorro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can't help but ask myself what i have done to deserve love from you. i did no good thru out and yet u choose to stick by my side. thank you for staying at my side regardless how lousy a person i am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you and will learn to be a better person...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-2722812996389778577?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/2722812996389778577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=2722812996389778577' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/2722812996389778577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/2722812996389778577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2008/02/dear-lord-would-like-to-repent-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/R8T6o1CirfI/AAAAAAAAACc/j5N-L7kgDOo/s72-c/pretty_angel(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-4868630686128765327</id><published>2007-12-26T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:59:26.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the ah tor queen emerges again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/R3IaOHI56cI/AAAAAAAAACU/C-YwjNh3w5g/s1600-h/drunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148206153774787010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="146" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/R3IaOHI56cI/AAAAAAAAACU/C-YwjNh3w5g/s320/drunk.jpg" width="141" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am such a horrible person. i did it again. (*looks guilty*) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;the year before last was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ivan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;last year were&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Gary &amp;amp; David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;this year is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yang, Hanny and BF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM REALLY SORRY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;not only did i make a scene, i cried like a baby too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i felt very emotional.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe it's because 9 years ago, i caused my best friend to be paralyzed on a Christmas Eve.the fact that i can drink and party while he sits on a wheelchair forever made me crappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Maybe the fact that my company is splitting up and it will be the last time i give my boss2 his christmas gift. After all, i worked with him for at least 6 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Maybe i felt that i was taken granted by someone and it affects me alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Maybe i have been too tied up with work that dun have time to do many things.. turning alot of outings down but yet pple are forgiving..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i neglect alot of love ones around me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;like my family who dun even get to see me during this period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the only time i have with my mum is to watch her sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;like my bitches who will give me time just to hear me nag and cry while i couldn't even afford to be there when they need me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i never knew i was so AFRAID of losing our friendship. but i know that our friendship IS STRONG.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;like my darling bro who would do anything but forsake me even though i threw my tantrums at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;like all my other friends who still send me greetings sms despite me giving them the "kite" treatment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;like the rest of the world who chooses to forgive this clumsy gal even though she pisses pple off for the wrong reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas is about forgiving, giving and sharing."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for being there for me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank you for forgiving me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank you for giving and sharing your love &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i may not be the best friend you can find, but i know u are the best gift i receive from God. Merry Christmas to all who's reading. amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-4868630686128765327?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/4868630686128765327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=4868630686128765327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/4868630686128765327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/4868630686128765327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2007/12/ah-tor-queen-emerges-again.html' title='the ah tor queen emerges again..'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/R3IaOHI56cI/AAAAAAAAACU/C-YwjNh3w5g/s72-c/drunk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-292732102668373084</id><published>2007-11-30T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T18:18:51.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat's for christmas this year?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;barely a wink and Christmas will be here soon! this year somehow seems to creep away really fast... from the beginning of the year till now, here are some "highlights" (in no particular order) in my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;major shifting in work which means NO BONUS this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;attempt to opt the easy way out by buying 4D and end up spending $289.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;lovely celebration for my bdae in Bali wif the girls in advance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;a major decision to SHAVE my head in the name of charity (plenty of thanks once again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;massive renovation activity for bf's house which some decisions get to be a "WE" instead of a "I"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;finally got a chance to fly my parents to china&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;officially a mahjong addict&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;on going events and work just seems to keep me from festive seasons. i just hand over 2 job sites last week and one more to go this weekend. then i have to start another 3-4 more immediately. boss is running 3 himself. my weekdays and weekends are almost burned up with no scores of buying ANY presents for anyone yet... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i just feel so lost this year. nothing prepared with loads on my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like my boss says: "the only break for our industry is probably only Chinese New Year"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-292732102668373084?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/292732102668373084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=292732102668373084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/292732102668373084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/292732102668373084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2007/11/barely-wink-and-christmas-will-be-here.html' title='wat&apos;s for christmas this year?'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-4346322545913280954</id><published>2007-11-22T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T19:26:59.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life can be cruel when u least expect it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am feeling very down today. i dun know why.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i felt that my world is falling down right in front of my eyes... in a slow motion manner and yet i can't seem to reach the ends of it to push it up..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there are times when things dun get your way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; when u feel that u have been taken for a ride.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; when u have been taken for granted even by the closest person in your life. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when u learnt that what u have been taught all these years from the day u were a baby is not preach the way it is. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cried after such a long time. from sobbing to silent tears that slid across my cheeks..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cox there was a piercing pain in my heart that i wonder if how long it would take to recover....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-4346322545913280954?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/4346322545913280954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=4346322545913280954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/4346322545913280954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/4346322545913280954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2007/11/life-can-be-cruel-when-u-least-expect.html' title='life can be cruel when u least expect it.'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-2494583376920341224</id><published>2007-11-05T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T14:04:52.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am not a good friend.. are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Didn't realised you updated your blog again after so long.. i tot you shut it down. it was just pure coincidence that i went in again to read your blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;it hit me hard to know that u have left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but why did you not tell us the truth when i ask you?why did you pretend that nothing happen and not share it with me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i agree it is not that big an issue to kick up a big fuss about it. there wasn't anger but disappointment.. just loads of question marks in my head popping..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;am i not doing my part as a friend? perhaps i didn't show enough concern for you to shun me away. maybe i should have make an effort to speak to you more often so there's no chance for you to drift.. i tot we have cleared the air the previous time and we promised to be truthful about our feelings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i am wondering out loud if i've done enough to know your life.. if i am a good friend to you. i have to admit i am not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but are you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-2494583376920341224?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/2494583376920341224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=2494583376920341224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/2494583376920341224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/2494583376920341224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-kind-of-friend-are-you.html' title='i am not a good friend.. are you?'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-6350181330891387431</id><published>2007-11-02T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T17:22:25.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bingo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;been quite a while since i last blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;busy with loads of stuff! birthday celebrations, work, mj and spending tme with gfs and bfs etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my boss is flying off to aussie as i am typing my post. he will be gone for a week and when he comes back it would be my turn! amazingly how we can run site this way but hey, we are a team! he's been sweet enough to let me rest for my flu while he manages everything else even though he's sick too. i felt damn guilty that i get to rest while he doesn't.. but that makes me appreciated him more and work harder for him.. hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;really hoping that the shanghai trip gives me time off to shop. and tonight will be the night my darling friends will "sponsor" some of the expenses thru mj. hehe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: i strike 4D 2 weeks in a row! but hey, dun even consider asking a treat cox i bought i bet and won only 6 bucks nia.. hardly enough to cover my losses. *apes keeps fingers crossed* hope this winning luck follows me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-6350181330891387431?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/6350181330891387431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=6350181330891387431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/6350181330891387431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/6350181330891387431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2007/11/bingo.html' title='bingo!'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-6675161617134766219</id><published>2007-09-12T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:59:26.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday ah pa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/Rudt-fsjYEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JXAnZGJ5iAE/s1600-h/060817+(28).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109173222702800962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/Rudt-fsjYEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JXAnZGJ5iAE/s320/060817+(28).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Today is the day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;my darling "ah pa" turns 69. WOW. i dun think he's that old but last heard some rumors that he anyhow "bom" his age many years back so that he can be old enough to work and be an adult to smoke while he's underage. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;this year would also be my mummy's 60th birthday. and the amazing part? their marriage will turn 30 on 26th November (which is my mum's bdae!) guess they got married on her bdae so that he can remember. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i have decided that this year i shall NOT give any presents to them. i will bring them over for a holiday instead. probably China or Taiwan whichever that i can afford. truthfully, these two precious are happily retired and taking care of my nephew. i think they deserve a holiday away from that lill creature. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i dun come from a rich family and have earn my savings frm scrimping. i may not be the best daughter but i give my fair bit to the family. it took me a long time before i can realised their dreams of travelling. and that i feel is the least i can do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AH PA! MAY  YOU STAY HANDSOME ALWAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-6675161617134766219?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/6675161617134766219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=6675161617134766219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/6675161617134766219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/6675161617134766219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-ah-pa.html' title='Happy birthday ah pa!'