<?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-14687908</id><updated>2011-10-31T16:49:06.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LovE_iS_in_tH3_aiR</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>403</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-145301093593257175</id><published>2011-05-30T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T22:05:45.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what the hack~! i had done so many wrong wrong things at work~!!! ARGH~! sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope things will be jus fine.. JUST fine will do... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things happened... haiz... human, people, work and things like that. haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-145301093593257175?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/145301093593257175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=145301093593257175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/145301093593257175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/145301093593257175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-hack-i-had-done-so-many-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-5791098519538266882</id><published>2011-02-01T18:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T18:32:25.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>who can i turn to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun want people to get into my life and understand me. i dun like to be understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im always guarding the door to my inner soul. to not allow anyone to enter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i am in need, who can i turn to if i dun open up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what seriously i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesh, i miss him so much after 4years~! yesh.. i dunno why, every single thing it jus remind me of him. i duun want. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im falling sick. oh gosh. i dun want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-5791098519538266882?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5791098519538266882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=5791098519538266882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/5791098519538266882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/5791098519538266882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2011/02/who-can-i-turn-to-i-dun-want-people-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-4324032249811963184</id><published>2011-01-16T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T21:59:57.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always think that Im fine with what ever I am doing now. I always make myself feel happy, doing things that makes people happy. But I'm not happy. Even my family, there's nothing to be happy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've let everyone in the family down. My mom dad grandma what so ever. I wanted to cry sometimes but I dunno where to start from. Where can I put all my sorrows to.? My heart is just so pain. So pain that I ache every second. It makes me shivers thru hot weathers, it makes my tears wanna drop down in happy moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad. Seriously sad. I've always ask people to be happy, but I'm not. And I dunno how to face all my problems now. I really dunno. I dunno what's gonna happen next time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm jus so lost. Who's there to guide me? Jus who? =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-4324032249811963184?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4324032249811963184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=4324032249811963184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4324032249811963184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4324032249811963184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-always-think-that-im-fine-with-what.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-2209466483418849356</id><published>2010-12-14T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T23:13:56.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well well well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt expect i can get over so fast... thanks to all the drama of my soul. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks ARVEL... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the storm is over and the sky is clear.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmuackxx. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-2209466483418849356?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-1342350953238646536</id><published>2010-12-12T08:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T08:55:21.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always known that the end is like that, it's not i dun hv the confident, jus that, it's jus too expected...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least one problem is solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sent a msg to someone.. hope he get the correct meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-1342350953238646536?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/1342350953238646536/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-2826901288352242416</id><published>2010-11-24T08:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T08:23:45.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am done, Smoking gun&lt;br /&gt;We've lost it all, The love is gone&lt;br /&gt;She has won, Now its no fun&lt;br /&gt;We've lost it all, The love is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had magic&lt;br /&gt;And this is tragic&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't keep your hands to yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like our world's been infected&lt;br /&gt;And somehow you left me neglected&lt;br /&gt;We've found our lives been changed&lt;br /&gt;Babe, you lost me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we tried, Oh, how we cried&lt;br /&gt;We lost ourselves, The love has died&lt;br /&gt;And though we tried, You can't deny&lt;br /&gt;We left our shells, We lost our fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had magic&lt;br /&gt;And this is tragic&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't keep your hands to yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I feel like our world's been infected&lt;br /&gt;And somehow you left me neglected&lt;br /&gt;We've found our lives been changed&lt;br /&gt;Cause babe, you lost me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;And we were sweet&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but you chose lust when you deceived me&lt;br /&gt;And you'll regret it, but it's too late&lt;br /&gt;How can I ever trust you again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like our world's been infected&lt;br /&gt;And somehow you left me neglected&lt;br /&gt;We've found our lives been changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh babe, you lost me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-2826901288352242416?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/2826901288352242416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=2826901288352242416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/2826901288352242416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/2826901288352242416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-am-done-smoking-gun-weve-lost-it-all.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-8152368415475377202</id><published>2010-11-11T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T00:44:48.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things jus happened... without you even to notice it has started..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherish the things and people before its too late...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-8152368415475377202?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8152368415475377202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=8152368415475377202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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want things my way today. but i know i am not suppose to blow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sudden bad mood come as and when they like.. i dun like this. this is not me. im havin too much fustration within me.. and i dun like it. i like me being carefree.. i want my that me to be back. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-3659355046049053440?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/3659355046049053440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=3659355046049053440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/3659355046049053440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/3659355046049053440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-dunno-what-happened-to-me-today.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-6214620443253850521</id><published>2010-11-03T06:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T06:23:56.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A day jus pass by before you even realised it has pass by... =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thoughts ran through my mind.. Love is blind. Be it love from a parent to a child, a husband to wife, a couple on dating, a male dog to a female dog. The one party jus happily do things which are seem not logical to the surrounding people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it all brings down to, blinded by love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am too now.. even though it may come out to a no answer or a not very good outcome that i would wanna expect it to be, im happy with what im doing now.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope it will be a better day tmr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-6214620443253850521?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6214620443253850521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=6214620443253850521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;Things always happened too quickly where by we, us, human can't even get the hold of it, and it jus happened and is there without us knowing.. when we know, its time for us to clear up and not time to avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always involve human and human... 2 person thingy is the most difficult situation to handle... =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be it family, r/s, friends, company, or any other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope things can be really be fine.. and ... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-9167644896956872408?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/9167644896956872408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=9167644896956872408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/9167644896956872408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/9167644896956872408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2010/11/things-had-been-very-mixed-up-this-few.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-8802192536001335790</id><published>2010-10-18T04:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T04:26:35.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate this feeling... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-8802192536001335790?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8802192536001335790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=8802192536001335790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8802192536001335790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8802192536001335790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-hate-this-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-8073853292272329056</id><published>2010-10-15T03:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T03:46:59.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>who can help me? i'm lost. totally lost. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things keep falling down on me. adding on to the previous issue, keep adding, never ending adding on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broken down once. i lift myself up. i dunno how long i can hold. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personal issue is so taking me down already... and after is human and human issue. 3rd coming up is "business" issue. it seems easy to clear up and get down. but within issue, there's issue. and whats more, they are all linked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before one thing is settled, another float up... things are jus so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how to handle... i seriously dunno...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-8073853292272329056?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8073853292272329056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=8073853292272329056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8073853292272329056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8073853292272329056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2010/10/who-can-help-me-im-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-8707690782908750718</id><published>2010-09-24T12:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T12:10:21.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Caring for people also do have a limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything that everyone do, they have their reasons. jus that sometimes they didnt think deep enough into the problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope things will really turn out fine. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-8707690782908750718?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8707690782908750718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=8707690782908750718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8707690782908750718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8707690782908750718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2010/09/caring-for-people-also-do-have-limit.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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Or should i say, worry too much. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you really work hard towards something, and people find fault in what ever you are trying to achieve, your moral go down and the heart is not there anymore. Yes, no doubt, it's good to have advice from people, but it will be a moral breakdown for someone that don't have strong will power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna spoil the harmony in the place... i'll only blog it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this someone.. You may know things, but you dun know everything. Not that im saying that i know a lot, but STOP ACTING YOU KNOW EVERYTHING~!!! =(&lt;br /&gt;It's very irritating to see you doing things you know.. Why dun u blame urself and see the fault in urself, but u put the blame on people faith and put someone to the blame.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't u see the good in people and always see someone fault MORE than their good? People are here to help, they can choose to not help you know? DO YOU KNOW THAT? and they dun take your money to see your GRUMPY face.&lt;br /&gt;I dun like it when you say something like that to me, "Why you ask some many people to come where they dun even provide any help?" with that fucked up face.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO~!!! I NV ASK THEM COME TO HELP. i ask them to see see look look only, DO YOU KNOW THAT? and people do volenteer to help already u know? YOU DUN KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;I told someone before, if you do gain power in there, that place wont be a place where a lot of people will come.&lt;br /&gt;Actually you are just unprofessional. you only do what u think is right, and nv take into consideration of how other people look at us. COZ is US.. but u only put urself first.&lt;br /&gt;I dun like your attitude... seriously no one owe u a living. but u make everyone seems that they owe u.&lt;br /&gt;I am really very understanding that u r seriously alone here, but IT doesnt totally belongs to you. im not saying that you dun hv a part to play in there. you hv a very impt role there. but dun push things too hard... We dun like pressure, or maybe, I dun like pressure. and stop asking me nonsense. =(&lt;br /&gt;You always say got anything, tell u in front of your face. problem is, YOU DUN LISTEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe someday u will see this.. maybe u know im refering to u, maybe u dun... but im very sad blogging this. seriously very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing.. im jealous. just simple jealous. why u got guildence from people, i dun? they treat you like SOLID GOLD, and im jus left there. someone did told me that, im trying too hard sometimes. maybe i should jus dun be jealous, and keep a cool mind. yesh, i should...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing is that, there is jus too many groups of people in there. one wanna gain power, one wanna chase them out. i seriouly dunno what to do. =( really.. dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that things will turn out well soon... am i worrying too much?&lt;br /&gt;who can give me an answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-1296117882692603232?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/1296117882692603232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=1296117882692603232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1296117882692603232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1296117882692603232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2010/09/when-someone-is-tired-and-theres-lot-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-8885601727805769973</id><published>2010-09-11T05:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T05:36:29.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was a little pissed 12 hours ago... but things still turn out well i hope so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up late.. had lunch. evening went for rehearsal and 12am, went prawning... and ya... am home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking thru.. i shouldn't make things difficult for him... coz, he's stress enough. i should jus let go and dun hold grudes. but... how could i forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things changed.. changed a lot. hope its better this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took this while prawning with frens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/TIqkhPrPKtI/AAAAAAAABDE/WA26xcmUUsE/s1600/60233_1493825060325_1075016215_31408718_2647303_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515401584719112914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/TIqkhPrPKtI/AAAAAAAABDE/WA26xcmUUsE/s320/60233_1493825060325_1075016215_31408718_2647303_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight everyone. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-8885601727805769973?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8885601727805769973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=8885601727805769973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8885601727805769973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8885601727805769973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2010/09/was-little-pissed-12-hours-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/TIqkhPrPKtI/AAAAAAAABDE/WA26xcmUUsE/s72-c/60233_1493825060325_1075016215_31408718_2647303_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-2620952493490004916</id><published>2010-09-10T03:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T03:45:47.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why things turn out this way? jealousy? i dunno.. seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose to met up with a fren to discuss something and happily he will go off to meet his boy... but he called and cried on the phone. saying that he quarrel with his boy over small matters like not making decision and having last minute plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun really see the need for the boy to be aggitated. and also, there's nothing for my fren to cry about. i guess... for me to hav last minute plans for people dun really work well now a days. it's like not those times when people are free to roam about, or say go where ever they want. they have their commitment to keep and fulfill.. like i do hav also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's always the case where by, good deed dun get good return... i dunno... i'm so sick and tired of letting people go their way, let them do what ever they want, help them in any right or wrong. ended up, i get caught in a dilemma... or else, in some how or another, i get "biten" by people i helped or took care of before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i doing things wrongly? or am i trusting the wrong people? or is it just my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also.. i dunno what i did or should i say, what i say to that person for him to relax and think so must is correct. or in the first place let him emo and get over and let he himself settle it? is it that i'm indirectly harming the person i once close with? seriously i dunno.. i talk good bout the close one, i get only scolding and blaming in return. for now, a wrongful thing the close one did, i told it to someone, i dunno what else will happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was told that my EQ is zero today.. by some random guy. i seriouly think that i do have zero EQ. haha.. what a joke. apart of being laughing off, that i really have zero EQ, i am sad thinking i hv zero EQ. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i want is only all of you all to be happy. No matter things goes right or it does go wrong, be happy with the things you all did. be open.. have a open mind.. but i guess.. on one around me is happy... i nv got sad of things, i nv really give up on anything before. what i can do for the people around me, i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always think that, is my job to make them happy. be it chanting, be it doing show, be it grooming of dogs, or be it normal talking to people, i always take a part to think, how can i make them jus smile and dun hav the gloom on the face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun need recognision.. i dun need any thing in return. i only want everyone to be happy... i always pray to the above, wishing everyone to be healthy and happy.. and i really do hope so that the poeple around me are really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed out a lot of frens.. coz i know, once something is done wrongly by me, people will only see the bad more than the side u did helped them. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wish to see the gloom on people face... is part and parcel of life, but.. as all i could, i'll try to put a smile on people's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall stay happy also.. =) jia you.. but i dun think i'll do any nonsense anymore.. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-2620952493490004916?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/2620952493490004916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=2620952493490004916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/2620952493490004916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/2620952493490004916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2010/09/why-things-turn-out-this-way-jealousy-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-8150605743521572206</id><published>2010-08-23T03:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T03:46:26.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes.... i wonder, sometimes..... i doubt, sometimes..... i feel, sometimes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want an answer, where no one can give.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-8150605743521572206?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8150605743521572206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=8150605743521572206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8150605743521572206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8150605743521572206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2010/08/sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-1457714820388263265</id><published>2010-08-18T02:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T02:31:58.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again.. i find no motive in life. sleep the whole day. felt damn emo. but still, life goes on. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to larry house with eugenia, then came home. ate chocolate, cool myself down. ate some more chocolate, felt more happy, had jelly and had cup noodles. when i took the cup noodles to the kitchen, ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG~! i saw something crawling in the dusbin. and ya, i took the Sheltox and SPRAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY the whole dusbin.. near by the plastic big also got sound, i SPRAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY again... then omg... KAR ZUA~! faints... i throw the 2 big kar zua downstairs.. thenm spray every corner of the kitchen.... aiyo... so scary can. and ya, after an hour, faints.... 4 more kar zua appear, dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.... really leh... so scary can... then i sweep them on the duspan and ya, throw all out of the window... ewwwwwwwwwwwwwww... x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW MY HEAD IS DAMN PAIN.... got a headache.. got a shock by the kar zua(s)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE~!!! go die.... x(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-1457714820388263265?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/1457714820388263265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=1457714820388263265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1457714820388263265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1457714820388263265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2010/08/today.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-5969120655068851847</id><published>2010-08-17T02:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T02:38:04.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm... how long since i've blogged? omg~! 3 months... lolss.. like almost die-ed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much of changes since May. i'm not working in Subordinate Courts of Singapore anymore, QUIT~! lol.. but create some trouble after that. oh well, was all resolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broke up with mr C, and we both lead our life seperately. one day, i think was july 14, was on the way to Spice Cafe, he msg me, "why nv contact him?" i was like, why cant you contact me? but ya, i ask for a break-up. and we went seperate ways from then, ending a 3months relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sad, but what to do, seriously, character differs really can't click well. my frens told me that he's jus using me, oh well, i dunno. let it be gone. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) and ya, knew a few new frens... one one them is Jooyu, know her after the hair cut with ernest. We went to elton's house for mahjong, teach her a little of mahjong skills. and thats how i know her. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya, another one is Hayden. know him on the mahjong table too.. was on 31st July. it was a overnight mahjong session at kelvin's place. 30 july was someone named, erm... erm... forgot the name liao, he came with hayden. but ya... forgot. lol... jus nice hayden was sitting the "shang jiao" of me, so i keep staring and giving weird weird flirting facial expression, he streessssss booo... lol... keep giving the tiles i want. lol.. and he still remember it till now. lol.. HE ASK ME TO BLOG THIS~! lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to say, mahjong table bring strangers together. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesh... this pic was taken like not too long ago, at CCK. a little gethering with eugenia, kelvin, noel, monster, tyler, and a 3 years long lost fren, cynthia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/TGmEXYd-xbI/AAAAAAAABC8/Lseo_OZzikY/s1600/39115_1546572021418_1148565824_31550884_8033572_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 194px; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506077556677199282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/TGmEXYd-xbI/AAAAAAAABC8/Lseo_OZzikY/s320/39115_1546572021418_1148565824_31550884_8033572_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. life is full of unknown and suprise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to change blog skin.. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 hugsss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-5969120655068851847?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5969120655068851847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=5969120655068851847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/5969120655068851847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/5969120655068851847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2010/08/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/TGmEXYd-xbI/AAAAAAAABC8/Lseo_OZzikY/s72-c/39115_1546572021418_1148565824_31550884_8033572_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-3899319838015252491</id><published>2010-05-19T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T19:33:03.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What are people thinking now..&lt;br /&gt;Mothers now a days still compare how good their children are doing in school. kao.. very lame siol... i was in the bus, and mother 1 starts a conversation with mother 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother 1,"ehh, your daughter studies at XXXX school right? same as my daughter hor?"&lt;br /&gt;Mother 2, taking out her ear piece,"ohhh... i went orchard road for shopping.."&lt;br /&gt;Mother 1,"WAHHHH... your daughter study in orchard there ah... wahh.."&lt;br /&gt;Mother 2, with that blur face,"huh? no la... i mean i went shopping, my dauther study at the same school as your daughter lo, the XXXX school la.."&lt;br /&gt;Mother 1, "haha.. ohhhh.. your elder daughter how old ah? sec wat? 2 huh? younger one leh? sec 1?&lt;br /&gt;Mother 2,"No la.. elder one sec 3, younger one P4 lo..."&lt;br /&gt;Mother 1 with that HaoLian on her face, "hur.. which class your daughter in huh? combine science class huh?, number wat class huh? "-implying first class is best. last class is no good class.&lt;br /&gt;Mother 2,"err.. i dunno leh."&lt;br /&gt;Mother 1,"study how many subjects huh?"&lt;br /&gt;Mother 2,"er.. i also dunno leh, should be 7."&lt;br /&gt;Mother 1 with pissed face,"u wat also dunno de hor?, should be combine science class la"&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i alight the bus. lame siol.. why so bother bout this? is like whether good or no good class, is there a different? its a class, a school cater to students to study. not for parents to compare.. even if ur children didnt get good grads, so? u never know i the future, the other student u compare with will do better than ur child. look how sad some singaporean is... nothing else to compare, compare their child's grad with others. no wonder children now a days wanna jump down from blocks, take drugs, steal.... STTRESSSS u know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. there's one thing really need to learn... DUN JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER. 4 indian boys are talking outside my work place. they look soooooooooo gangster siol.. pai kia pai kia type. so one red t-shirt guy was cursing and swearing on why his mother sue him to court. then other friends of his, omg... THEY TALK SENSE. they told him, "no matter what, family is important. no matter how ur mother treat u, she is still ur mother, and she cares for u thats why. u only have that one and only mother. as frens, maybe 3, 4 years, we wont be there for u, but family is still there, it wont change the fact that, u all are family."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah... okai.. i went back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after work.. nice one.. i was walking to MRT station, this very graceful lady, dress sense very good, looks like 20plus, but i think she is 30plus liao... she walk towards my direction.. wahhhh..... style siol.. knee length skirt, blouse, shore... smile as she walk, so got confident.... thennn behind got one uncle chase after her, "xiao jie, xiao jie, u forgot to take ur change."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stunned... BLURRRRR siollll..... =p look so glam, but toot... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOZ... club on a sat night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/S_PMOdeJGJI/AAAAAAAABC0/YHjLJsZPAjA/s1600/28617_447459780030_751515030_5839220_5326610_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472942520986572946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/S_PMOdeJGJI/AAAAAAAABC0/YHjLJsZPAjA/s320/28617_447459780030_751515030_5839220_5326610_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seee ya all there... if possible. mmuackxx &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-3899319838015252491?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/3899319838015252491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=3899319838015252491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/3899319838015252491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/3899319838015252491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-are-people-thinking-now.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/S_PMOdeJGJI/AAAAAAAABC0/YHjLJsZPAjA/s72-c/28617_447459780030_751515030_5839220_5326610_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-1123630670838561450</id><published>2010-05-16T07:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T07:54:15.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalalalala... facemask.... lolss.. tired... wanna slp.. but cannot... got chanting to do. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/S-8z58vvbeI/AAAAAAAABCs/ix9vfpKsCPw/s1600/2010-05-16-26184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471649142930370018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/S-8z58vvbeI/AAAAAAAABCs/ix9vfpKsCPw/s320/2010-05-16-26184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.. chio bu siol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian... bf ar bf~!!!! miss ya can.... &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-1123630670838561450?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/1123630670838561450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=1123630670838561450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1123630670838561450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1123630670838561450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2010/05/lalalalala.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/S-8z58vvbeI/AAAAAAAABCs/ix9vfpKsCPw/s72-c/2010-05-16-26184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-52928852692443547</id><published>2010-04-26T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T23:03:50.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOTAL SIAN-Ness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boredddddddddddddddd in office..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/S9Wq6OX0vcI/AAAAAAAABCk/5wAgMBR1hd8/s1600/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464461640151121346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/S9Wq6OX0vcI/AAAAAAAABCk/5wAgMBR1hd8/s320/Image036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols.. nothing better to do.. yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am missing someone... so badly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-52928852692443547?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/52928852692443547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=52928852692443547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/52928852692443547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/52928852692443547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2010/04/total-sian-ness-boredddddddddddddddd-in.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/S9Wq6OX0vcI/AAAAAAAABCk/5wAgMBR1hd8/s72-c/Image036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-8026682691958703736</id><published>2010-04-18T08:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T08:33:46.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>changed blog skin... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols... oh ya... dunno the music can work or not. lols.. am leaving the past.. leaving it all behind. =) hope it will be nice.. hope that things will turn out well.. well enough for me not to be hurt. i dun mind being not known, but u cant keep under desk anyway. its impossible to keep this a secret. ya.. jus to tell u. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. well.. i can feel that im very attacted to you. i dunno why also. but ya.. hope that u dun disapppoint me. u know me almost inside out. for a young kid like you to know me, is not easy.. for you to handle me is not easy either. i wanan know you more. and i know that i can know you more. 15th marks the day. u always know, good things happen always on the 15th. like ur birthday falls on 15th too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun see any obsticles in front of us, but then, things are hard to say. maybe, one day, u will jus leave me, not loving me anymore.. no worries, tell me you hv to leave. i'll jus treasure the days we had and move on. =) but i dun see that will come any sooner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, u always see me smiling.. you say it hurts to see me smile, coz u know some smile are not the smile that meant to be seen.. its good to smile. =p you wont hv wrinkles... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my precious one, i love you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neh neh pok.... i broke my slippers... FA FA~!!!!!!! i am so sad can.. i broke the slippers. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;after clubbing lo... HENG LO... only eugenia pei pei, and ravveyyyy saw it lo... TAK GLAM SIOL~!!! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see la, who ask me wear slippers go clubbing, GEH ZUAH~! neh neh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... oh well... break le.. but me and fafa wont~! my didi... =D hugies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-8026682691958703736?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8026682691958703736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=8026682691958703736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8026682691958703736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8026682691958703736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2010/04/changed-blog-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-4342727163485187014</id><published>2010-04-14T03:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T03:53:23.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a long long time i last blog... many things happened, many things changed. even people changed too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started working. time spent with frens are getting lesser. i dun really bother. but it makes different to the others. it really change them. is like no one look after them, they go wild. wild.. really wild. till i dunno them... hope that they know what they are doing. especially for the little one. he's old enough to take care of himself. i dun wanna say more. he've seen people going in, getting cuaught. yet still doing those things.. i dunno what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. another one is happy with his bf , i think... everyday i think he got nothing to do? looking for job i suppose. going to ns also. hope he's fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fafa... ya... he's fine. things goes well.. hope his sales will go up.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with Mr. C.. well. first impression, nice, sweet.. hope thing goes well between me and him. but a problem... oh well... i like him. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai la.. thats all for now. take care all.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-4342727163485187014?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4342727163485187014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=4342727163485187014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4342727163485187014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4342727163485187014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-been-long-long-time-i-last-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-3712756416027248293</id><published>2010-03-04T09:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T09:45:24.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun like the feeling now. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this feeling always come to me when i fall sick... hmmm.. i don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too confident, too proud, too loud are my weakness. let it all go. go go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;safe me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-3712756416027248293?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/3712756416027248293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=3712756416027248293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/3712756416027248293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/3712756416027248293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-are-you-i-dun-like-feeling-now.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-6340568872591389964</id><published>2010-02-11T11:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T11:28:41.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol.. wake up blog~!!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Lunar New Year.. RoaR~!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-6340568872591389964?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6340568872591389964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=6340568872591389964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6340568872591389964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6340568872591389964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2010/02/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-7955073853107246630</id><published>2009-12-20T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T19:57:47.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg~!!! i was awaken by a nightmare... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of my my grandmother dead again. =( this is so saddening... the dream was, i was slping, and i know my granny pass away, then i dun wanna get out of bed, dun wanna face it.. then my mom came in and scold me, it's already the fact. accept it.. then i cried until i woke up... hmmm... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun want anything happen to her seriously... haiz..&lt;br /&gt;at home this grandma also sick.. omg... if 2 grandma got anything happen.. i tell u.. i gonna be so down, very down... dunno what will happen. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz... things are not going well... oh well.. jia you. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-7955073853107246630?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7955073853107246630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=7955073853107246630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/7955073853107246630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/7955073853107246630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/12/omg-i-was-awaken-by-nightmare.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-6921084957731453479</id><published>2009-12-14T13:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T13:56:43.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something is seriously wrong.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must you treat me this way? i dunno you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like, i'm like so tired, so stone. i still do bother to go and ask bout ur well being, and this is the kind of nonsense u gave me. i seriously dunno you. suddenly, really, i dunno you at all. juat this less than one month is more than enough of unnessecery nonsense you creat. thinking that the whole world had gave you trouble, thinking that whole world back faced you. had you ever even think of people's feeling in the first place? had you even think of what you had say made people jus dun even bother to face you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, if u see this post, you may be thinking, "anything, just come up front and say, why be like that and hide everything here, no balls......" or wat ever. but then, it's jus a post for me to express my feelings. i have no where to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've really changed a lot for you. i dun see why you didn't even appreciate. i did so much, for who? it's you. do you even know that. you can go like, why i bother so much, i can jus leave isn't it, no one ask me to stay and make myself so miserable. but, i jus dun wanna see you get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of this thinking, i keep all my not willing, all my anger, all my flame. everything. as what people said, since when did they see me not bithching bout things that doesnt go my way, since when things will nv go my way. jus because i see you as part of me, i gave in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every word came out from ur mouth, words that came thru msn, it's like needle. i just accepted it. i never did anything to you. never... i dun wanna return those needle, it will be very painful for u. i cleared so much so much road for u to walk. did you know? u once and again, dug ur own pit hole in the road ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u said i wasnt the typical aj u met. of coz i'm not, coz i change to suit u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh~! i'm so pissed. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have ur own road to walk, i have my own. i wont leave the road, coz the road is mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-6921084957731453479?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6921084957731453479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=6921084957731453479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6921084957731453479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6921084957731453479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/12/something-is-seriously-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-2433249327546535872</id><published>2009-11-30T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T11:21:45.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets start from friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out in the morning to cck cemetery to pray respect to the ancestors. then went to beach road for buffet. and met jonathan for lunch. after that, went wellness house to ban gong.. reached home. had a sleepless night. was thinking bout how to break the ice between me and someone. was also thinking bout nic prob. was think bout kel's pms and stuff. was also thinking bout vin's emoness. also worrying bout my grandma that fell on her butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat, was at home. thinking thru all those things above. skip breakfast, skip lunch and had only a little dinner. things was not resolved. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun, went to meet wellness, briano and vincent to jurong for chanting like at 11am. reach back home at 9pm. met benji at 9.30pm, came home not too long, and went to meet esther. 2am plus. chat with fren till 3am. was downstairs and was accompanied by a cat that sticks to me so closely till 4am. came home. accompany my granny. chat with her. massage her cold icy hands. prepare hot water for her to wipe herself, made drinks and prepared some food for her. 10am, jus brought her to see chinese medicine doctor.. finally she's slping. but she will wake up and need ppl by the side. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so hurtful to see love ones getting hurt, emotionally or phyciscally. =(&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone is really fine. really..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-2433249327546535872?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/2433249327546535872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=2433249327546535872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/2433249327546535872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/2433249327546535872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/11/lets-start-from-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-5903810249076601133</id><published>2009-11-25T09:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T09:30:58.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i just wonder.. i am jus another bridge to let someone step on and get over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna doubt u.. i dun want to. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been 2 weeks... i really know nothing bout you. i know ur name, i know where u study, i know u gotta work. but.. the other things.. I KNOW NUTS~! seriously i know nothing at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can dunno ur where about after 3.30pm on weekdays. i can dunno totally where u r during weekends, if i didnt ask. u wont tell me where u are.. i can stand ur pms and attitude. i can understand that u didnt hav enough slp. i can even not slp to stay up till morning, to wait for u to be at sch, then ask u things. but u nv tell me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ask bout ur past, u say i am crazy. i ask bout ur dream, u brushed me off. i said u didnt care for me, u ask for a break up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm always so afraid to tell u things, even small little things, like what kinda of ppl i met, what i bought and things like that. coz, i jus dun wanna disturb u with small little things, and also scared that u will jus say, "tell me for wat". =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks is not long, 2 weeks is not very short either. i dun wanna like where u go, i got spy following u. checking on someone is very easy for me. i dun wanna do that. i jus really want u to tell me things willingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday i think of u. everynight i think of u. where ever i go, i think of u.. even my frens think that i'm crazy. you are all over my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, saw ur post on facebook.. to know that u r still thinking of the past, it do hurt me a little. and i was expecting a sms from u yesterday, and yet, u r thinkin of the past. =( saddened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, a "cb!" from u. its really deverstating. i nv expect my date to scold me. seriously. jus wanting to know where are u going, u wont tell me. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl say, i had so much that i can jus blow up, but i didnt. they ask why, this isnt like what i am. what to do, i dun wanna let things turns sour, and i;m afraid of losing someone again. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think you'll nv notice my blog... and i dunno how u much u do really care. but... seriously, i do hope, we do work out right. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care... &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-5903810249076601133?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5903810249076601133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=5903810249076601133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/5903810249076601133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/5903810249076601133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-i-just-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-3655701937531604659</id><published>2009-11-13T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:53:18.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why these things gotta happen~? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you already...! i said so many times! time and time i reminded you not to commit to this kind of things... you cant you just listen.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really very heartbreaking... i am vex and yet very very sad. seeing you like that, and can't help a thing. really, it really put me in a state where i am really speechless, helpless. seriously, i'm disappointed, not with you, but with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dun want anything to happen to you, you know... i really dun want =(&lt;br /&gt;i dun want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-3655701937531604659?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/3655701937531604659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=3655701937531604659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/3655701937531604659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/3655701937531604659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-these-things-gotta-happen-i-told.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-3320915074945502187</id><published>2009-11-12T10:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T10:40:26.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been like 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday will be worrying, if i do this, if i do that, will he get upset, will he don't like it, will he be angry. each and everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not saying that i am tired of all these things. i just want someone there, someone to really care for me. is he the one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone told me.. "omg, jojo leh.. end up like someone like that, need to see ppl face to do things." i was like, haiz.. then wat to do. do i really need him? i dunno leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so irritating. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-3320915074945502187?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/3320915074945502187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=3320915074945502187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/3320915074945502187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/3320915074945502187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-like-4-days.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-8453872467472245636</id><published>2009-11-09T10:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T10:27:30.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was great. Sunday was not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday night. played mahjong at home with benji, xiao kel, stanley. then stanley left, sebas ng came. followed my pheobe and zaus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then played till morning.. sebas slept at the living room till 12pm saturday and left.&lt;br /&gt;i was out around 7am to get ingredians for the potato salad for the picnic at Marina Barrage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ya.. went to marina barrage and reach there at 4.30pm. so ya.. met up with alice + daniel, baoyu + hong, priscillia + boyfriend (forgotten wat name), yongliang + joey, trisha, joonhui, huichuan. so ya.. picnic was to celebrate alice and huichuan birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything ended at 8pm. so ya.. went to met up with Ernest. then ya.. went to PLAY after his dinner. and was a sweet saturday night till sunday morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEPT and ended up having sore throat and slight fever i think, coz i cant get up till today morning.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to those calls i didnt answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all.. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-8453872467472245636?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8453872467472245636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=8453872467472245636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8453872467472245636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8453872467472245636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/11/d-saturday-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-1006794615195929575</id><published>2009-11-03T07:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T07:03:43.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesh~! new pics. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Su9lOT84v2I/AAAAAAAABCc/Gbenh5WD33E/s1600-h/2009-11-01-56799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399645774788738914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Su9lOT84v2I/AAAAAAAABCc/Gbenh5WD33E/s320/2009-11-01-56799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute bo? muahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-1006794615195929575?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/1006794615195929575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=1006794615195929575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1006794615195929575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1006794615195929575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesh-new-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Su9lOT84v2I/AAAAAAAABCc/Gbenh5WD33E/s72-c/2009-11-01-56799.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-6077126825339729279</id><published>2009-10-16T04:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T05:01:48.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After weiwen bday, came home. slp for awhile, and shit... i got myself fever, flu and cough. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went blog hoping, and saw some post around. TO YOU~ hope someone really can make u forget bout him. i'd try my best to not think of him and things and stuff like that, and i know it difficult. i know, u always tell me, no la, nv think of him le, but inside, i can tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna bother if u can or cannot forget him. but ya, u know, what is really best for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like, so jamm with myself now... =/&lt;br /&gt;ask me why? i'm not gonna tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a slut. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-6077126825339729279?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6077126825339729279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=6077126825339729279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6077126825339729279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6077126825339729279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-weiwen-bday-came-home.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-1823928002310243946</id><published>2009-10-06T05:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T05:05:45.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am thinking bout you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will never know how much i really miss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant those happen to me? i'll never understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;you disappear..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-1823928002310243946?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/1823928002310243946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=1823928002310243946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1823928002310243946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1823928002310243946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-thinking-bout-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-8960890140620929121</id><published>2009-09-15T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T01:52:11.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>14-09-09... marks the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 1.. and many more days to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huggss. &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-8960890140620929121?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8960890140620929121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=8960890140620929121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8960890140620929121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8960890140620929121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/09/14-09-09.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-581897131504082748</id><published>2009-09-09T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T14:06:29.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol... whitney new song.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know my own strength.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in club. it sounds like, "i didnt know that i'm straight".. lol.. now i know. strength ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-581897131504082748?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/581897131504082748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=581897131504082748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/581897131504082748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/581897131504082748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/09/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-4579865770387920609</id><published>2009-09-07T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:33:34.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been so long.. so busy busy all these while.. and i'll be FREE this coming FRIDAY~!!! I"LL BE SEEING MY PINK I/C... OMG~!!! so exciting... hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was involve in the Army Open House 2009. yup yup.. busy busy everyday for the pass weeks...aiyo... very tired ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally free le.. tmr off, wed off, thurs off.. friday.. I/C... hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed a song for the blog.. by beyonce, disappear.. its nice. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitess.. take care all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-4579865770387920609?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4579865770387920609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=4579865770387920609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4579865770387920609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4579865770387920609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-4227643474740224918</id><published>2009-08-10T00:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T01:18:47.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NIN NA HIAH~!!! **Please see footnote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah kao... it was a great day until i board the bus from bugis, victorial street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPOREANS are civillised and gracious people. Unlike some FOREIGN PEOPLE**. OH MY BUDDHA.~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We give up our seats to the elderly,&lt;br /&gt;THEY DON'T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We move to the rear of the bus,&lt;br /&gt;THEY DIDN'T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We usually speak softly when we are on board, 'cause we don't wanna cause irritation to other people,&lt;br /&gt;THEY NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We give way to people alighting from the front, before we board,&lt;br /&gt;THEY RUSH AND PUSH THEIR WAY THROUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We usually stand firmly when there are no seats available,&lt;br /&gt;THEY SWAY HERE AND THERE, HANDS HOLDING ON THE GRIP LIKE MONKEY BAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foreign people i met today, THAIs, INDIANs, CHINA-CHINESE, KOREANs&lt;br /&gt;it was National Day yesterday, i LUUNNN... so ya, today then blog. jus nice is after 12am. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai..... friday, didn't go work, on leave. then stanley, aaron darling and vic came to my house for mahjong. then me and stanley went to orchard to find kelvin darling, alvin didi, xiaomin aunty. went over to city hall... so ya, jonathan wong was there, he went to buy movie tickets, for me, kel darling, hun briano and kaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup, went to suntec after saying goodbye to xiaomin and samantha. alvin didi, kel darling, stanley and me, walked over to suntec city. so, ya, then alvin didi and stanley left, met up with hum briano, kaven and jonathan wong. watch UP! the movie., CARTOON.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ya, after movie, went for tau huey. yup.. then kel darling went home. hum briano, kaven, jonathan wong and me, went to shenton way Party World.. till 6am (saturday).. then they took cab home, i took the train and changed to bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up and went to bugis to meet jonathan laogong. then ya, went to eat and met up with hum briano. shop shop shop. then went to changi chalet met up with larry wellness baby, lol.. went to nicky -coffin boy birthday party. yup. stay there till 5am (sunday), then jonathan laogong went home with me, the others went back their own home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, woke up at 2pm. cook Penang Laksa. ate then went out.. went to suntec again, GOT SALE. yeah... bought quite a number or things.. then we went relaxing at TCC. then went to marina square to see fireworks.. then after that BK, then walk around, trying to find cig box. but ya. DON'T have... so ya.. 11.40pm, i took bus 80. it was that kind very little seat that kind, nokia bus, can download songs that one.. so ya... the next stop, FOREIGN PEOPLE** board the bus.. and ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion, Be proud to be a SINGAPOREAN. and not FOREIGN PEOPLE**..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya.. Happy National Day... one people, one nation, one SINGAPORE. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**THIS ONLY APPLY TO THOSE WHO ARE ON BOARD BUS NO. 80 JUST NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-4227643474740224918?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4227643474740224918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=4227643474740224918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4227643474740224918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4227643474740224918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/08/nin-na-hiah-please-see-footnote.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-616994823242285948</id><published>2009-08-03T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:40:15.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today today today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 10.30am.. then ya.. online. then chat with jeremy and we decided to go Pasir ris for lunch. yup.. met him at 12.15pm. i had fresh prawn dumpling noddle, he had meat dumpling noodle. ordered a deep fried prawn paste chicken wings.  after that we went to Tampines, walk walk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he wants to go swimming at Tampines Safra. then i think think, well, since i'm meeting kelvin darling at 6pm at his school there, so near tampines safra. and its 2.50pm then, go home then come out, like so jammed. hmmm... i think go with him for a swim ba... so ya, went swimming, sun tanned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG.. today weather is so so so good.. sun not very blazing, coz its like 4pm, then windy.. no clouds... woah... nice weather right?hahaha so ya, swim, tann till 5.40pm.. and ya, went to meet kel darling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, went to bedok 85 market for dinner. ordered fish soup, bbq chicken wings, sambal stingray.. woah~!!! niceeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ya. smoke, chat chat chat, till 9.30pm i think.. then walked kel darling home.. then took bus home... yup. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrrr~!!!! i felt so healthy today. lol.. timing are so well planned and organinsed.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost every moment is doing what i really wanna do. =D huggsss.. hope i can have more of this kinda of life lo.. relaxing.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all.... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-616994823242285948?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/616994823242285948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=616994823242285948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/616994823242285948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/616994823242285948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-today-today.