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/Rudt-fsjYEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JXAnZGJ5iAE/s72-c/060817+(28).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-6030932597534444117</id><published>2007-09-10T13:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T13:26:14.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am i feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='290' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/pl/-AVdgQMW3g/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='290' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/pl/-AVdgQMW3g/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;monday blues...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-6030932597534444117?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/6030932597534444117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=6030932597534444117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/6030932597534444117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/6030932597534444117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-i-feel.html' title='i am i feel'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-1221179850316337177</id><published>2007-08-28T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:59:26.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>latest update?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;been really busy.. went for a holiday and till now my luggage is still lying around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;very soon i will be swimming across my clothes in my room again..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;there are plenty of updates but i am just simply too lazy to do it.heheh so here are some "highlights" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;i was stuck in the hotel toilet for half a hour due to a lousy lock. during my holidays.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;i return back to singapore realising that pple were waiting for me to gossip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;i had a lovely dinner with bf's family at fish market in hillcrest, courtesy of uncle Randy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;my boss has agreed to donate dollar for dollar for the Children Cancer Foundation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;i am missing my gfs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"Show Luo is coming to town in Sept!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;i need retail therapy.. badly! Robinson and CK Tang having sales!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;my Sis bdae is on 8 Sept and my dad 12th Sept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;My BF 's bdae is on 29th Aug, this wed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103603206972635586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RtOkE6Il-cI/AAAAAAAAAB0/eX1dLU_L7HY/s320/love-amour.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;                                                         Happy bdae baba pumpkins  !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2007/08/latest-update.html' title='latest update?'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RtOkE6Il-cI/AAAAAAAAAB0/eX1dLU_L7HY/s72-c/love-amour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-8318136526806403722</id><published>2007-07-20T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:59:27.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Rambutan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;as to date, it's been &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; days since i shaved my head.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089148111360833154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RqBJPmsDNoI/AAAAAAAAABs/nZ9J9veN2W0/s320/dj_baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;just 20 days and i am beginning to feel the aftermath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not that i regret shaving my head, i never will.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt; but it's the growing part that can be pretty frustrating. i am at the stage where it's neither long nor short. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;option 1: wear a cap/ hat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i comb thru the departmental stores and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;NONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of it fits! i was soo desperate that i had to resort to the kid's department! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;option 2: wear a scarf.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i tot i could slepp later since i can wash my hair like really fast. then i realised i have to wake up earlier so that i can do a proper job tying the bloody scarf in my head...then u need to spend tons of dough to buy them.i need to have more scarves so pple dun feel that i never change my head gear. then i can't seem to find a "fashionable" one that can save me from pple asking &lt;strong&gt;my race.&lt;/strong&gt; @#$^&amp;$*@&amp;amp;&amp;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;option 3: dun wear anything ( i mean my head!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;with this new &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"mini rambutan"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; look, i feel like a recruit that is wearing office gear instead of my army uniform. on top of that, i am afraid pple mistaken me as one of the "con nuns" that cheats money. and to top it up, i have friends commenting that i looked like Bai Ling! @#^&amp;amp;^%(#%%####!! please.. it is not a compliment!! would u like it if pple think u look like William Hung?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Option 4: wear a wig.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;the so called best solution. just lup on the head and go. but it might also be the most stupid thing to do. just imagine going clubbing. it's crowded. then somebody knock into you and your wig drops. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;or u are dancing seductively and u swing too hard and the mop drops onto someone's lap?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089148107065865842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RqBJPWsDNnI/AAAAAAAAABk/S6ZnRFQoPCY/s320/Coisa_Linda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gosh,somebody give me a solution...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-8318136526806403722?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' 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i made to join the shavees for a lill contribution back to the society.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082870117436953714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="228" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/Ron7cQ1HFHI/AAAAAAAAABE/Q9mYA9h4oPY/s320/HFH.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;while waiting for my turn to go on stage, the host told all of us to wave at the camera because it would be shown to a young boy that has cancer but unable to attend the event. he needs plenty of encouragement and would be a nice gesture to let him know there are so many pple who would donate for him. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**since i was a kid, i have always been known as a "hum bao" (one who cried easily)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for pple who know me well enough would know :&lt;br /&gt;when watching charity show on tv- cried.&lt;br /&gt;when watching touching drama- cried.&lt;br /&gt;bf did a bdae surprise for me last year- cried.**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So my eyes were already rimming with tears when i was waving at the camera. i knew i couldn't pass the emotional test at all. i just find it amazing and overwhelming at that touching scene. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;needless to say, i cried on the stage while shaving and embarass myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But i still wana say a very big thank you to:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my family who has been very supportive of my sis and me. including my brave younger sis that shaved too!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082870121731921026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/Ron7cg1HFII/AAAAAAAAABM/YuP_aI9Qi8E/s320/01-07-07_2225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She attempt to do a baby shrek! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;auntie linda who came all the way with Chele's blessings of $100&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gee for being the first one to reach and waited just to give me a nice huggie support&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083244406656930978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RotP2w1HFKI/AAAAAAAAABc/7_HCwENyG6w/s320/DSC00251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tk and jason for turning up right at my eyes when i sat down to shave and made me teared even more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jaz, mitch, beng,gary for rushing down despite being high and just a couple hours of sleep. mussle rushed down even he had family issues to resolve. seeing them made me felt good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pple who send sms to encourage me even though they couldn't make it. *yes, yang u are one of them.* =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my precious darling who doen't have enough sleep, still on a high and drove me all the way down. who send out massive emails and sms to get the whole world to donate for me. who would never fail to remind me that he would loved me whether i have hair or not. his family that helps to spread the words that turns into donations. *how not to love him?*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pple like beng and jason who have been protective of me online when others think it's a ridculous thing to do. *specially raj that wanted to "tio" just for me .. so sweet! *gasp, i feel like crying again...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All that donated whether it is $1 or $1000, your generous heart is beautiful! too many names to mention&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my bosses for willing to accept the fact that i would be going to site hairless for a long period of time. who is planning to match dollar for dollar for all the donations i collected! *clap clap!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everyone else that helped to spread the word and make this donation event meaningful...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God bless beautiful souls and i love you all!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for those waiting for more pictures to come out, please be a lill patient. i have yet to gather them and the video i have is in a format that i can only seem to play with my hp. will upload once i have more pictures!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-3879327621322068795?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/3879327621322068795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=3879327621322068795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/3879327621322068795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/3879327621322068795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2007/07/hair-for-hope-2007-thank-you-speech.html' title='hair for hope 2007- thank you speech'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/Ron7cQ1HFHI/AAAAAAAAABE/Q9mYA9h4oPY/s72-c/HFH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-5348795202779710645</id><published>2007-06-25T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:59:28.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>less than a week before i go bald!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/Rn-jirthP1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/IkRt0jPhMiU/s1600-h/DSCN0540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079958720941735762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/Rn-jirthP1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/IkRt0jPhMiU/s320/DSCN0540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;my days of being a "babe" with hair are numbered.. i know i dun belong to a girl that looks good without hair cox my friends all call me lo han fish.. in case u dun know.. it's a kind of lokang fish that has really pertruting forehead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;after much thinking, i came up with more wacky reasons to shave:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i can save on shampoo and conditioner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i can go to sleep without having to blow dry my hair. more sleeping time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i can shower faster and dun end up late for work. which mean even more sleeping time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i can pretend to be alien or GI Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i can cause my stylist to be jobless for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-5348795202779710645?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/5348795202779710645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=5348795202779710645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/5348795202779710645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/5348795202779710645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2007/06/less-than-week-before-i-go-bald.html' title='less than a week before i go bald!'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/Rn-jirthP1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/IkRt0jPhMiU/s72-c/DSCN0540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-552095192824817445</id><published>2007-06-06T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T12:55:15.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shavee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i am going to shave my head on 1st july 2007. this will be my first time after i was born into the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i know it sound crazy to shave off all your hair for charity. loads of pple asked me to reconsider since i can donate and do community services instead. or since my sis is already doing it, one from your family represent can liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;but i am doing it more for myself. pple who has been close to me would know that my mum undergo an operation last year due to cancer. Her case was, thank God not to the extreme where it'd like the final stage. but having her to go through all the tremors is already suffering. And in a way, it's like my way of contributing back to the society but the impact to understand is much more meaningful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i know i will probably look weird for a period and my bf might have to suffer with a "botak" gf for a period.but i am proud to say that i have at least tried that in my lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so do give me your support by logging onto the website &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ccf.org.sg/hfh"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;www.ccf.org.sg/hfh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; and look out for the sisters: "Tay Pei Ling April &amp;amp; Tay Zhen Ping"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-552095192824817445?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/552095192824817445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=552095192824817445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/552095192824817445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/552095192824817445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2007/06/shavee.html' title='shavee!'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-968265365651389721</id><published>2007-05-25T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T15:08:59.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how to resist?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Great Singapore Sale is Officially on now. i am going to be officially broke. heh. can smell the bargains even here. my monster is growing n i have already tot of all the excuses to shop! u see, my sis bdae is coming, not forgeting karen and beng.. then u have father's day......blah blah blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;women gets turned on by the 4 letter word.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;FREE and SALE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. even though i am like going to try to convince myself that i dun really need another watch or shoes but i guess i am going to end up with loads of bags on my bedroom floor again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;One way to prevent myself from spending too much is to bring Mussel.. hmmm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;hope a good weekend awaits me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-968265365651389721?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/968265365651389721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=968265365651389721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/968265365651389721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/968265365651389721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-to-resist.html' title='how to resist?'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-4665366239190920661</id><published>2007-05-15T16:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T16:49:51.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wouldn't it be nice if the world is peaceful?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-4665366239190920661?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/4665366239190920661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=4665366239190920661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/4665366239190920661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/4665366239190920661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2007/05/wouldnt-it-be-nice-if-world-is-peaceful.html' title='Wouldn&apos;t it be nice if the world is peaceful?'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-2962358339324026167</id><published>2007-03-25T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T17:54:53.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truth hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;t&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ime seems to be moving in a speed that i was hoping to be slower. the week has flew past just like that again and it seems i haven't achieve much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was told recently that i am an arrogant,in considerate bitch,i mock at pple and my eyes are right at the tip of my lill head.i was told to think thru it and learn to be a better woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then when i confide in others, i end up being stabbed badly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i put my trust in  that person and yet he/she fail me by telling the world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i learn something meaningful over this period. maybe God send someone to throw a light on this teach me the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a person can never be too truthful in things&lt;br /&gt;sometimes being too frank gets you into un necessary trouble.&lt;br /&gt;it's always good to learn to be humble.&lt;br /&gt;more work for you while the others slack can still let you tell the world that u can take crap rather being labelled as "lazy good-for-nothing" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;here's my recent favourite:&lt;br /&gt;Way back into love (Music and Lyrics)&lt;br /&gt;I've been living with a shadow overhead&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed&lt;br /&gt;I've been lonely for so long Trapped in the past,&lt;br /&gt;I just can't seem to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away&lt;br /&gt;Just in case I ever need em again someday&lt;br /&gt;I've been setting aside time&lt;br /&gt;To clear a little space in the corners of my mind&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching but I just don't see the signs&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's out there&lt;br /&gt;There's got to be something for my soul somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for someone to shed some light&lt;br /&gt;Not just somebody just to get me throught the night&lt;br /&gt;I could use some direction&lt;br /&gt;And I'm open to your suggestions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart again&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm hoping you'll be there for me in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when I don't know if it's real&lt;br /&gt;Or if anybody feels the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;I need inspiration  &lt;br /&gt;Not just another negotiation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love  &lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping you'll show me what to do&lt;br /&gt;And if you help me to start again&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll be there for you in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-2962358339324026167?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/2962358339324026167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=2962358339324026167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/2962358339324026167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/2962358339324026167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2007/03/truth-hurts.html' title='truth hurts'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-6449278568834233876</id><published>2007-03-16T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:59:28.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;it's been a while since i last blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;too much things, too lill time.. before u know it it's a quarter of the year gone! loads of activities in the meantime; like mj, clubbing, dancing classes, dates etc.. not forgeting the recent pain(t) ball where everyone is a hero, specially gary.. heheh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;but the most special one would be doing photoshots with the girls at a studio on wed. baba came over for a surprise visit, but didn't even get a chance to speak to him. pictures came out pretty ok, except that i have HUGE face and body that is really hard to edit..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;took plenty but can only put a few first.. trying to get the photographer to redo it for us.. heheh.. meantime, here's a few to drool on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RfpOpB_PF1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/vBBduC_RmOc/s1600-h/EJ2_8728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042429199609960274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RfpOpB_PF1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/vBBduC_RmOc/s320/EJ2_8728.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;attempting a do a jump model look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RfpLJB_PF0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/RzGVxE2Msrg/s1600-h/EJ2_8704.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042425351319263042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RfpLJB_PF0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/RzGVxE2Msrg/s320/EJ2_8704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RfpLJB_PFzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dkKIofFTRRc/s1600-h/EJ2_8657.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;girl power that never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;dies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RfpLJB_PFzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dkKIofFTRRc/s1600-h/EJ2_8657.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042425351319263026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RfpLJB_PFzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dkKIofFTRRc/s320/EJ2_8657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RfpLJB_PFzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dkKIofFTRRc/s1600-h/EJ2_8657.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RfpOpR_PF3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/DspwGpxLGRM/s1600-h/EJ2_8670.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042429203904927602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RfpOpR_PF3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/DspwGpxLGRM/s320/EJ2_8670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sizzling hot!****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RfpOpR_PF3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/DspwGpxLGRM/s1600-h/EJ2_8670.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RfpOpR_PF2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/Im8tAZZqAcA/s1600-h/EJ2_8678.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RfpOpR_PF2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/Im8tAZZqAcA/s1600-h/EJ2_8678.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042429203904927586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RfpOpR_PF2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/Im8tAZZqAcA/s320/EJ2_8678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pillow fight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RfpOpR_PF2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/Im8tAZZqAcA/s1600-h/EJ2_8678.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-6449278568834233876?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/6449278568834233876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=6449278568834233876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/6449278568834233876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/6449278568834233876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back!'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdgPEjLMZZw/RfpOpB_PF1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/vBBduC_RmOc/s72-c/EJ2_8728.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-116711764246004739</id><published>2006-12-26T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T15:20:42.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enough is enough. i am constantly being watched at the time! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eat one mouth,pple go tsk tsk tsk... hold one plate, pple go aiyo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i flipped thru my previous pictures taken when i first knew kev and the rest.. such a *sizzling hot** babe lor! now i look like a hot mama.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have decided. it's time to make heads turn once again. my fan club shall return when i am back to the "wah, chio bu!" days. hahah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my new year resolution: to get my license and to lose weight.(AFTER CHINESE NEW YEAR) both sound so diffcult cause i dun have determination to do it.. how.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so i tried by giving my friends chocolate this year. let them turn fat then nobody will realised i am also growing at the same time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beng&gt; i didn't give u cox u will never grow fat. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;andy&gt; i will seriously not talk to u if i hear words saying that u are on a diet.. (u are turning ah beng size lor..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so here's my cheers to a coming new year! merry christmas and a blessed new year! enjoy the holidays!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6682/890/400/997938/smack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-116711764246004739?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/116711764246004739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=116711764246004739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/116711764246004739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/116711764246004739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2006/12/enough-is-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-116496591375160715</id><published>2006-12-01T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T17:38:33.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sometimes i wonder if life is playing a trick on me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just hours before my flight......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY MENSES CAME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Great. just great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Arggggghhh!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="102" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6682/890/320/50429/DAFFY_DUCK.jpg" width="101" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-116496591375160715?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/116496591375160715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=116496591375160715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/116496591375160715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/116496591375160715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2006/12/sometimes-i-wonder-if-life-is-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-116470166499146004</id><published>2006-11-28T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T17:33:20.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u sure it's a holiday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;time checked: 3 days to my korea trip. technically it's 4 days since it's a after 12midnight flight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;luggage&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;packed. work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; NOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;completed. handover sounds damn bloody far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my room is in a huge mess. i am sleeping with like bags of chips near my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;suffering from mild depression. christmas presents&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;bought. christmas cards&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;written. christmas dress&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;found. all i have is a "feel short, feel fat n feel ugly" ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;which is why it's leading me to depression. which explains the comfort food near my bed. which explain my size. and my foul mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;the fact that my boss is lying in the bedroom watching tv is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;helping either.and he can tell me that it's time for me to buck up.hah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;which makes me wana ask this: "u sure it's a holiday? how come i am feeling wornout before the fun starts?