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-9098025732232104524</id><published>2009-08-03T00:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:30:34.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday(sat) went out with kelvin darling, hum briano, kiro yipo, xiaomin aunty, eugene lao emo.. ahhahaha.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SnW6JlDyhKI/AAAAAAAABCU/zFgSiLPoxxs/s1600-h/Image5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365399204811408546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SnW6JlDyhKI/AAAAAAAABCU/zFgSiLPoxxs/s320/Image5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with briano then ate dim sum with the bf also.. yeah.. then went to meet up with the rest. then ya.. went to bugis, i bought a bag too.. haha.. yesterday my eye is like swollen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. so ya, walk walk, then met up with aaron darling.. then after that met stanley then went PLAY. xiaomin and kiro went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ya.. i was so high yesterday night.. and thanks to aaron and kelvin darling(s), brought me to aaron darling's house.. and ya, sleep. =) muackxxxx~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.. then ya.. wentt home.. then ya, went out for dinner with edgar baobei.. then ya.. till now la.. yup yup.. and i nv sleep well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai.. signing off.. eh eh~!! kel darling~!! DUN EMO ah.. =P huggssssssssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SnW6Jd7sjkI/AAAAAAAABCM/p349QbF0u40/s1600-h/Image22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365399202898415170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SnW6Jd7sjkI/AAAAAAAABCM/p349QbF0u40/s320/Image22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-9098025732232104524?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/9098025732232104524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=9098025732232104524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/9098025732232104524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/9098025732232104524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterdaysat-went-out-with-kelvin.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SnW6JlDyhKI/AAAAAAAABCU/zFgSiLPoxxs/s72-c/Image5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-7974148183545554961</id><published>2009-08-01T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T11:03:06.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just changed blogskin, song and ya... I HELPED MY MUM TO OPEN A FACEBOOK ACCOUNT~!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nv sleep today leh.. as in last night.. but not tired lei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out le.. huggss.. bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-7974148183545554961?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7974148183545554961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=7974148183545554961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/7974148183545554961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/7974148183545554961'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clouds filled with stars cover the skies&lt;br /&gt;And I hope it rains, you're the perfect lullaby&lt;br /&gt;What kinda dream is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare&lt;br /&gt;Either way I don't wanna wake up from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare&lt;br /&gt;Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where&lt;br /&gt;Baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare&lt;br /&gt;Either way I don't wanna wake up from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mention you when I say my prayers&lt;br /&gt;I wrap you around all of my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Boy you're my temporary high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that when I wake up you're there&lt;br /&gt;To wrap your arms around me for real&lt;br /&gt;And tell me you'll stay by side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clouds filled with stars cover the skies&lt;br /&gt;And I hope it rains, you're the perfect lullaby&lt;br /&gt;What kinda dream is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare&lt;br /&gt;Either way I don't wanna wake up from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare&lt;br /&gt;Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where&lt;br /&gt;Baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare&lt;br /&gt;Either way I don't wanna wake up from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tattoo your name across my heart so it will remain&lt;br /&gt;Not even death can make us part&lt;br /&gt;What kind of dream is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare&lt;br /&gt;Either way I don't wanna wake up from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare&lt;br /&gt;Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where&lt;br /&gt;Baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare&lt;br /&gt;Either way I don't wanna wake up from you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW i wish i never met you... but..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-5880456807137608831?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5880456807137608831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=5880456807137608831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/5880456807137608831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/5880456807137608831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dreamt-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-8404670297403378423</id><published>2009-07-19T02:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T04:20:16.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks... its a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin didi, aaron darling, kelvin darling, kiro yipo, nicholas laogong, larry baby, xiaomin auntie, perlyn cousin, pheobe shiheiho, briano hum and date, eugene lollipop, benji, don, daniel, sliver, stanley, sebestian ng. (did i missed out anyone? i hope not..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these were the people that attended the BBQ on Saturday 18th July 2007 at Maplewood Park, okai, thats somewherenear my house.. ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope ya all did enjoyed urselfs.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th, woke up in the morning, 9am, went to larry's house there, picked wilson and him to yishun for chanting. 3pm, went to kovan met up with daniel, briano and date, and eugene. bought the things that needed, and went back home.. did quite a few trips be4 things are all ready for bbq. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ya, daniel help in fried rice, briano and date help in doing the meat, kebut, corn. silver and benji help in drinks. yup yup, thanks thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, went down, bbq rain, bbq in shelter, bbq.in selter and outdoor again. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.30am, SHUA TNEO. yupp.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, washed up things.. now, blogged.. yup yup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a time for gethering, time for people to catch up with people, time to temporary let things down an relax.. =)  things turned out well i guess.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even how tired i am, i'm contended. its really a blessing to see people can make it. seeing people talking, happy happy, playing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugggsss =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-8404670297403378423?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8404670297403378423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=8404670297403378423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8404670297403378423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8404670297403378423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-4978954589805554063</id><published>2009-07-12T08:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T08:30:23.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okai... so ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... jammed~! dunno what to blogged leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. went PLAY. yeah.. and ya.. jus came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huggs... thats all... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing interesting happen lately.. HAVE~! my mood swing. omg, its getting from bad to worst. last time mood swing will be at home only, then will okai after awhile. now ah.. mood swing outside. omg.. and i do scare the hell out of ppl.. they say i look real fierce. omg... haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also dunno what happened that i will be like that. hope my mood swing wont get worst..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH~! today did had something nice, went to drink Caramel Azuki Frappe i think? the onne of TCC's drink. its caramel ice bleanded with red bean paste delow. OMG~! suprising its nice can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. okai la.. thats all.. byeee... LOVE LOVE..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-4978954589805554063?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4978954589805554063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=4978954589805554063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4978954589805554063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4978954589805554063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/okai.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-8793067121773748376</id><published>2009-07-05T09:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T09:03:32.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;elloz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh`?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. nvm.. dunno wat to blog bout.. oh ya. did show on sat at holiday inn.. then ya got a pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Sk_7jCztaqI/AAAAAAAABCE/dxrFMP8qcXY/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354775061434559138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Sk_7jCztaqI/AAAAAAAABCE/dxrFMP8qcXY/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then ah? wat ah? oh, went PLAY. then now home. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okai. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take care. nites~! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-8793067121773748376?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8793067121773748376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=8793067121773748376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8793067121773748376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8793067121773748376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/elloz.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Sk_7jCztaqI/AAAAAAAABCE/dxrFMP8qcXY/s72-c/Image017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-503709530222818676</id><published>2009-06-26T12:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:17:08.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol~! one week since i'd blooged~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sunday was my birthday.. lol.. i'll come to that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai.. last week. was with briano in the night. thanks ah you.. mmm kkk mm.. lets start from thursday ya? okai.. went to kel darling house, then at the night, went to sing K with briano and esther at Shenton Way that Party World. then sing till morning, went home, then went to camp. so ya, didnt slp, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, went to work, then went out in the evening, with jon laogong, kel darling, aaron darling, kiro yipo, briano hum. briano gave me my first bday present, a gucci note clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS~! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to catch catch.. kiro yipo catch a bouble my head size STITCH for me... THANK YOU.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that what ah? oh ya...&lt;br /&gt;then went to rave jie jie place to play mahjong till morning.. reach home, met alvin didi.. chat chat.. and ya, Don called be4 i went to bed, say meet client, then okai lo.. i say call me again.. and MY BATTERY DROP OUT OF MY PHONE WHILE I AM ASLP~! thanks leh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya, whole day like, no call or wat.. until i realised batt not in phone. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i put back, msg flying, calls flying, even house phone, calls flying over.. but ya, all IGNORED~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i get back to slp.. then sunday i then woke up.. its my birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks.. go chanting.. =.=.. abitabha, GONG DE WU LIANG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai.. then at night go where? lol... TEMPLE DINNER. thanks ah wellness... so went with sean black mummy de family and jon laogong and wellness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then met alvin didi for awhile at bedok and yup.. cheesecake for my birthday~! haha.. and he gave me a pair of havanas slippers, as all my slippers all KO YAK already... and a black RL polo-t.. yup yup.. thanks didi... and ya, he say the polo-t will make me think of someone, and ya, me and my didi know who..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya... BACK TO SATURDAY~!&lt;br /&gt;Don wasnt suppose to meet client, he wanted to gave me a suprise party at Pan Pac with briano hum, kel darling, aaron darling and eugene yeo SM, lol... then ya, i suprise them by not answering phone, nv go town, and ya.. short MIA.. ahahaha... sorry bout that k? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR EVERYTHING... huggsss... i love all of ya~! =D my sweet 22.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-503709530222818676?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/503709530222818676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=503709530222818676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/503709530222818676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/503709530222818676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/06/lol-one-week-since-id-blooged-last.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-6106338353356053891</id><published>2009-06-17T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T19:10:08.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Birthday in 4 days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno how to celebrate leh. jammed~! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do i want for birthday ah`? eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- samsung mp3 player&lt;br /&gt;- samsung laptop&lt;br /&gt;- samsung handphone&lt;br /&gt;- samsung lcd tv&lt;br /&gt;- gucci wallet&lt;br /&gt;- prada bag&lt;br /&gt;- strawberry cake (1 is enough)&lt;br /&gt;- a set of red sofa for my room&lt;br /&gt;- a new mahjong table&lt;br /&gt;- a date with you =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol... anyone can filful ~? lol.. like asking a lot hor? actually not la.. hohoho.. u all keep asking what i want ma.. so i list down le loh.. so ya, all these will be good enough.. strawberry cake got liao leh.. so ya, can dun need buy that le. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so jamm eh, dunno go where celebrate leh. any programmes for me? oh the 20th? 21st my actually day, i will be busy with chanting. lol.. so spiritual right~? neh neh, all thanks to wellnessration. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. okai.. wishlist UP~! yeah. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-6106338353356053891?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6106338353356053891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=6106338353356053891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6106338353356053891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6106338353356053891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/06/birthday-in-4-days.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-1495027271847098595</id><published>2009-06-13T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T16:11:26.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Craving for KFC.. haha.. so sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am quite high and crazy today.. hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muackx..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-1495027271847098595?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/1495027271847098595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=1495027271847098595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1495027271847098595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1495027271847098595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/06/craving-for-kfc.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-7021094097663747538</id><published>2009-06-11T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:38:58.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soooonnn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be 22 years old.. omg~! dun care~! i still want present. last year my best present was from boonsun, a suprise celebration. hohoho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's this year? hmmm... 10 more days.. so exciting, looking forward to.. but at the same tinme, omg.. OLD le~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. see, down with sickness these 2 days.. old le is like that de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all.. see ya all soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-7021094097663747538?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7021094097663747538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=7021094097663747538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/7021094097663747538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/7021094097663747538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/06/soooonnn.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-5100520418418513783</id><published>2009-06-10T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T00:51:43.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a pleasent and peaceful day for me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt slp on monday night after temple, then tuesday morning, went to camp. did all the work that suppose to complete and took off from ma'am. she agreed and ya.. went out of camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to see my grandma at hougang for like 2 hours. ya.. and her mempry is failing on her.. =/&lt;br /&gt;she asked same questions again and again... so ya.. also hav to tell her again and again.. at least she rmb who i am. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then 11am, went to cut hair. after that went to meet ah boy at city hall.. we went to shop shop around and ate my lunch. oh ya, i broke my vegetarian on tuesday, yesterday, i'll tell u all why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, then we walk around and went to meet my mum.. and we walked to arab street for a drink and shisha. strawberry flavour is nice. then left at around 5pm plus, i went to met alice and ah boy went to meet up with his friends. then after meeting alice.. went to meet braino and don.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner at east coast... oh well, i smoke again. =.= so ya, don say, make no diff if i eat meat, so ya, broke the vegetarian period and gotta start all over again. so ya, was full... then we went to play bowling. yep... after that, me and briano decided to meet kel darling at the void deck, so yup... smoke the last stick for the day and start my vegetarian again.. today, wednesday... hope i succed. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care kel darling. didi... meet up ya? huggs all..&lt;br /&gt;=) goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-5100520418418513783?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5100520418418513783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=5100520418418513783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/5100520418418513783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/5100520418418513783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/06/was-pleasent-and-peaceful-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-4158447906992691452</id><published>2009-06-05T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T01:10:42.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>elloz there~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup..  this week like so fast can? lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long nv blogged liao.. a week? yeah.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed blog skin le.. hehee... like it so much. gonna slp soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much this week. mc on monday and tuesday. wed went back to camp. thurs as usual, later go back camp.. ya.. and its the weekend~! yeah~!!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno what's the plan.. but its time to have vegetarian le.. yup yup.. k la, tired.. goodnight all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-4158447906992691452?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4158447906992691452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=4158447906992691452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4158447906992691452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4158447906992691452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/06/elloz-there-friday-yup.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-4628140119754013650</id><published>2009-05-28T19:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:06:09.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ello there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this few weeks had been a wakening week for me.. well.. not everything goes the way people wants. so ya, be contented.. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last weekend, went to 3 funeral. dorts right.. weekend burned by funeral..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to blogged about.. HAVE~! my thailand holiday is burned~! no more~! nbcb... dun wanna say why, say liao "huay tok ah, pu huay ah" ~ teochew, which means, on fire, angry~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so not my week... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, took some pics at gerald chalet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Sh59oU-dKDI/AAAAAAAABBk/lhr9cIFatjc/s1600-h/4456_107257450794_698270794_3135908_374556_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340844339886893106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Sh59oU-dKDI/AAAAAAAABBk/lhr9cIFatjc/s320/4456_107257450794_698270794_3135908_374556_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Sh59oH6xfVI/AAAAAAAABBc/b20nNFwvcAo/s1600-h/4456_107257435794_698270794_3135907_2345075_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340844336381787474" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Sh59oH6xfVI/AAAAAAAABBc/b20nNFwvcAo/s320/4456_107257435794_698270794_3135907_2345075_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some under my block with esther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Sh59o9akcvI/AAAAAAAABB8/xrt7JGs_oHE/s1600-h/IMAGE_671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340844350742229746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Sh59o9akcvI/AAAAAAAABB8/xrt7JGs_oHE/s320/IMAGE_671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Sh59oqNk69I/AAAAAAAABB0/LYn0kkn11BM/s1600-h/IMAGE_660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340844345587461074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Sh59oqNk69I/AAAAAAAABB0/LYn0kkn11BM/s320/IMAGE_660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Sh59omdyXBI/AAAAAAAABBs/w7vj3JqrLXY/s1600-h/IMAGE_639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340844344581708818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Sh59omdyXBI/AAAAAAAABBs/w7vj3JqrLXY/s320/IMAGE_639.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/14687908-4628140119754013650?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4628140119754013650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=4628140119754013650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4628140119754013650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4628140119754013650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/ello-there.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Sh59oU-dKDI/AAAAAAAABBk/lhr9cIFatjc/s72-c/4456_107257450794_698270794_3135908_374556_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-3644518368408423212</id><published>2009-05-22T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T16:47:00.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>elloz... on off today~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. so relaxing.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, u are back~! =) so happy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-3644518368408423212?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/3644518368408423212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=3644518368408423212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/3644518368408423212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/3644518368408423212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/elloz.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-2156276221202523990</id><published>2009-05-14T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:17:39.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TIRED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-2156276221202523990?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/2156276221202523990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=2156276221202523990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/2156276221202523990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/2156276221202523990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-1977614867537384570</id><published>2009-05-10T03:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T04:01:55.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>busy busy busy.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elloz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya, what's wrong standing on BIN side? he's my didi what. how many didi do i have? i did say what, people that are close to me, my er zi, my didi, i'll go all out for them. my one and only didi okai~? knn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you have no rights to comment on people losing frens. DON'T YOU HAVE FRIENDS LEAVING YOU~?? very normal isn't it? not knowing inside stories make u even more not in the position to comment ba? oh well.. things had settled and passed. let the matter rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy busy busy.. been busy with temple thingy.. aww.. beat out~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart had lightened up. ps: not the switch on , off that light, is heavy and light that LIGHT. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. must slp early le.. later BOOKING IN TO TEKONG LE~! omg... oh my buddha.. lol.. its like rainy clouds  in the middle of sun tanning, WUU BO~? neh neh pong neh neh.. oh well.. wat to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care la all.. hugss.. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-1977614867537384570?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-5065271443936906649</id><published>2009-05-04T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:23:20.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who do you miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You found your happiness.. am happy for you. and as expected, seeing it with my own eyes, it seems that i am really the last to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i know u will leave me... i have no regrets. people can say that i am stupid, foolish, lying to myself that someday things will change then.. i know it wont change a thing. but still treating you the way i treat you, i think is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for giving me this chance to take care of you these few months... maybe since last monday, you've already find me annoying, why not just f*ck off right? sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helping someone to keep a secret, end up a lie to another.. i am lost somehow. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i say this now. i never leave you behind, and i did love you. take care.. i am always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a long time since my last blogged. am quite busy with things now.. tekong, people, temple, show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finding some time for myself, to catch a breathe. its tiring..&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. its time. =) take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-5065271443936906649?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5065271443936906649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something's bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must find myself back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;find some day.. yeah.. some day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly. haiz.. =( i also dunno what's going on in me... dunno... rawr~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is.. take care... oh ya, happy 20th birthday kelvin darling, 04/04/2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-7833288468986020962?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7833288468986020962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=7833288468986020962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-7444629145452685019?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7444629145452685019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=7444629145452685019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/7444629145452685019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/7444629145452685019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/will-it-be-last-day-i-see-world.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-3833085671140599393</id><published>2009-03-30T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:21:03.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... what a week. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno how to say. been very tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun feel like putting my hands into anything. if things goes out of hand, then will see what i can do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how to put my words.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll wanna see what can you to to the people around me. =)&lt;div 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jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-93593088516995146</id><published>2009-03-25T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:25:56.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ROAR~&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;NEH NEH POK~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si bei pek chek when someone accuse u of something u never do. and ya, its so f*ck up when someone blame every other thing else except him heself.. oh nin nah hiah~! KKKKKKNN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much, not anyone u all know la.. haha.. is someone sooooooooooooooo ppppppsssstttttt*** sprayyy***** sars~! neh neh pong neh neh... some contractor in my camp la. blame weather, blame this blame that.. dorts leh... then still accused me leh.. implying that i did something to some machine to mae it not work.. nin nah hiah, the one that touch the computer most, is you hor~! argh~ pek chek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai.. yup. don say that liao... say liao also like that. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai.. okai.. =) went to camp, almost late. went in, then do some work, then edit something to give my store IC to do up a manual for the store. finish everything, wanted to smoke, lol... I FORGOTTEN TO BRING MY CIG. neh neh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, wanted to take half day, lol.. HQ TPT coming to my camp at 2pm.. cannot take. roar~~~~&lt;br /&gt;so ya lo... then ya, 2pm is when the contractor came la... NEH NEH~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, after they left, i sleep a lot.. coz very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ya, time to go home.. yup, here i am.. and ya, going bathe and go bedok. =D going pb house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta ta.. hugggs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-93593088516995146?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/93593088516995146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=93593088516995146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/93593088516995146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/93593088516995146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/03/roar.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-2759365081669762601</id><published>2009-03-25T04:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T04:24:12.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>neh neh pong neh neh~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how are u all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha.. finally cleared some problems and doubts... back to normal self.. haha.. wasnt normal for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.. like the way it is now. continue this way k? like what you said, you like the way we are now.. and ya, in the toilet, lol.. the TOILET, thought through a lot of things in there loh.. and ya, KAN KAI le~! yeah... so glad. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my "past" i really am putting u behind. as for you, =D we'll stay the way we are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didi... =) happy u talked to me.. see.. talked to me can clear lots of things okai~!? heehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh happy day.. =D felt happy today, but people will still have their problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care everyone. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-2759365081669762601?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/2759365081669762601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up late today. took a cab to camp... then went to report sick.. and ya. back home now. on MC today and tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to rest le.. so stress recently.. omg.. donno over wat also. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its raining.. take care all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huggs.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-9114901930851355482?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/9114901930851355482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=9114901930851355482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;living under ur shadow, its such a damn f*cking irritating thing. leave me alone... but can i let you go? i am trying very hard to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if i were a boy" - i think you should listen to that song. it suits u very well i think. yeah, but u're jus a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u choose not to understand. come to think of it, are u really sorry? omg... i am emo-ing over u. sh*t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that i am slowly gettin over it. and yes, i will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no worries, thanks for ur concern. i and him are doing fine. don't come and disturb. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha... jus now went chanting.. lol.. tired lo.. i think i need some sleep.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i jus miss him so much. so much so much... =) good to hear that he's doing fine. how i wish i stay near him, no doubt we are jus a bus away. but its not near enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... take good care B. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-3051026729780107400?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/3051026729780107400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=3051026729780107400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/3051026729780107400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/3051026729780107400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-shit-you-msg-me-on-msn-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-4037452000218147783</id><published>2009-03-15T02:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T02:05:21.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Sbv30E7bmYI/AAAAAAAABBU/t3PEtvWLxV4/s1600-h/nurul+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313112659461904770" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Sbv30E7bmYI/AAAAAAAABBU/t3PEtvWLxV4/s320/nurul+157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back faciing the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don wish the face reality. oh well.. stupid me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-4037452000218147783?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4037452000218147783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=4037452000218147783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4037452000218147783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4037452000218147783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-back-faciing-world.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/Sbv30E7bmYI/AAAAAAAABBU/t3PEtvWLxV4/s72-c/nurul+157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-6531812565276745841</id><published>2009-03-14T07:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T07:41:11.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ramdom thots~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not getting me anywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to spice myself up everyday.. and i did. but end of the day, tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm always in the possition neither up nor down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can imagine myself over possesive if one day things got right. but is all that i am afraid of lossing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's my old self?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"its jus emotions taken me over, caught up in sorrows, lost in my soul. but if you dont come back, come home to me darling. dont you know that, nobody left in the world to kiss goodnight." - destiny's child ~Emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ït has been many years since i've been in love, with the real man i had given up on love. i didnt think a good man exsist in the world, i was tired of seaching. Because of relationships I've dealt with in the past, couldn't fathom being monogamous, When I least expected it, I found you, and because of you, I know how it feels to be in love" - destiny's child ~LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time had changed, things had its way. maybe, as someone did asked me, ïs it better for you all to be friends only? wont it be more happy for you?" i replied,"maybe?" ïts like, you've been persisting so long, wont the feeling be gone? and it will become more a friend then a lover?" and i replied,"maybe? for me, i think wont, him? i donno."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking through, why am i always dwelling over this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there better things to do then thinking all these..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eveyone thought we are an item. oh well.. when i tell them, we are not, it stunned them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i jus take it easy, live on. it comes, it will come. then do nothing bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did once didnt sms him for a few days, trying to get on with someone else. but i cant.. i still made the move to sms him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;receiving his sms or a call, is like a candy for a day.. sweet and refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i raised my voice at him once, he replied,"dont hav to shout one lo" i was stunned.. i was too eager to meet him.. but it turn out bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the post are all on him.. ha, anything new? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"he's ur motivation in life now. without him, you look like a zoombie~!" someone said that to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tired leh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"huh~!" duck squeeking sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh f*** i am doomed~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. blogged so much bout him leh... jammed leh hor... too bad la, who ask me to like him so much lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is saturday. maybe going s'pore flyers.. maybe la, see him lo.. oh ya, stanley and demson going.. but maybe he don wanna go lei. donno la.. see how things goes lo. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to sleep.. been to mahjong at midnight. nv win leh.. lol.. k la.. slp le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care. =) miss ya lots lots, love deep deep.. &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-6531812565276745841?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6531812565276745841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=6531812565276745841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6531812565276745841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6531812565276745841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/03/ramdom-thots-its-not-getting-me.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-4114745899604806840</id><published>2009-03-11T10:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T11:06:55.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SORE EYES~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saddened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling b.. i miss you. hmm.. somedays, i felt that i am giving you lots of pressure, and made you donno how to react to me. i am sorry.. hope things really do work out well.. we all had our own things to forget. and hope we'll always be around for each other.&lt;br /&gt;i am trying hard to help u forget him, but i know it only proved a little help. i don wanna see u sad, i don wanna see u emo. i really hope the past can jus be the past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DiDi~! lol. i finish emo-ing liao.. but some of it u know what it is about la.. hohoho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORE EYES~! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pain.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya.. i am quiting smoking.. BUT I JUST BOUGHT A PACK OF CIG.. lol~~! =p&lt;br /&gt;how can? haha... anyone help me to quit? DARLING B~! you are suppose to smoke lesser too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... take care all... HAVE ENOUGH SLEEP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-4114745899604806840?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4114745899604806840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=4114745899604806840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4114745899604806840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4114745899604806840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/03/sore-eyes-saddened.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-1256934769774690097</id><published>2009-03-08T05:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T06:03:03.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday after blogging, slept immediately la... lolo.. 3pm.. and ya, missed out a lot ppl's programme... 1 is benji, he asked me to accompany to kovan.. 2 is kelvin, should be meeting for pheobe birthday celebration, but ya, wasnt there. 3 is ppl ask me for mahjong.. and i actually declined it and continued sleeping and the freaking 3.45am, saturday morning, kelvin called me, and ya, i fianlly am fresh enough to answer his question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gotta know things happened on friday night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, saturday.. afternoon met kelvin then accompany didi to check up for polytechnic. then went to eat then went over kel's place, didi place, then to pearlyn place.. then after that, to cine to meet up with kiro and terence.. and jonathan laogong came along. weiwen also, nicholas laogong, gerald and andy lai went off first to PS. followed by kel, didi, kiro, terence, pearlyn, went to maxwell area first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then met up woth stanley and aaron darling. then ya, went down to maxwell market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clubbed~! PLAY.. yeah.. last day of PLAY, close for renovation for 1 month. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya... enjoyed today no doubt seen some and heard some ppl that i don wish to know that they are there.. buy ya.. enjoyed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kel... i am always there for u. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home.. and i moved my sofa into my room.. hohohohoho.... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i treasured every moment we are together.. hope things will contibue to blossom and time goes by... seeing u, will always make my day. hugss. &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-1256934769774690097?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/1256934769774690097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=1256934769774690097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1256934769774690097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1256934769774690097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-after-blogging-slept-immediately.