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6682/890/320/IMG_1068.jpg" width="383" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-116470166499146004?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/116470166499146004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=116470166499146004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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my heart. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stab me where i can see you face to face. not from the back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't give me that u think u know everything and use all sorts of reasons to hit me below the belt. that's what i call an unworthy opponent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if u think u can do that to me cause i am a weak female, i will show you the ruthless side of me where u would experience the meaning of " u can offend a cad, but never offend a woman".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if u wana stab me, make sure i am in such a pathetic state that i can never fight back. cause if i get up again, i will breathe down your neck so bad that u regret u ever try to stab me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fight like u will never fight again or u will be stabbed in return.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-116158066827985707</id><published>2006-10-23T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T13:17:48.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tributes to an old friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Life can be cruel at times. specially when u least expecting it to hit u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up receiving a sms from an old friend saying that ah bu died. from a bike accident. and they are cremating him today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah bu was a tall, friendly indian guy that i knew him since i was in my teens. i knew him from the movies, (i was working part time in a movie theatre) but i couldn't remember him cause i left shortly after he started work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few years later, i was introduced to him again during my working days in Boat Quay.he was working in one of the pubs at the front row along the riverside. the very typical beng kind of disco with mirrors to watch yourself dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't then i realised that he shifted to my house opp. as in literally opposite my blk where we can see each other on our own units. (those who came to my house before would understand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he would hitch a ride with me after work at times since i could claim my fare. oncee he helped me when a lesbian followed me all the way home and stayed till she left. then he would make his way home and waved to me with a smile coz i had promised to blancha him drinks if he got rid of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun get to see him anymore after i quit from my pub days. occassionally i would bump into him on my way home and he would update me abt his life and our old friends. he would also invite me to his house on when he meets up with our friends during festive seasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if u had been to the colour bar at boat quay with me before,u might have remembered him. he was the one behaving very weird and appear drunk. at that point, i was shocked to see how much he has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time i had seen him was when i saw him in marriot hotel where i was having a meeting with my boss and some korean clients. i didn't even realised he was working there till he came over with our drinks. he didn't tell me his mum passed away and he has long shifted out. yet i could feel that he was beck to his friendly and cheerful self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;but he has left us. it was so sudden that you dun know what to react. i was sitting in a daze for at least ten minutes before i decided that i didn't want to go to the wake. not that i am heartless but i rather remeber his smile at marriot than to see him lying there with his wounds.i rather type out my last words to keep him in my memories.i believe he would be able to hear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodbye my old friend. i pray that u would be happy and blessed at the other side of the rainbow. sorry for not seeing you to your last journey. u get to scold me when i see u at the other side of the rainbow. my memories of you would be kept in a box and we would share it then. till then, it's goodbye for now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-116158066827985707?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/116158066827985707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=116158066827985707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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person that's sleeping next to you today could be just right out of life.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;the person that's closest to your heart can just seem so distant away. could be lover for the moment and stranger the next. could promise to be friends forever, but u see yourself alone when u needed them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;seen loads of examples around my life.. even experience it myself. then i realised this. this is life. in life u make choices. and u tell yourself no regrets. no matter what happens. then u found out that be it a big or small decision, there will definately be time when u make mistakes. u admit it, and u live with it. that's life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;i know the only fellow that will never abandon me is watching me at this moment now. and i pray that he would forgive me of all my sins and continue to love me. i love you too.amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-115964654031627803?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/115964654031627803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=115964654031627803' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/115964654031627803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/115964654031627803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2006/10/can-life-be-bed-of-roses.html' title='can life be a bed of roses?'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-115770497966709816</id><published>2006-09-08T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T16:42:59.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6682/890/1600/Big_Ballet.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6682/890/400/Big_Ballet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did i tell u i am having a feel fat month? and a feeel fat week + a feel fat day? i am just feeling fat every single moment. my arms are horrifying HUGE!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;recently i just have no urge to do anything. just wana lay back in bed at home everyday and be a lump of fats. eat chips.. drink coke... eat chips again.. watch my "lovely samsoon" who reminds me of myself. getting nearer to the 30 bench mark, fat and not hot like a model. but she has a kind heart and lovely character, which is much like me too.. hehehe. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haiz... when will my fat days be over? loads of festive seasons and birthdays coming up means i am going to gorge on mooncakes and BIG meals.. which means going on a diet after that! but i belong to the "gong nia" group. all say but no action. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;god, please give me a push to make me a more hardworking girl...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-115770497966709816?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/115770497966709816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=115770497966709816' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/115770497966709816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/115770497966709816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2006/09/did-i-tell-u-i-am-having-feel-fat.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-115752987003242991</id><published>2006-09-06T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T16:04:30.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have a problem. i guess all of us have more than one. and i'll bet non give 2 hoots about it. cox problems just pops back everytime i solve one. damn. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just the other day, i went to my sec gf's baby's one month celebration. there were 2 sms circulating. first one was invited on 1 st sept (friday)at 6.30pm. second one was to inform that date was change from 1st to 2nd sept (sat) 1pm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; friends who knows me would guess i went there on friday right? WRONG! i may be dumb but not stupid enough. i went on sat! but at 4pm, my friend called screaming that i tua her. then i was dumbfound cox i was wrapping her gift at home. turns out i didn't realised time was at 1pm and NOT 630pm. haiz.. i blew it again.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;does the problem lies with me? haiz.. into depression once again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-115752987003242991?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/115752987003242991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=115752987003242991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/115752987003242991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/115752987003242991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2006/09/haiz.html' title='haiz..'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-115527779244988670</id><published>2006-08-11T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T14:29:52.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6682/890/1600/ours.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6682/890/320/ours.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, i'm making the time and effort to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't been having the best time of my life cox loads of crap has been happening.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6682/890/1600/DSCN0785.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the major ones like my mum having an op, dropping my only communication tool into sugar cane water&lt;/span&gt; to the minor ones like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;gana scratch from my monsterous nephew&lt;/span&gt;,cooking at least twice a week, having hangovers from alcohol and mj. heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;before i go on blah blah ing, a huge congrats to for the bdae boy, yang. this year is not too smooth for you so hope that my blessings will reach you and turn into lill angels to protect you k? :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6682/890/1600/drunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6682/890/320/drunk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;dun know why i am like aching all over which i suspect could be from the long hours dancing and drinking at MOS just the other night. though it was a farewell thingy for mussel, i guess end up i got high+ kev+ karen and her gfs+ Andy. heh heh, too much to drink to remeber the rest. but hey mussel, we will sure miss u and your ah peh patterns till sept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, i'll pop over once i'm free. boss coming over my directions!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S beng: *apes pats on beng's back and says: "congrats to your pay raise. Jia you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-115527779244988670?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/115527779244988670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=115527779244988670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/115527779244988670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/115527779244988670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally.html' title='finally..'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-114706380507094906</id><published>2006-05-08T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T13:12:28.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how not to cry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6682/890/1600/happytreefriends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6682/890/320/happytreefriends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i k&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/3832/640/pretty_angel(2).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;now this should have been up way before. no matter how late it will be, i shall not forget my thank yous for making this lau chai's bdae a much more special one. big or small, u guys played a part.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the darling girls&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;(mitch, jaz, clarice, gee and zhu gong) for holding a pre celebration c/w elmo's party hat (ala kids' size) + cake and dinner. not forgetting booze, games and quality girls' time as well&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/3832/640/pretty_angel(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my favourite clien&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/3832/640/pretty_angel(2).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;joanne who attempted to surprise me with a bdae cake but came a tad too late cause the delivery man called me first. heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;my family:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;my elder sis and bro in law gave me this crazy frog softtoy that goes : brroonnggg... brrrooommm... non stop when u press the tummy. my nephew that took over the gift since it was alill scary to play with. my younger sis bug who gave me this gift wid her heart.one of my favourite author's latest paperpack. autographed copy. WOW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;all my old and new friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;who sms me happy birthday before and after the actual dae. secondary,poly,ex colleagues, NNTetc.. one called from Tainan and sang me a bdae song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;my boss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;who actually bought me a spa package to feel pampered and giving me extra days off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;my secret admirer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it is a really thoughtful thing that u send the flowers to my place the moment the clock strikes 12. whoever u are, i am rerally flattered by your kindness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;my special birthday party:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i would have least expected it. i did it for hanny, muscle and gary. but never have i expect a surprise party for me. though o embarassed by bawling like a baby and couldn't stop tearing when i know all did it out of love for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Raj:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;a friend that is so new yet so old. his actions are so endearing that i am glad to have been part of his life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Jaz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;one who never forgets to bring me back to the good old times with laughter&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hanny and chrystal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;this special couple that actually gave me their pix with the gift.one that went to the extra mile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TK and mel:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;she was holding me when i wailed loud. he makes the effort to stay long than i tot he would.actions shows it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ivan and karen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; my favourite mahjong kakis. who surprised me with the telepathy they have. and the purse to replace my watermelon.my newly formed aljunied gang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Andy(aka ah lau)and jason:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;both who cares but keeps a low profile about&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;gary and david:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;how to thank them? they drank my puke! that's already a statement&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Regan and samantha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that sweet guy actually bought me a gift!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;beng:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;my favourite gossip provider and endearing bro who sms me a bdae song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;muscle and yang:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;one sms me and the other, an email. it touches my heart no matter how far u are&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my darling pumpkin and his family:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; what else can i say? he bought me my pumps and bag cox he knows i love them. surprise me with the bdae party cox he knows where to score the brownie points. whether it was the mysterious admirer that prompted him, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;he has never failed to be my pillar of support that take shitz from me all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how not to fall in love with the man who knows where your soft spots are? &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6682/890/320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;with my deepest gratitude, i thank &lt;strong&gt;god&lt;/strong&gt; for blessing me with the&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6682/890/1600/pretty_angel(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="113" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6682/890/320/pretty_angel%282%29.jpg" width="114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;se beautiful people &lt;strong&gt;(named or unnamed)&lt;/strong&gt; that helps to create beautiful memories in my life. filled with happiness and joy, i prayed that each and everyone would be blessed with the same if not more beautiful pple to create more precious moments in each's lives.AMEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-114706380507094906?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/114706380507094906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=114706380507094906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/114706380507094906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/114706380507094906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-not-to-cry.html' title='how not to cry?'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-114439667815869044</id><published>2006-04-07T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T15:57:58.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another klutzy storieee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;alright. it's time for the ocassionally klutzy story again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just last sunday,bf was lying on the bed (a really tiny one). i &lt;strong&gt;attempt&lt;/strong&gt; to do a stunt. no,no, not those "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i try to act sexy and catch his attention stunt&lt;/span&gt;". it's more of a "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;squeeze him out of bed so that i have space to read 8 days"&lt;/span&gt; stunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bad move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; why? because he has tons of pants lying on the corner of the bed. and when a klutz try to do a stunt, chances are it will &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;as i jump in from the corner,i got scratch by one of the bloody belt buckle. bloody alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;from a whheeeee to a waaaaaaoouuuch! right knee was awarded with a scar for acting brave but clumsy. bf can jumped off the bed and complain me occupying too much space. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;i tried boo hoo when i told him i injuried my knee while jumping in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;his reply? "yah right. just trying to get attention right?" then he walk out of the room. i was like: ????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for a long time before he return back to the room (i swear he must be eating in the kitchen without me). i purposely show him my bleeding wound as i complain about his stupid pants on the bed.they should belong to the cupboard or else the floor (like my room). &lt;strong&gt;but never on the bed!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;too dangerous for klutz like me&lt;/span&gt;. he end up cleaning my poor knee with a guilt on his face. heh heh. that look is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, klutzy apes signing off....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-114439667815869044?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/114439667815869044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=114439667815869044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/114439667815869044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/114439667815869044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2006/04/another-klutzy-storieee.html' title='another klutzy storieee'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-114345336325897318</id><published>2006-03-27T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T17:57:13.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>call me the kissing queen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#87CEFA" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Passionate Kisser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B5E1FC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/kissingstylequiz/passionate-kisser.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the most likely type to kiss a sexy stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kissing style is unpredictable and free spirited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could kiss anyone at a drop of a hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all about where your passion leads you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/kissingstylequiz/"&gt;What's Your Kissing Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-114345336325897318?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/114345336325897318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=114345336325897318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/114345336325897318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/114345336325897318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2006/03/call-me-kissing-queen.html' title='call me the kissing queen!'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-114344945038250038</id><published>2006-03-27T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T16:51:45.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i also wana join the fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Most Like Miranda!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whichsexandthecityvixenareyouquiz/miranda.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;While you've had your fair share of romance, men don't come firstGuys are a distant third to your friends and career.And this independence *is* attractive to some men, in measured doses.Remember that if you imagine the best outcome, it might just happen.&lt;br /&gt;Romantic prediction: Someone from your past is waiting to reconnect...&lt;br /&gt;But you'll have to think of him differently, if you want things to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Which&lt;/a&gt; Sex and the City Vixen Are You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-114344945038250038?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/114344945038250038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=114344945038250038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/114344945038250038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/114344945038250038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-also-wana-join-fun-you-are-most-like.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-114223897444854785</id><published>2006-03-13T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T16:39:27.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is crazy but this is me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i thought i understand myself pretty well. i tot i am already quite hopeless when it comes to the word klutz. but i have "up" the level once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;just yesterday, i told myself that it is supposed to be a "pretend to be a princess day". so i took a 40 minutes long shower and plonked myself onto my bed and nuah. wanted to splatter body lotion all over but couldn't find my favourite cox my buggy sis brought to her office. so saw a bottle of bodyshop moonflower lotion in the drawer. decided not to be too fussy, i open the bottle and used it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the minute i smear it on my thighs, it didn't seem right. too sticky and not like the usual moisturiser. pissed off. i assumed that it was in the drawer tooo long so became like that. but pour out too much and didn't want it to go to waste. smeared over arms and feet. supposed to be a princess but feels like some sticky crap instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 minutes later&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;feeling grumpy. &lt;/span&gt;because during the tv commercials, i realised i forgot to cap the lotion. as i reached for the bottle, i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blinked.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;457876203967 times.&lt;strong&gt; because it wasn't a body lotion&lt;/strong&gt;. it was a &lt;strong&gt;body shower cream&lt;/strong&gt;. SHOWER CREAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! arghhhhh...........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i end up going to the bathroom and washed it off again. no wonder it was soo damn sticky. if my sis didn't take away the body lotion, i wouldn't have to take a shower twice. @#^^*$&amp;amp;%@#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-114223897444854785?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/114223897444854785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=114223897444854785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/114223897444854785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/114223897444854785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-is-crazy-but-this-is-me.html' title='this is crazy but this is me'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-114068947750908580</id><published>2006-02-23T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T18:11:17.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my latest bitching</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everyone has knowledge about things they are familiar with. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like jaz, it's trading. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my sis- jewellery.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cuzzie chele- loans and insurance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hann TNT guys- trouble shooting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me- interior designing. construction and building. i may not be the one with the most knowledge in this field. but please dun doubt my advice to you for i have at least 3 years experience if not more. if you doubt i can do a good job, dun even ask. don't make me feel like i am a cheap labour and can't handle these stuff when i have to deal with it almost everyday. call me sensitive or what i dun care. i am tired of getting arrows all over. i need a break.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-114068947750908580?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/114068947750908580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=114068947750908580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/114068947750908580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/114068947750908580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-latest-bitching.html' title='my latest bitching'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-113930374928798686</id><published>2006-02-07T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T18:20:28.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/3832/640/fLeURe.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/3832/320/fLeURe.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;though i have a pretty long break during the chinese new year, i feel that i seem to have age more! for the entire week it's like an ardent gambler on the loose! just imagine:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;28th jan:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;CNY eve. stay up till 530 am cox my mum isn't asleep yet. believe in staying up on the eve in exchange for a longer life for your parents. actually, it's a blessing in disguise. else i would never slove the mystery of the missing fish. a fish that my mum steam for the reunion dinner was found hours later in the pot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FORGOTTEN&lt;/strong&gt;. amazing. and i landed with a huge bruise at my right knee after being attacked by the fallen object frm my wardrobe. not forgetting the huge block of frozen container that hit me right at my tummy when i attempt to open my fridge to get some ice. toking about having a brand new year without accidents. destinated to be a klutz.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;29th Jan: woke up and went off to my godma house to visit the rest of the clan. as usual every year it's the "eat your own relative $$ " with ban luck. won $6 and lost $5 at mahjong. total winnings: $1. went to gary's place after that and swao the rest of the group's $$. heheh total winning: $110. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;wonder if it has anything to do with my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hot pink underwear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;left at 5? 6? am looking horrible with mascara running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;30th jan: relatives swarming to my home with the fact that my parents wana hao lian the new items in the house. guess i kinda did them proud. joined kev to visit auntie pat. had dinner with them and went to PVD after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;almost got myself into a fight. haha, my ah lian pattern came out and i guess that look freak that guy out. went back like wee hours again after supper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;31jan: got the word spread last minute to ask the group to come over to my place. time given to them was at 4pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by 630pm, i still dun have a single one there yet. amazing group of pple.