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-3919957501216655183</id><published>2009-03-06T13:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:22:09.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much this week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up woth kelvin and alvin almost everyday.. xiaomin and pheobe was at malaysia frommonday till yesterday night... met up with them too.. oh ya.. they bought a t-shirt for me too... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday took halfday accompany kelvin to see doc, ya, sick luh, but ya, main reason also to take mc la.. lol.. reach bedok, he already finish consultation le.. so ya, after that, went to suntec to look for jonathan laogong, but ya, he change location, to orchard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, me and kel took bus to suntec first, played catch catch.. but ya, nothing we caught, lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, went to PS met jonathan laogong.. he was with eden wee.. then awhile more, gary and sebas came.. we walked to selegie road to have our dinner and ya, thought of having tauhuah, but too full le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, went over to cathay to meet alvin didi... so ya, jonathan laogong and eden went home, gary and sebea met up with jonathan wong and went off.. so me, kel and alvin went to grap something to eat again. after that, alvin wanna catch catch, so ya, went to PS, and ya, HE CAUGHT 2 TOY.. dumbo and mickey mouse... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya... then went back to bedok.. OMG it was raining so heavily... oh well, gotta meet xiaomin and pheobe.. so yup.. got to go over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept over at alvin didi place with kel... hmmm.. didi... don so depressed la... things that are destinated to come, it will come. when u really ask for something, it may not appear to be what you want... if things do happen, let it happen and do it great... don be stunned and borthered by things that i dreamt... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND PLEASE~! my tag box~! don't misuse it~ =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jOJo suddenly felt so lost... losing his way... nothing to look forward to.. someone or something, please motivate this poor kid. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing you.. &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-3919957501216655183?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/3919957501216655183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=3919957501216655183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/3919957501216655183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/3919957501216655183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothing-much-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-421451938353670973</id><published>2009-03-02T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T01:30:04.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes~ finally again.. friday after sun-tanning, went eat, shop, then went sing song... with kelvin, alvin, xiaomin and ppl... then went PLAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday slp at home then night do wat ah? lazy to think le... then monday on MC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday got high fever, cough, flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday went to camp. then came home. met kel and alvin, xiaomin i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed, omg.. very sick, took MC from camp. then went home. kelvin and alvin came over hougang to fnd me.. i was too sick to go anywhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday also forgotten do wat liao.. lazy to think la.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday took halfday. still feel sick lo.. lol... in the night met kelvin, alvin ba? shit~! i think hor, at night ah, my memory not very good leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat nv go PLAY. got ppl say no guest list that day.. so nv go lo... pay go in, a bit sian-ed half..&lt;br /&gt;so that dau went to watch kungfu chef.. yup.. okai la, a bit boring.. hhaha.. but with kel, alvin, xiaomin, kiro around... =D was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back slp... sunday thot got nian geng.. but no ppl call leei... maybe is my HP low batt ba... lol.. so ya... i think lonathan laogong will kill me.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... now rest, slack.. stay happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight all.. i miss didi.. and of coz.. kelvin. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huggs.. &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-421451938353670973?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/421451938353670973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=421451938353670973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/421451938353670973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/421451938353670973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-finally-again.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-9206004447674550777</id><published>2009-02-27T13:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T17:09:53.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like so long again since i last blogged.. omg la can..  even my didi complain le... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai... where did i stop last? oh. haha.. i say going to slp, lol... slp for so long..=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk... ya. sunday afternoon, went Jing Shan Si "you geng" with larry and briano. then went to Tang Ga Beeo, omg la, Guan Zi Zai is everywhere.. lol.. then went to Gu Cai Ba Seng Ong Beeo.. halfway the "you geng" i went bugis to meet Don and Kino. then went to kino's house help up, then me and Don learn a bit "huak sok" ya, conclusion, Don and me are talented... lol... (^.^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night time sunday, me and Don went to larry house.. then ya.. sommmmeeetttthhhhiiiinnnnngggg happened... PS: laogong.. not suppose the say or show any thing ah~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then monday morning went directly to camp.... then evening went to kino's house le... then ya, start chanting le... then do all the prayers things, SLEEP.. and i slept the whole tuesday at kino's place~! at night packed things then went to larry's place, played mahjojng i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then wed morning went to camp.. evening went home.. sleep~!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday went to camp. then went larry house, intented to sleep there... ended up, whole night never sleep, and that was a very special night. i met my Didi, Alvin aka Bin... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was suppose to accompany Kelvin darling to court for hearing de, then thursday night, me and alvin cant slp... alvin called me, and i asked him over to larry's house there, was 3am. then to our suprise, we wore exactly the same thing, black tank top, white shorts and braziliano pralia, lol... o.O weird right? haha... then we chatted for like non stop, and found out we had very very similar thinking... so ya, decided to accept was once i deem annoying person to be my DiDi.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, nv slp oh... accompany kelvin to court.. then we went for sun-tanning.. "I TIRED.. SLEEP FIRST"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-9206004447674550777?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/9206004447674550777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=9206004447674550777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/9206004447674550777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/9206004447674550777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/02/xd-hahaha-its-like-so-long-again-since.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-4687936101088245372</id><published>2009-02-23T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:26:49.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 days.. these 11 days.. what i did? erm... 13th was friday. donno did what.. went camp, then go home le ba?? ya i think went PLAY.. then saturday was Valentine's Day... I received flowers from jonathan laogong... received Sins chocolate from nicholas laogong. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternoon, went movie with Don, omg~! Underworld.. it sux lo. a bit stupid too.. then ya, went chai chee eat claypot thingy... then went to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th was Adrain birthday too... so ya, kelvin, jonathan laogong, kiro, fiona, sean and adrain plus me, we went to Party World at Orchard... sing sing sing... yup..  kelvin also got "date" with alvin, xiaomin and another girl, and 2 more guys i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was pek chek, coz kelvin need to entertain them outside Party World too... he cant sing properly lo... at that time was a bit buay song la... a bit only... then after everything, went out to smoke. alvin and group was there... see liao also sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to maxwell, everybody went... so ya, met Don there too... so ya clubbed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday went to kino's house, shifted the Guan Deh from larry's back to kino's house. then went ya... "PS~!! i need to slp, will be back to blog later."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-4687936101088245372?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4687936101088245372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=4687936101088245372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4687936101088245372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4687936101088245372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/02/11-days.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-6694555702178436817</id><published>2009-02-12T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T00:54:35.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with stanley for dinner jus now. then met briano at orchard. then ya, nothing much.. went home with kelvin wong. then went to bedok, accompany him home. then ya, sms-ed kelvin lee see where was he at.. coz was around his place.. then ya, i came back home le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, nothing much today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still miss ya as much..or maybe more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huggs.. =) &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-6694555702178436817?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6694555702178436817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=6694555702178436817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6694555702178436817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6694555702178436817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/02/went-out-with-stanley-for-dinner-jus.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-1885203870165063876</id><published>2009-02-07T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T00:55:23.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ellozz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long time since i'd last blogged ya.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... nothing much la... new year~! HUAT AH... almost everyday played mahjong lo... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUM UP and this was wat i did la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, eve of new year, did show at PLAY... after that went shop shop at chinatown with norris and larry. brought laogong to larry's house coz he was death drunk. went home at around 9am plus(monday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, first day new year, went to grandma house. haha.. angbao angbao... reach home at 5pm, slp until next day 12am(tuesday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, second day of new year, 12am played mahjong at home till 4am. slp until 3pm, prepare liao then ppl come my house, my only son, ben chor, kelvin, jonathan laogong, nicholas laogong, brian, michelle, briano, wen ze, terence, eugene and his boy, aaron darling and vic.. yup at my house.. then next place larry's house... play mahjong again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, ah don's house after camp... then ya. played mahjong.. ahha..quite late then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday didnt go anywhere i suppose? ya.. camp then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday ya, went town and then went to kelvin wong jia yong's house..then play mahjong again.. then ya, sat morning went back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, woke up, with nicholas laogong, went to meet alice and huichuan lo... before that met kelvin lee, briano, kiro, terence and silver... then went to PLAY. after that went back to larry's place with jonathan laogong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY HOR.. lol leh.. went back to camp... HO SIM AH~! 7.30am leh... then after camp thingy, went to wilson's house for prayers... then ya.. until 5pm then go home leh... nv slp still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday met up with arvel for dinner. was it monday? NO~! monday got chanting at 11.30pm at some spa new tantrics.. ya... pray to the Heavenly Jade Emperor.. ya.. then tuesday met arvel for dinner..... NO AH~! WAS MONDAY AH... after met arvel for dinner then go prayers ah.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. is my age catching up with me... shit.~! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday Wed and Thurs busy busy with camp.. thursday went larry house met jonathan laogong and cook at larry house for their family to eat. ya... played mahjong.. slp awhile, morning(friday) went home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, went to gloucaster camp to collect documents then went back to seletar... BUSY~! DAMN BUSY, GAN P** BUSY lo.... until 12pm, i took halfday and went to orchand hotel for buffet lunch.. celebrate mommy's mother's birthday... then went shopping with mommy... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya... met edgar jus now for talking talking eat eat... then met benji, he's now using my internet access... ya... his modem spoiled... so ya... later maybe with jonathan laogong and lrry, will go pray pray..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everything will be fine.. miss... huggs.. muackx... take care all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-1885203870165063876?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/1885203870165063876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>wOOt~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGH WOR~! chinese new year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things to do, and so little time, no doubt this year got one more second, but ya, still not enough.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, time to upload pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SYCzKlb-E3I/AAAAAAAABBM/R_3zx7sjxL4/s1600-h/n903750226_5672960_184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296430156217193330" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SYCzKlb-E3I/AAAAAAAABBM/R_3zx7sjxL4/s320/n903750226_5672960_184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SYCzKY9IxzI/AAAAAAAABBE/Lg0WbYXJd3M/s1600-h/n903750226_5672959_9856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296430152866645810" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SYCzKY9IxzI/AAAAAAAABBE/Lg0WbYXJd3M/s320/n903750226_5672959_9856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SYCzKEPHinI/AAAAAAAABA8/Wq7q2xhALGE/s1600-h/n903750226_5672872_2435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296430147304917618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SYCzKEPHinI/AAAAAAAABA8/Wq7q2xhALGE/s320/n903750226_5672872_2435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicholas laogong took de.. the day at PS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha/// kk take care all.. huggs&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/14687908-2178941533671019984?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/2178941533671019984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=2178941533671019984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/2178941533671019984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/2178941533671019984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/01/woot-high-wor-chinese-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SYCzKlb-E3I/AAAAAAAABBM/R_3zx7sjxL4/s72-c/n903750226_5672960_184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-8016534661514706625</id><published>2009-01-25T08:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T08:20:43.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year is here~! woot~! high oh.. haha... reunion dinner, ang bao... hahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, went to camp. 9am leave le. heheee.. then went to some cohesion at great world city. watch Transpoter 3, some show la... okai okai la. not say very very nice bo. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then evening, meet kiro, terence.. went to shop shop. met jonathan laogong for dinner.. then meet briano awhile.. then go home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday, lol, i slp until 5pm then wake up.. ha. yao xiu loh.... =p then ya. went to orchard, meet jonathan laogong.. pass him some new year deco. after that, met kelvin, briano, kiro, terence, silver for dinner.. nicholas laogong came awhile later... then ya... eat le, me and nic went to meet huichuan, alice.. =D so long nv see them le la... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ya, shop shop and walk walk, then take pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that meet up the rest at maxwell and went to PLAY. yupp... club club.. then went to larry house to help jonathan laogong dye his hair.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ya.. now home.. gonna slp soon... later got show at PLAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for u:&lt;br /&gt;when the night is dark, i'll be ur light.&lt;br /&gt;when u r out of vision, i'll be ur eye.&lt;br /&gt;when u r out of track, i'm ur path back on track.&lt;br /&gt;when things get out of hand, i am always there.&lt;br /&gt;when u need someone, i'm always one phone call away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww.. i miss him so much.. cant stop thinking.. but ya... =) huggsss. slp more ya.. take care..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-8016534661514706625?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8016534661514706625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=8016534661514706625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8016534661514706625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8016534661514706625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/01/xd-chinese-new-year-is-here-woot-high.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-4607035227786982708</id><published>2009-01-20T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:57:02.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to camp in the morning... nothing much la. got things to do. then busy till end of work. went town met nicholas laogong. then went to visit jonathan laogong for dinner.. then saw eugene and group of ppl... then eat le... smoke smoke.. then went to shop shop woth nicholas laogong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much actually.. then briano and don came to meet us.. smoke, talk cock. ha... nothing much also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then say bye bye to jonathan laogong, eugene, briano, don, then took train to bishan.. took bus home. yup.. a day jus pass like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him actually. =) haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai.. goodnight ya.. huggs. take care all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-4607035227786982708?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4607035227786982708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=4607035227786982708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4607035227786982708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4607035227786982708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/01/went-to-camp-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-6209961798787318470</id><published>2009-01-18T08:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T02:52:01.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itS tIme... let it go. let myself free... all the past and unhappiness... all the waiting and pondering. all the regrets, all the confusion.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think its time le ba... soon will be 22 in june.. holy ****.. lol. so ya... ITS TIME GERL, DARLING OR WAT EVER SHIT... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday... after camp. went to orchard, bought some things to upgrade myself. =p.. don tell u all what. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went over to find jonathan laogong... had dinner with him, then went over to larry's house to play mahjong. haha.. from 10.30pm+ played till sat morning 7am+.. hohoho... then ya.. mids of the mahjong session, jonathan laogong came over, briano came also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya... larry 3am+ still went out to ride bicycle lo.. tolong leh... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ya, morning, rest awhile, 9am+ set of with larry and briano to kino's house... met don there... 10.15am, we started chanting... chantttttttttt till 5pm plus ba.. i 4pm+ buay tahan already... i went to slp... larry, don and briano continued... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: BRIANO~! please ah. chanting huh, don talk can..... lol leh... chant halfway say u wanna sleep already.. then ah... then eye here eye there ah... like not focus like that... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai... i slp until 8pm+ then went back larry's place to take my things then went back home... prepare awhile then wanted to meet jonathan laogong after his work de.. but then he say no mood.. wanna go home le... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, i met nicholas laogong instead.. he also alone.. met him for coffee at cityhall, then we walked to maxwell market... was quite packed.. a lot of ppl lo... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOO BAD... larry got a flight to catch at 6am+ morning... haha.. going to do show with norris and group at brunei... yup.. happy flying... Buddha and ah neo will bless u k? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya... went clubbing at PLAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics taken in play by jeramy aka jer mimi.