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;won yang close to $24 just on a one to one ban luck since he was the only one first. heheh, he doesn't seem to have much luck. total winning for the night: $95. had to cover kev's losses else would have been more. slept like 3 am. earlier than the previous nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;01 feb: went for a client's opening cermony at 10 plus am. watch the lousy lion's troupe attempting to throw "kum aka gold" into the company's entrance. supposed to bring fortune to the company and all my clients stood there to catch the kums. they ended up kana wacked by the oranges cox the "lion" apparently had lousy throwing skills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hit them like all over the body like paintball rather than catching. supposed to hit it in and end up hit the ceiling and fell right in front of the entrance. splatter the place with orange juice instead&lt;/strong&gt;. after that went back to the office for good luck and spend the rest of my time playing games. then went to watch "huo yuan jia" with kev.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;02feb: went over to gee's place for a all night majong session. &lt;strong&gt;major winner: jaz winning around close to 300?&lt;/strong&gt; i was losing but ended up covering my losses and won $20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;was feeling happy until i realised then my dear bf lost to gee and the $$ flew off my hands again. started from 5 30pm and ended at 6 plus am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;03feb: reach at 7 am to my gf's house to be a &lt;strong&gt;jie mei&lt;/strong&gt;. meaning to sabo the bridegroom and demand $$ at the door. was the only one negotiating cox the rest are not as loud. poor fellow had to eat like sour plums added with lemon juice and tomatoes filled with wasabi. he puked like right in front of me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes i wonder if retribution would get to me.. hahah, who cares? did you know that when the bride toss the flowers, die die have to catch it even if u dun want it? else u will have 3 years of bad luck! did you know that you are not supposed to be a jie mei too often? you would end up not marrying! hhmm... wonder how true is that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i DO know that if any of the guys in the group were to get married, they shall die in the "sisters" hand! &lt;strong&gt;specially pple like hann...&lt;/strong&gt; dun say i never warn u ar, better treat me nicer else your big day u will gana! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;04th feb: never slept well since i was playing "high mahjong" the night before. couldn't remeber how much i lost but sure knows i lost more when i went over to ivan's house! won like close to $100 before hann came over and swao all my $$$. so total lost was close to 70 for me and 50 for kev.. went home lilke early morning again...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;isn't this supposed to be a break week for me? i end up feeling more tired than my working days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-113930374928798686?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/113930374928798686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=113930374928798686' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113930374928798686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113930374928798686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2006/02/though-i-have-pretty-long-break-during.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-113740776398575318</id><published>2006-01-16T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T18:36:04.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAT PEOPLE ARE HARDER TO KIDNAP</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;finally. it's been more than a month since i last blog. here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i know i have been kinda missing in action. specially to my darlin gals and my precious bro beng. my 2005 left without a bam and my 2006 just arrived with like not much difference. tot that my chinese new year is gona be my "secretly go on diet and reborn as a beauty retreat" but i guess it's gona be burn also cox my boss is going on a holiday... (AGAIN...) and with the new job site starting so soon that i would end up as a fat ass beauty instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;i know this sounds weird but i have kinda decided to cut my hair short. not really short short like wendy's kind of short but short short like almost karen kind of short. hmm... get it? aiya, basically i think i need a new look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;i know pple are asking me not to take the risk of cutting it too short but after much thinking, here are the good and bad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;short is the new thing. (including height, haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i can save on shampoo. (and conditioner)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;lesser bad hair days since no need to style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;can feel "light- headed" without getting drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;look like a totally different person so bf woudn't get bored with the same old me (but cold jokes would still be around)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i might look older rather than young and chio. heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my bf might get a shock how ugly i can be with short hair and break up with me immediately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i would end up having an awful cny with a bad hair cut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;according to beng, i belong to a luo han clan and being the princess there it's not wise to cut my hair short cox it shows my fat face.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;so what if i am fat? i guess i rather be a prata face and save $$ on shampoo and conditioner. besides, fat pple are harder to kidnap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-113740776398575318?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/113740776398575318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=113740776398575318' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113740776398575318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113740776398575318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2006/01/fat-people-are-harder-to-kidnap.html' title='FAT PEOPLE ARE HARDER TO KIDNAP'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-113505581238337335</id><published>2005-12-20T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T13:16:52.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/3832/640/Fight_Like_Agirl.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/3832/320/Fight_Like_Agirl.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am pissed. my boss has gone crazy. he went to phuket and is supposed to come back by tuesday. but he went bonkers and decided to stay till friday. FRIDAY! u have any idea how irresponsible he is to leave everything aside just because the sun refused to come out during his stay and he wants to stay till he sees the sun. his message to me: "hi, the sun hasn't been out since i arrived. raining. will be extending my stay till friday.good luck and see u all soon." that selfish man shall be cursed by me. may he stay there and still can't see the sun. let it rain everyday. all he can do is get stuck at a beach resort and no sun to sunbath. bleah. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-113505581238337335?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/113505581238337335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=113505581238337335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113505581238337335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113505581238337335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-113436555563061491</id><published>2005-12-12T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T13:32:35.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been so busy that haven't been updating my blog.. *guilt* going to be super tied up with work since it's my peak period. (after chinese new year i will be a free bird once again) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;actually typing in between my 2pm meeting. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;besides work that's taking up most of my time, have to do christmas shopping, mahjong sessions and gossiping. not forgeting the fact that i have broke up with my korean boyfriend, i would have to go back to dating my pumpkin face boyfriend that goes around peeping under the skirt. &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;*note that the skirt doesn't belong to me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will be flying off to Bangkok for the weekend *courtesy of Gee's milleage- i only pay for tax* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;call me a cheapo as usual, but will try to grab a prezzie for most pple. *yes, beng, heard that complaint. U WILL GET THE BERMS FROM THE LAST TRIP SOON. pretty soon i hope*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ciao.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxoxoxoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-113436555563061491?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/113436555563061491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=113436555563061491' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113436555563061491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113436555563061491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/12/been-so-busy-that-havent-been-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-113264354641871441</id><published>2005-11-22T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T15:12:26.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>belated halloween pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;here are some of the pictures that are long overdue. this year, i am finally "normal". no fake blood or ugly peeling skin,  i finally got a chance to transform into an arabian beauty this halloween. though the rest of the girls seems to look more royal and i look really like the "queen and princess s' pityful maid".  ahahah, but i must say i still look better than previous halloweens.  (really, wait till u see the rest of my previous pictures) wasted part was i didn't go down to zouk to flaunt. ended up in ivan's place play mahjong cox the rest not keen to go.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;next year, it's all planned for. special thanks to karen and ivan, who bought green shriek ears for me from hong kong. hahah, i think shall act as fiona and drag kev to be shriek. to see how the ears look, ask beng. he did a freaky one with green ears and orange sunglasses! heehee, cracks me up everytime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;anyone up for dressing for next year's halloween?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-113264354641871441?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/113264354641871441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=113264354641871441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113264354641871441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113264354641871441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/11/belated-halloween-pictures.html' title='belated halloween pictures'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-113264290678104342</id><published>2005-11-22T15:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T15:01:46.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/3832/640/7ccescd.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/3832/320/7ccescd.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me as usual, trying too hard. hot or not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-113264290678104342?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/113264290678104342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=113264290678104342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113264290678104342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113264290678104342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/11/me-as-usual-trying-too-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-113264287133094202</id><published>2005-11-22T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T15:01:11.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/3832/640/4081scd.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/3832/320/4081scd.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the glam glam ice queen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-113264287133094202?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/113264287133094202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=113264287133094202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113264287133094202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113264287133094202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/11/glam-glam-ice-queen.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-113264285320771685</id><published>2005-11-22T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T15:00:53.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/3832/640/ee4cscd.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/3832/320/ee4cscd.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the princess look alike. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-113264285320771685?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/113264285320771685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=113264285320771685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113264285320771685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113264285320771685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/11/princess-look-alike.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-113264283450378284</id><published>2005-11-22T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T15:00:34.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/3832/640/halloween%20pretty.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/3832/320/halloween%20pretty.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 4 beauties! notice the rest of the girls showing off their bellies? i got one that's too huge so dun dare to show... heh heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-113264283450378284?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/113264283450378284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=113264283450378284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113264283450378284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113264283450378284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/11/4-beauties-notice-rest-of-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-113030354894311913</id><published>2005-10-26T13:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T13:19:45.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my ever understanding bf</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dear BF,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i am sorry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i have been &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;unfaithful&lt;/span&gt;. i am soo in love now. No bf, not to you. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm falling in love with another man&lt;/span&gt;. a man that i dun even remember his name. i can hardly pronounce it either. but he is one man that drives me crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i have been dating him on every monday and tues. though we are only allowed to meet for an hour but he mesmerised me with his witty humor, his charming grin and his watery eyes. he would profess his love and that melts my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i am so hooked to him that i would argue with my bug sis who's going to be his bride! childish but it's afterall my fantasy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;iknow that because of him, i neglected you. i know it's unfair to you. my precious moments with him will end after 11. please bear with me till he leaves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;thank you for your understanding. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-113030354894311913?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/113030354894311913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=113030354894311913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113030354894311913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/113030354894311913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/10/to-my-ever-understanding-bf.html' title='To my ever understanding bf'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112884426607997694</id><published>2005-10-09T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T15:51:06.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures of klutzy Ling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it's been a loooong time since i last update. so here's a quick recap:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;been catching up times with the girls. popped over the Gee's place and played mahjong. gossip and more gossip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;very tied up with work and barely have time to breathe. it's amazing how i actually survive last month without taking MC. yes, i take MC every month. sorry, karen. i belong to the "act sick bitches and nuah at home" group....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the most embarassing moment for the week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;got my pay and went to the bank with my boss. bad move. it was close to lunchtime and loads of pple were lining up. i walk to the cash deposit machine to deposit my miserable sum of money into my savings account. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;shitz. i saw my money gana "makan" into the machine. i didn't put enough. so i had to do another transaction to add in more money this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as i try to put the money into the box, the rubber band that was in my hand drop. haiz.. it didn't drop onto the floor. &lt;strong&gt;IT DROPPED INTO THE COUNTING MACHINE&lt;/strong&gt;. before i could get it out of the box, the stupid lid just close and the voice goes: "please wait while we count your cash.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i kept my fingers crossed and hope to hear: "transaction approved" but noooooooooo............. the next thing i knew was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; "machine faulty. please seek assistance by calling 1800- xxxxxxx"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;flashing across the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;!#%!^&amp;!$)^!$&amp;amp;)*!&amp;amp;**#df TMD&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;more pple queuing. my sweat rolling down my forehead. the auntie behind threw me a glance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;stupid boss had to walk in and ask: "oei, why so long&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i whispered: " i bu xiao xin dropped a rubberband and it's jammed inside. machine to fast for me to take it out in time...." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;my boss in a loud clear voice: "huh? ahahahahaaa.......... u are the first person i know that drops a rubber band in a CASH deposit machine! so paiseh! got pple waiting to use leh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me: more sweat rolling down my forehead.....the auntie behind me had already "tsk tsk" at me and jump into the manual queue which is all the way to the entrance.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i had no choice but to seek assistance from the counter. the lady gave me this "???? stupid" look as i repeat myself again. she had to get CISCO to guard her somemore. haiz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April never fails to embarass herself. NEVER. the klutzy her make sure she hits the klutzy quota every month.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112884426607997694?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112884426607997694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112884426607997694' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112884426607997694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112884426607997694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/10/adventures-of-klutzy-ling.html' title='Adventures of klutzy Ling'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112724260227308835</id><published>2005-09-21T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T02:56:42.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all alive and kicking</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; can't believe it. i'm still in the office. typing my blog at 2.51am in the morning. abit crazy. but it's because i have to do presentation and still piaing for the stuff to be done up. but here are the pictures  of the accident i was involved in last thurs. i thank God for not bringing me up there. yet. maybe i too klutzy then he scared i turn heaven into a mess. but then again i might not be there. i did too much evil. hahah. anyway, a big thank you to those that were concern if i was alive and kicking. except for many bruises all over, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;i'm back once again to irritate the shit out of everybody. watch out..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112724260227308835?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112724260227308835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112724260227308835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724260227308835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724260227308835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/09/all-alive-and-kicking.html' title='all alive and kicking'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112724215524242073</id><published>2005-09-21T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T02:49:15.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0614.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0614.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tha fateful day when my boss started bleeding from his nose like a tap. even my skirt gana his blood stains. hhmm.... wonder if i can claim for a new skirt?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112724215524242073?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112724215524242073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112724215524242073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724215524242073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724215524242073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/09/tha-fateful-day-when-my-boss-started.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112724208928700984</id><published>2005-09-21T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T02:48:09.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0612.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0612.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine the impact was great enough to damage the cd player and fly all the cds. door cannot even close properly... i am lucky to be alive! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112724208928700984?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112724208928700984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112724208928700984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724208928700984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724208928700984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/09/imagine-impact-was-great-enough-to.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112724200775365958</id><published>2005-09-21T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T02:46:47.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0611.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0611.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily there's no other passengers in the car except me. else the fellow fly to london....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112724200775365958?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112724200775365958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112724200775365958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724200775365958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724200775365958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/09/luckily-theres-no-other-passengers-in.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112724185623696939</id><published>2005-09-21T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T02:44:16.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0610.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0610.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side view &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112724185623696939?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112724185623696939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112724185623696939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724185623696939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724185623696939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/09/side-view.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112724180789884732</id><published>2005-09-21T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T02:43:27.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0609.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0609.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back view after pulling away from the honda jazz. total wreck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112724180789884732?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112724180789884732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112724180789884732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724180789884732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724180789884732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/09/back-view-after-pulling-away-from.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112724177369324541</id><published>2005-09-21T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T02:42:53.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0608.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0608.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;front of the honda odessey i was in&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112724177369324541?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112724177369324541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112724177369324541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724177369324541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724177369324541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/09/front-of-honda-odessey-i-was-in.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112724170493204777</id><published>2005-09-21T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T02:41:44.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0604.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0604.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the entire tank gone... petrol leaking onto the floor. sooooo expensive................. heartache ar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112724170493204777?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112724170493204777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112724170493204777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724170493204777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724170493204777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/09/entire-tank-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112724155851672877</id><published>2005-09-21T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T02:39:18.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0600.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0600.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the jaguar crashing into a "i can't remember what car"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112724155851672877?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112724155851672877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112724155851672877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724155851672877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724155851672877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/09/jaguar-crashing-into-i-cant-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112724151576032684</id><published>2005-09-21T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T02:38:35.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0599.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0599.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine jaguar back gana quite chia liat....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112724151576032684?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112724151576032684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112724151576032684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724151576032684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724151576032684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/09/imagine-jaguar-back-gana-quite-chia.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112724142195132283</id><published>2005-09-21T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T02:37:02.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0598.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0598.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the honda jazz? that's the stupid ass that knocks into all the 5 cars&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112724142195132283?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112724142195132283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112724142195132283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724142195132283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112724142195132283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/09/see-honda-jazz-thats-stupid-ass-that.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112615361244415111</id><published>2005-09-08T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T12:32:09.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm sick. very sick. bad flu and throat infection. nose is always half blocked, half running. ears are not functioning properly. keep hearing "weng weng" sound. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;worse is i haven't been sleeping well since sunday. and the record for the past 2 nights were only a miserable 4 hours sleep with 7954305493 turning and tossing like a burned prata. i need help. badly. i am losing my sleep and patience. the next thing i am losing is probably my mind. they say it's d stress.something is bothering me. i dun know what it is. i need to breathe again.. i dun know what's wROng with me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; somebody help me please...............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/rickdom.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/rickdom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;TURN ME INTO A GUNDAM AND FIGHT MYSELF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112615361244415111?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112615361244415111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112615361244415111' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112615361244415111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112615361244415111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112528345309848814</id><published>2005-08-29T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T10:52:27.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPEE BUFFDAE TO DARDAR!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;POOR BABY... &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SICK ON YOUR BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;BUT HOPE THE TLC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;WILL MAKE YOU BETTER! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MAY YOUR HEALTH BE BETTER,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;STUDIES SCORE FLYING COLOURS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; AND ALL YOUR SOCCER BETS WIN MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/collage24.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YMANY $$! HUAT AR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;                                     &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/collage24.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/collage24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/collage24.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112528345309848814?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112528345309848814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112528345309848814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112528345309848814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112528345309848814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112418097001829467</id><published>2005-08-16T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T16:43:45.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The messy room</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i dun believe it. i really dun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;people keep telling me but i refuse to admit it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i have no choice. pictures were taken by my younger sis bug. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;alright. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM A MESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just weeks ago the room &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;WAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; clean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i know i am untidy, but who doesn't? heh. my mum used to tell me that whether the room is messy connects to your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;what she is telling me is i am leading a messy life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; haiz.... and i agree. work seems to be never ending and judging from my work desk, it says pretty much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; is my life just going to be forever klutzy and messy? nowadays, i dun even try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it's like when i drop my phone, spill gravy on my clothes, stumble or trip, blah blah blah.. i end up convincing myself : "it's cool. it's just me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;even friends are not the least surprised when incidents of such happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahaha. even i think i am invincible.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the never ending mess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112418097001829467?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112418097001829467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112418097001829467' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112418097001829467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112418097001829467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/08/messy-room.html' title='The messy room'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112418093417597098</id><published>2005-08-16T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T16:28:54.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0550.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0550.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mess before i went to Bangkok. u can imagine how bad my room is now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112418093417597098?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112418093417597098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112418093417597098' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112418093417597098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112418093417597098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/08/mess-before-i-went-to-bangkok.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112365851853896113</id><published>2005-08-10T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T15:30:17.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPEE BUFFDAE TO YANGIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/IMG_0708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/IMG_0708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;for my ling and yang buddy:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy buffdae to you!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;may all your wishes comes true!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;OOO, and your love life be&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;"! &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;heheheeh in the meantime,have a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;heineken!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cheeros!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112365851853896113?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112365851853896113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112365851853896113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112365851853896113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112365851853896113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/08/happee-buffdae-to-yangie.html' title='HAPPEE BUFFDAE TO YANGIE'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112209590470406008</id><published>2005-07-23T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T13:18:24.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just when u tot it's over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHECK THIS OUT! "internal/ infernal" affairs of the NKF...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tohzhiqiang.per.sg/?p=59"&gt;http://www.tohzhiqiang.per.sg/?p=59&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tohzhiqiang.per.sg/?p=60"&gt;http://www.tohzhiqiang.per.sg/?p=60&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112209590470406008?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112209590470406008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112209590470406008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112209590470406008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112209590470406008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-when-u-tot-its-over.html' title='just when u tot it&apos;s over...'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112175625936253890</id><published>2005-07-19T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T15:16:10.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TALA! A DIFFERENT ME.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everyone is asking: how come haven't finish your update since u come back?? took loads of pictures but this are the few that pple waiting to laugh at. heh. kept the hairstyle for 5 days till i realised i HAD to let go of it before i gana KUTU soon. tell me if u like the "shaggy" look! hmmm.... if response is good, i shall go perm my hair! heehe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0483.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last look at my funky hair!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112175625936253890?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112175625936253890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112175625936253890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175625936253890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175625936253890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/07/tala-different-me.html' title='TALA! A DIFFERENT ME.....'/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112175619213900559</id><published>2005-07-19T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T15:19:16.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;side view&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112175619213900559?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112175619213900559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112175619213900559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175619213900559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175619213900559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/07/side-view.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112175620399116559</id><published>2005-07-19T15:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T15:18:37.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;front view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112175620399116559?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112175620399116559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112175620399116559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175620399116559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175620399116559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/07/front-view.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112175618737006433</id><published>2005-07-19T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T15:17:39.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;back view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112175618737006433?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112175618737006433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112175618737006433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175618737006433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175618737006433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/07/back-view.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112175638344060372</id><published>2005-07-19T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T15:20:40.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0494.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*tengz tengz tengz!!!! swee bo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112175638344060372?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112175638344060372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112175638344060372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175638344060372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175638344060372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/07/tengz-tengz-tengz-swee-bo.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112175654756737212</id><published>2005-07-19T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T15:22:18.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think i look better in black and white! hahaah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112175654756737212?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112175654756737212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112175654756737212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175654756737212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175654756737212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-think-i-look-better-in-black-and.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112175657428563123</id><published>2005-07-19T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T15:22:51.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arty farty pose 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112175657428563123?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112175657428563123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112175657428563123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175657428563123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175657428563123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/07/arty-farty-pose-2.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112175651104428430</id><published>2005-07-19T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T15:23:24.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arty farty pose 1?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112175651104428430?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112175651104428430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112175651104428430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175651104428430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175651104428430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/07/arty-farty-pose-1.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112175664212440672</id><published>2005-07-19T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T15:23:52.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*scratch scratch... 5 days never "properly shampoo, just use shampoo + water to rinse it and massage a little*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112175664212440672?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112175664212440672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112175664212440672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175664212440672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175664212440672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/07/scratch-scratch.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135194.post-112175674532823058</id><published>2005-07-19T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T15:24:29.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/640/DSCN0527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/3832/320/DSCN0527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;come climb into bed with me.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135194-112175674532823058?l=apesyapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/feeds/112175674532823058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135194&amp;postID=112175674532823058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175674532823058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135194/posts/default/112175674532823058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apesyapes.blogspot.com/2005/07/come-climb-into-bed-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>apesyapes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081396847284636923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