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SXN56GudCNI/AAAAAAAABAw/X5ft5O9NXQ0/s1600-h/n644845609_2469462_5735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292708026235291858" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SXN56GudCNI/AAAAAAAABAw/X5ft5O9NXQ0/s320/n644845609_2469462_5735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SXN557ufQ2I/AAAAAAAABAo/yAulgkL4H0s/s1600-h/n644845609_2469500_5496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292708023282647906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SXN557ufQ2I/AAAAAAAABAo/yAulgkL4H0s/s320/n644845609_2469500_5496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yup yup.. after clubbing. sit sit at maxwell... until 5am, went to ave 3, near my house there la, joe, abang, jasper and me... ate prata... play cards... opps... jasper reminded me that i had fish soup and rice right after clubbing. i was like.. opps.lol... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ya, 7am they all went back.. and ya, me here blogging.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jonathan laogong - take care.. let things happen naturally, maybe sometimes somethings just don happen the way u want it to be.. take it slow? do your best and have no regrets... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicholas laogong - control ur temper please.. u promise me not to be loud if u got drunk. u even shouted at me. @_@ haiz... take care okai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaokel laogong - don need to make things until so tensed up with other ppl ba?still can be friends ba? oh well, maybe i donno wat happened.. but ya.. do what u think is right.. shuaige stead is difficult to find la. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex laogong - take good care~! u have work and school to handle... please catch up on what ever u had lost out. hope u can play and work hard the same time... we will meet up sometimes soon ya? and ya, any help in school work, can come to me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all laogong, baobei, baby, darling - u all will still have ur beloved joJO (laopo, baobei, baby, darling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope chinese new year, things for everyone will get better.. and maybe i can find someone to share all my joy and love with. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all... =D&lt;br /&gt;huggsss... muackx &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-6209961798787318470?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6209961798787318470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=6209961798787318470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6209961798787318470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6209961798787318470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/01/d-its-time.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SXN56GudCNI/AAAAAAAABAw/X5ft5O9NXQ0/s72-c/n644845609_2469462_5735.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-6952808100700343866</id><published>2009-01-16T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:20:28.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Change =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that i'll stay healthy and happy happy all the time.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=p things will just get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all.. muackx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-6952808100700343866?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6952808100700343866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;was sick yesterday... had mc... so ya. nothing much can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when out in the night to meet briano, eugenia and other ppl... then take quite a number of pics with eugenia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SW8SkvX103I/AAAAAAAABAg/G6VEkuJJVeU/s1600-h/n829495544_5377432_7617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291468509584675698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SW8SkvX103I/AAAAAAAABAg/G6VEkuJJVeU/s320/n829495544_5377432_7617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was equally sick.. but got to go camp, coz instructed by the old woman.. so ya, morning see her, she nv really blow up la, jus very demanding lo.. was shivering the whole day la, so cold... hmmm.. donno is it my curse that come true again.. didnt want her to be there, she 10am not in camp le... hope nothing much really happen with that curse along.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am now at home.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing his blog.. didnt had a chance to enjoy with him and share his burden. but to know that he's fine, its good enough already. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be fine. ha. jus had chocolate.. think my mood will be better later ba. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care... huggs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-3291285182971464624?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/3291285182971464624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=3291285182971464624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/3291285182971464624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/3291285182971464624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/01/was-sick-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SW8SkvX103I/AAAAAAAABAg/G6VEkuJJVeU/s72-c/n829495544_5377432_7617.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-4837806257662420383</id><published>2009-01-13T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T01:54:02.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday morning... after PLAY, went to Buddha Relic Temple with larry and kenny... Sooooo glam can... then went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday sleep until 4pm wake up... went to do show with larry at TPY. charity show la.. those old ppl like lo.. did a good deed... but mood wasnt that good.. whole day didnt get his sms or call.. not even 1.. hmm... miss him like crazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home around 11pm.. online.. but he's not there.. oh well.. what to do.. went to slp lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up.. went to camp.. was thinkin bout him lo.. keep thinkin thinkin, then finally a sms came.. say that he's sick.. wah.. so worrying.. almost wanna take urgent leave to see him can... haiz.&lt;br /&gt;after camp went larry house, meet alex and larry.. went to changi aloha chalet do show.. then jus reach home lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally see him online.. know that he's at home.. he's fine.. ya.. its a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take good care everyone.. hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-4837806257662420383?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4837806257662420383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=4837806257662420383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4837806257662420383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4837806257662420383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/01/sunday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-5475257663415928282</id><published>2009-01-11T09:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T09:16:07.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend.. didnt see him at all. =( am a bit sad... but ya. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went PLAY.. nothing much.. not much ppl there too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat actually got chance to meet him de... but got mahjong with stanley, qi en and dragg.. so forgo the meeting with him.. if he's mine, then different... no matter what, i'll meet him de.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MiSS yOu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care.. huggs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-5475257663415928282?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5475257663415928282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=5475257663415928282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/5475257663415928282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/5475257663415928282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-2699377089070409830</id><published>2009-01-08T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:46:14.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08 Jan 09...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago... am feeling abit uneasy..&lt;br /&gt;yesterday felt a bit left out..&lt;br /&gt;today.. i miss someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... contradicting feeling. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai... today went to camp.. then do some area cleaning.. then, celebrate one of camp mate ord.. then ya, went out eat Botak Jones, then ya, took halfday leave. went town accompany briano. then ya, meet alvin, weiwei, don and nicholas... oh ya, went to see jonathan laogong work also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, then ya, went to eat.. then ya, miss someone soooooooooooooooo much... didnt hugg someone, feel so uneasy.. haha... **am i thinking too much? oO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we aint an item... neither here nor there... sometimes am so afraid that one day, he jus hv no feel for me and kiss a last goodbye and "i think the feel for u, its jus friend." ha... that's it...! pENgzzZZ... faint lo i tell u... but i told him not to hesitate to tell me, if at any point of time, if he thinks that, we aint suitable, we will jus be fren. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya... see.. contradicting again. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watever it is.. take care all.. and ya.. misses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-2699377089070409830?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/2699377089070409830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=2699377089070409830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/2699377089070409830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/2699377089070409830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/01/s-08-jan-09.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-1539433277057772236</id><published>2009-01-05T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:52:07.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>useless me.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt like slapping myself... i only can stand there, pleading for chance. what is this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing him with that sight, holding on to him, where he was shivering... it really hurts. and i can jus do nothing. how am i gonna protect him in the future.. lets not talk bout future.. NOW. i cant do a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling kinda down. hope tmr things can better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care... huggs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-1539433277057772236?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/1539433277057772236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=1539433277057772236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1539433277057772236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1539433277057772236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/01/useless-me.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-1431191477569381094</id><published>2009-01-04T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:00:10.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be monday again... =( so sian... haiz... another 9 more months.. jia you~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.. woke up at 7pm.. ya.. didnt go for chanting due to briano not free, got to do project.. so didnt went for chanting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya.. woke up. then went to bedok meet kelvin for dinner.. FINALLY, got to eat my TANG YUAN~! actually also finally, got to eat dinner alone with him la.. it may be simple meal, but i still treasure this very little moment... wooo.. its nice lo.. er, both TANG YUAN and "date" lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya... had BAK CHOR MEE soup.. first time having that... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha.... was nice today... a lot of things jus go thru my mind today... really quite a lot.. hope things jus go right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huggss.. muackx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-1431191477569381094?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/1431191477569381094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=1431191477569381094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1431191477569381094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1431191477569381094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/01/d-its-gonna-be-monday-again.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-5508369173895058278</id><published>2009-01-04T09:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:58:01.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first~ let me blog something sickening... which happened on the second day of the brand NEW year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.30pm, a call arrived, "hello.. what u doing now?"&lt;br /&gt;i replied, "oh.. nothing much lo, why leh?"&lt;br /&gt;he said,"nothing la, wanna ask you some questions only."&lt;br /&gt;i said," okai..so ya? wat?"&lt;br /&gt;he asked,"erm, u like Sins Chocolate is it because of me?"&lt;br /&gt;i replied,"eh.. some of it yes, but because nice to eat ma, u intro to me de ma..."&lt;br /&gt;he said, "oh okai.. then is it because of me then u like and start to drink chysenthemum white tea?"&lt;br /&gt;i said," no ah.. i like it way before i know u loh.."&lt;br /&gt;he said,"orh ok, then nothing le.."&lt;br /&gt;i asked," why leh... where u now? so free ah?"&lt;br /&gt;he replied,"i with my booyyyfriend now."&lt;br /&gt;i answered,"orh kkk... enjoy okai? take care ba."&lt;br /&gt;his reply," ya, of coz i will enjoy, i'll sure enjoy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIN NAU HIAH~!!! u think very highly of urself hor? like a few things, oh is because of u ah? ya, wat u trying to prove? u make great impact on ppl? huh? or wat? SUAY JI~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was only trying to ask u enjoy great times with boyfriend, why must u reply until ssssooooooo sacasticly? -.- elloz.... i am ur ex leh.. u hao lian wat... okai la, fair enough la, u nv love me... but ya, NIN NAU HIAH~! DU LAN~ *&amp;amp;^%$#$%^&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai~~~ back to real life. ha. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep intil 7pm wake up yesterday. then prepare prepare went to meet briano, eugene and nicholas laogong at outrum park mrt station.. we went to visit eugenia at SGH, Singapore General Hospital... u had gastric infection i think.. hmmm... reached there around 8.45pm, haha.. she didnt expect us to visit her.. but ya... PLEASE TAKE CARE eugenia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10pm, we left for maxwell.. meeting kelvin, kiro and terence.. going for dinner... we went to eat chicken rice... was a nice meal... =) its located at next to chinatown complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then its around 11 or 11.30 le... ya, went back maxwell, met larry... then chit chat, 12.30am went in PLAY... kiro cant go. oh ya, we went Tabs take chop first.. kiro can go.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, we went PLAY, kiro alone.. ya lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after "When I Grow Up", we went out find kiro. awww.. before went out, i still had a cup of Martell with ice... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, was high. then went Tabs. 2nd time in my life.. lol... briano now smart liao la, know how to use kelvin to ask me do thingsss... lol.. but its okai la.. all happy happy ma.. =) awww, i like wat i said on the way to Tabs in the back alley, "i'll be your light through the darkness~" lol, like so drama lo. dortsss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3am, went back to PLAY, kiro still cant get in.. so ya, club for last hour, then went maxwell.. eat~! yeah.. so hungry la me.. haha... kelvin eat le need to go terence house le.. coz also donno wanna do wat in maxwell, coz he cant go home. =/ then ya, he gotta leave with kiro, terence and jim lo.. hmm... so fast, only see him for like so short period of time... lol.. in fact already 7 hours.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ya.. miss him lei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yup... 7am, i took mrt back home... chat chat with mommy, then make breakfast for mommy and daddy... oh ya.. today their 26th anniversary.... HAPPY ANNIVERSARY MOMMY AND DADDY~!!!!! muackx muackx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all.. its time to rest.... haiz.. cant see him so often le when he sch reopens. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huggss.. take care.. tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-5508369173895058278?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5508369173895058278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=5508369173895058278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/5508369173895058278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/5508369173895058278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_04.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-8545336776720955449</id><published>2009-01-03T08:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T09:14:22.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(-.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww... so sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday. went to camp in the morning, tired~! then ya, a lot of things to do leh..&lt;br /&gt;then after camp, came home, bathe... then went to meet kelvin, kiro and terence... lol&lt;br /&gt;so funny la.. i was talking on the phone with jonathan laogong, then i board the wrong bus.. then i so paiseh to alight, and also nvm, 61 got reach aljunied then i can take train... so ya, talk and take bus lo... ask him come out hor, so many excuses leh.. wat wanna watch little noyna.. lol, wanna see the duaji got stroke... =.= then i ask him go cineleisure watch, he say don want, mary got cook...&lt;br /&gt;tired leh... don come out lo.. wat can u say more...&lt;br /&gt;p.s, mary is jonathan laogong's mommy. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai lo.. so ya, alighted at aljunied took mrt then change then yup, arrived at orchard... walk one round cineleisure.. ya, called kiro, he nv answer, then call terence, HE SAYS, WE AT BUGIS LEH., WANNA COME FIND US?  O.O~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUNNED... kelvin say go town.. then ya, okai lo.. bugis.. er, after aljunied station, kallang, then lavender, then bugis... BUGIS~! okai loh.. ya..mmm okaI.. ya. lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then okai loh... i took a bus to bugis lo.. we walk walk bugis street. then i was hungry.. so they accompany me eat lo... FOODCOURT A LOT OF PPL... no choise. mcdonalds.. wenze called, eh? briano on the phone.. lol. ask me wanna play mahjong. wenze got kar(leg).. ya.. so okai.. after comfirming, 9.30pm got to reach wenze house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was 8.30, i called nicholas laogong, he said he was at bugis when i left house.. guess where was he? lol... CLARK QUEY.. omg.. why today all mixed up places ah? o.O?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya.. ask him don come meet us la.. so ya, 9pm, went to the bus stop...kiro and terence donno wanna go where, kelvin going with me, so ya... think think think liao, miss a few buses, but then ya, all go wen ze house.. lol.... can see kiro a bit sian-ed la.. but ya... togetherness la... nothing to do in town also, maxwell.. erm, tired la hor.. later going also. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya...reached wen ze's house.. yup, agreed with wenze he play DONG, NAN, i play XI and BEI.&lt;br /&gt;played 3 POK. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai... so play play play... eh... nicholas laogong came with eugene... lol... like gathering like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya... the others were like obsess with facebook, pet society.. lol... so they also play play play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelvin got to leave early... hmm.. 4am ba, he, kiro and terence left... he cant wait any longer le, coz ask him to wait, got win money ma, then can let him take cab... but ya.. he only took $2 from my wallet... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ya... huggss huggss... got win k, nv let u down.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya.. then after that, me and wenze half half the money won.. then we decided to go downstairs eat... yup... went downstairs. ermmmm, all CLOSE.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we order mcdonalds on the way back wenze house.. so ya... had breakfast.. watch movie, then ya, 6.30am, me, eugene and nicholas laogong went home... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ha.. today no pics. got take la, but with kelvin.. so ya, next time then post ba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muacks.. miss ya. take care all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-8545336776720955449?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8545336776720955449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=8545336776720955449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8545336776720955449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/8545336776720955449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-6860414233026245309</id><published>2009-01-01T22:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:49:41.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... its the new year again.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the eve... went to Guang Ming San for prayers, walk walk, countdown... lol. very special right? temple countdown... i met jonathan lao gong and larry first then went to bishan... then met briano... we went to S11 for dinner... then slowly one by one come.. kiro, eugene and boy. then eugenia, kelvin, terence, adrain, mac... haha.. so we set off to the temple... took bus there... then stanley met us there too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walk walk, see see look look.. lol.. after that, eat eat, oh ya, there got sell food, vegetarian one la.. lol.. so ya, later, me, briano and jonathan laogong went for he prayers inside one of the hall, The Great Compassion Hall. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the 108 sound of bell , chanting start... then 1am plus, ended.. lol, then cut short la.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai.. after that, eugenia left for clark quey... mac, eugene and boy, stanley went home... the rest of us decided to go larry's house, to cook and hav some steamboat kinda thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya... set off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then reach larry's house... went ntuc fair price.. buy things... then ya... went up, COOK.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half way, after eating, briano went to wenze house, coz wenze drunk. lol.. haiz... briano stress la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we watch tv, until 7am... go home~! oh, jonathan laogong sleep there ba... kelvin and adrain went kiro's house. terence went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach home..... awwwwwww... my bed... SLEEP~! of coz got bathe first la.. lol.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until 8pm then wake up for dinner... 9pm watch little nonya.. like so feeling la the show.. but ending soon le la... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ya... mommy gave me eat hashima... hahhaha... so nice.. then stil gave me a key chain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SVzkusBFkpI/AAAAAAAABAM/OBpBJJZBXWs/s1600-h/2009-01-01-82286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286351553366954642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SVzkusBFkpI/AAAAAAAABAM/OBpBJJZBXWs/s320/2009-01-01-82286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SVzkvNu60BI/AAAAAAAABAU/K5398J0-OpU/s1600-h/2009-01-01-82341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286351562417557522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SVzkvNu60BI/AAAAAAAABAU/K5398J0-OpU/s320/2009-01-01-82341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol la... COACH one.... lol.. her christmas present by one of her office ppl la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;briano called ask wanna go st james. lol... SLEEP la briano... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight all... hugss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care..... i so miss u...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-6860414233026245309?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6860414233026245309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=6860414233026245309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6860414233026245309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6860414233026245309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2009/01/d-h-p-p-y-n-e-w-y-e-r-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SVzkusBFkpI/AAAAAAAABAM/OBpBJJZBXWs/s72-c/2009-01-01-82286.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-7471050543913562221</id><published>2008-12-31T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T01:33:26.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to play mahjong after meeting aaron and briano for supper... at larry's house. then play play play, lol... got police come leh... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then moved inside his house play loh... erm, actually was playing at the corridor la... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ya... went to camp... wah.. got thing to do leh.. no time to sleep... heng ah.. early fall out. then went to orchard to find briano.. then went shopping.. oh ya, went to find ivy too... get a cup of caramel frappacinno.. haha... then ya.. shop shop shop.. i bought a jacket from armani exchange oh.. so nice can... erm. is white la, but pattern cant see here coz cam very lousy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SVpZQbntxlI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Qc_x8hG8OTU/s1600-h/2008-12-31-01074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285635251499812434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SVpZQbntxlI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Qc_x8hG8OTU/s320/2008-12-31-01074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SVpZQeJk5XI/AAAAAAAABAE/A2wbQUA3hfM/s1600-h/2008-12-31-01133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285635252178707826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SVpZQeJk5XI/AAAAAAAABAE/A2wbQUA3hfM/s320/2008-12-31-01133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ya...was tired and hungry... then pek chek... coz briano cant find wat he wanna buy, then keep in walkin here and there... paragon, taka,paragon taka, isetan, taka... lol la.. then in the end bought a pair of jeans and underwear and a shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ya, went to meet kelvin, kiro they all... then ya... was very pek chek. then took bus to bugis there.. even pek chek.. coz kiro and terence were toooo loud.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then wenze came, we ate at some hong kong cafe. then ya, mood was a little better.. =) then ya, when was bout to go home... the best part of it all arrived. =D that's it for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a hugg and a kiss is worth more then a thousand words...&lt;br /&gt;how i wish to hugg u longer...&lt;br /&gt;when someone's down, tired and upset, it really can brighten someone day...&lt;br /&gt;how i really wish a wish of mine really do come true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huggsss.. take care all.. pls slp have a goodnight rest... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-7471050543913562221?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7471050543913562221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=7471050543913562221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/7471050543913562221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/7471050543913562221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2008/12/33-went-to-play-mahjong-after-meeting.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3kKaaW8gg4/SVpZQbntxlI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Qc_x8hG8OTU/s72-c/2008-12-31-01074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-6000472551021130808</id><published>2008-12-29T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T01:51:22.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its monday again... sian-ed, gotta go back to camp le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. yesterday was another fun day.. went out with kelvin, braino, mac, kiro, adrain, terence, eugene and one more donno who, mac fren. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i first met kelvin, mac, mac's fren or kiro's "feelin feelin" haaha... terence, kiro and adrain at cineleisure then met eugene and braino outside cine.. we desided to go lavender food market.. yup... lol, on the bus i keep on making fun of kiro... MOK~! and ya, his ex and his feeling feeling sitting together, oh ya... when we were at cine... kiro went to toilet with a cute guy.. then donno got do wat or not la... tsk tsk tsk... so flirt... got ex, feeling feelin, still got ons.... =p kidding ah, mok YI PO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... okai.. then we took bus and walk some distance to the food market...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food market got shuai ge oh... when kiro and terence went to order GONG GONG, a shuai ge served them, they stunned... donno how to order liao.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ate some dessert and ya... went to smoke after that... then we went to some temple to look at the statue and things... =D omg.. very glam lo... yup... then after that.. home sweet home le....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am so glad to see him everyday this week... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww... was a bit jealous and angry when someone took number from him in PLAY... when i was a bit tippy and high, ((*&amp;amp;^!#$%&amp;amp;, then dance so close some more... roAr~! then still look at me awhile, see i got what reaction... NBCB.. =x sorry to scold vulgarities.. but ya... =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but also la... cute ppl will have ppl take number de la... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huggss... take care okai.. everyone also.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-6000472551021130808?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6000472551021130808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=6000472551021130808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6000472551021130808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6000472551021130808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-monday-again.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-8189836933400435468</id><published>2008-12-28T08:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T08:58:16.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Mommy... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was sleeping the whole day.. then suddenly got awaken by somethings... dorts.. then i was super PEK CHEK... then went to larry's house see him ban gong.. then i nv help la.. coz i also see nothing to help la... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after he ban gong, we went to maxwell to meet the others... oh ya, before that, we met christopher, then we went down together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach there, larry and some went in PLAY first.. then kelvin, briano, eugene and me, later a bit then go in. then we stood in front of place smoking, then SUDDENLY, KNNB la, got 2 crazy woman in a pick-up, threw EGGS leh... omg can.. wah lao, hit the wall and tree in front of PLAY, then kanna my white hoodie. =.= kanna kelvin's t-shirt a bit, kanna eugene's shirt and pants la... wah lao eh, nin nan hia... knn leh... i very pek chel liao, then make me more pek chek la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pick-up drove pass very fast.. good is nv kanna whole body. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then clubbed then ya, ended... was very high.. drank alot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days seeing u continuesly, i am really very happy.. =) don wish to see u glommy.. hope i can help u ease ur trouble.. =) &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all.. huggss..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-4515272562474670569</id><published>2008-12-27T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T19:24:57.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birthday Daddy... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday friday... was sick and got MC and rest and home... boring day... around 6pm, me and larry reached Sembawang Saf Yatch Club with ivy, we did show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to changi to find kelvin, briano, terence, kiro.. alex and roy was there too.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to Loyang Tua Pek Gong Temple... then after that went to changi beach there lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, kiro, alex and roy went back.. the rest of us, set down and chat chat... yup, 6am, go home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus miss u so much.. i donno why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all.. huggs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-4515272562474670569?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4515272562474670569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=4515272562474670569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4515272562474670569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/4515272562474670569'/><link rel='alternate' 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walk walk around at paragon and we went some japanese food court for dinner.. kelvin, adrain and kiro came to meet us. ben and bf came too.. the lastest, terence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dinner, we went to take bus... to dempsey hill for ben&amp;amp;jerry's ice cream.. wenze went home and eugenia met us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dempsey's ben&amp;amp;jerry has nice ambiance.. its nice for chilling out. they have a bar there too. with a live band stage, every tuesday i think, they will have performance there... that place is like what you'll see in italy or some european country, where ppl will have their ice cream in. cosy, nice place to go to.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we all went home seperately.. and i am missing someone already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw him for 3 days in town already.. and its always with a group of ppl... but its okai, at least i gotta see him... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll nv receive sms or call from him specially jus to meet me.. haha... or some call from him to update his doings.. okai la..we aint an item, but hope he treat me special.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.. take care.. huggss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-6411069692828684738?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6411069692828684738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=6411069692828684738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6411069692828684738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6411069692828684738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-6288345843340012961</id><published>2008-12-25T08:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T08:23:16.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=D &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;christmas season... everyone enjoy okai? =) and at the same time please take care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas eve, went to camp.. then 10.30am fall out le.. came home and ya, took my stuffs and went to larry house. need to kelp kelvin make up... and he ask me to drag too, no choice, how tired i am still put on make up and walk down the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. he always wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell so comfortable seeing him.. seeing him playing with other guys doesnt make me jealous, it look cute.. haha.. lol.. hugging him makes me fell needed and still will look forward to hugg him even more... lol.. not to say a kiss...&lt;33  awww.. i'll melt, and i always melt. haha... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing him is enough le ba... if this can proceed on is the best.. but ya. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all.. huggss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-6288345843340012961?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6288345843340012961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=6288345843340012961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6288345843340012961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6288345843340012961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2008/12/d-merry-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-6473031627174321610</id><published>2008-12-23T03:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T03:14:58.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Awwww.. at last... i made the imeem work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna put more song u see.. hmm... from 12am make until now lo... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai... monday.. went to camp. after that met jonathan laogong. then ya, went to eat. then ya, kevin, terence and mac came to meet us. then briano came... then ya, came home... nothing much. a lot la, but then lazy to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... did i scare the hell out of someone? AM I VERY WEIRD ON MONDAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i donno... i am jus out of my head. donno la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all... suddenly emo... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho... merry christmas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-6473031627174321610?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6473031627174321610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=6473031627174321610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6473031627174321610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6473031627174321610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2008/12/awwww.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-6031894678588485095</id><published>2008-12-19T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T12:32:50.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday went to camp... then went to see doctor.. then get MC.. then go home... omg.. so freaking sick can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today also... take mc le... so tired, so sick... tmr still got show. awww... hope my eyes are not swollen... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night... was suppose to be having dinner and TANG YUAN.. but ya... he was too busy and forgotten bout it.. haha.... was waiting for his sms, but it nv came... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-6031894678588485095?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6031894678588485095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=6031894678588485095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6031894678588485095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/6031894678588485095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2008/12/yesterday-went-to-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-5342922788997389419</id><published>2008-12-16T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T21:26:26.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't blogged for one week. quite a few thing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.. so stress, before my ma'am went for her overseas trip... GKAN ME leh. She still doubt about my work ability leh... cHin dAriNg leh... but oh well... she also going overseas le, let he gkan lo. what to do, my superior what... WIN LIAO LO.. =P&lt;br /&gt;At night... someone with some foriegn number suddenly called, "hello, guess who am i?"&lt;br /&gt;and i replied, "what? no need guess, what u want now?"&lt;br /&gt;he said, "no lah, just to see are u fine loh."&lt;br /&gt;i replied, "thanks for ur concern, still surviving."&lt;br /&gt;he said,"this is my new number, the others all can throw."&lt;br /&gt;i said, "orh okai. then wat?"&lt;br /&gt;he replied,"i need you to accompany me to shopping this weekend."&lt;br /&gt;i replied,"okai. inform me agian, i wanna slp. bye"&lt;br /&gt;P.S., conversation all in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... i think those close enough with me de ppl should know who this person is le ba... i think donno me much de ppl, also know le ba... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai.. thusday came. in camp, he calleda again, and say he attn B, nothing to do, ask me call him back... then u know la, i forever cannot push him away de... okai... so ya, called him, then chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday's here. after camp.. met him for dessert at AZABU.. omg la... the dessert is so nice... ice-cream, brown sugar syrup, fruits, red bean paste.... etc etc.. omg la... its so sweet... don hv the pic with me... all the pic he took with his samsung omnia... =.=&lt;br /&gt;after dessert, we walked around marina square and look at some tie for his dinner suit. 10pm, we set off to larry's house to play mahjong. hahaha.. so many ppl was there la, kelvin, kiro, adrain, terence, daniel, briano, jonathan, mac, stanley, jasper, kevin, qi en and me.&lt;br /&gt;then play mahjong... play until next morning.. then imran half way came over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning, then eat breakfast, then went aaron house, aaron said,"since when u did forget him, or let the memory off?" and then aaron saw some of my UGLY scene. =.= haiz... WHYYYY~!&lt;br /&gt;... omg.. after that i sleep until like donno wat la.. like some PIG or wat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ya, okai.. woke up 5pm, was suppose to meet qi en at 3pm. haha.. late... then his sms so angry la........ haiz... then i scare he angry, but ya, reach marina square azabu... he was talking on the phone, then he hung up, 'why so late... 2 hours leh... i waited 2 hours.." then i was like, "sorry sorry.." then he asked whether played until morning, i said ya, then he say, nvm... THEN~! THEN~!, DESSERT JUST CAME TO THE TABLE... OMG la.... oh well.. ya, then eat le, we went shopping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, shop till orchard there... then gerald wanna meet me, then ya, meet me liao, qi en don recognise him hahahaa.... P.S. they are ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ya, qi en left, nicholas and weishiong came... then we went xinwang cafe. eat eat eat, then went to maxwell.. then i received a sms, I WAS SO HAPPY LA~ "jojo, you not coming to maxwell ah?" haha.. jus a simple msg la.. but really happy le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ya, maxwell sit sit.. then ya, went PLAY. along the way, also got one more sms, haha.. i lso very happy... hhahhah... "why i nv see u inside?" haha.. =P ya, was outside emo-ing. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ya, after PLAY, eat, then share cab with imran and larry. gerald came over to my house, then we chat chat downstairs until 7.10am, he went to tampines.. haha.. heehee, he scare to go buangkok, as in any of the other 2 house to stay over, no doubt is nearer to tampines.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i SLEEPPPP... qi en came, took some of my clothings for his sis wedding.. then he went meeting and wat ever he need to do... i sleep whole day... till next morning, went to camp. didnt go st james. yup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday, nothing much. at night, went out with jonathan, he say no job, then very sian.. okai lo, i meet him la. then on the way, saw ryan.. then say sentosa got job.. lol. today i think he went interview ba. ya.. then we walk walk, find briano, then chat a bit, gossip a bit, then went to find ivy/kenny. then ya, got job vacancy again... hahaha.. then i help jonathan ask... see... got job again. see how things goes liao lo. =D&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly, my eyes swollen.. went tan tock seng hospital, need to wait 2hrs 45mins leh.. then i don wanna see doc liao.. called aaron, aaron not home, then i called andygreen. oh ya, he at home, then going to play mahjong, then okai lo, i follow... WAH PIANG~~! haiz... only got one person played seriously.... then after that, poker, all anyhow play, need me to teach... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;all nv play money some more... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then morning, went to camp le loh, almost slp whole day there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came home le lo... jus now blog halfway, PengZz... slp again.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am missing u can. hmmm... but then ya.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as always... u always appear at some point of time. maybe its a good thing that u appear, maybe its not. i donno wat u want, u always seems so caring, seems to know me inside out, know every thing that can control every step i take. worst, u still can rmb all the things that we done. you told me, we will be friends, and ya, all the things u did, aint they more than friends. i really don understand, its always you that make me feel all the sweet, bitter and sour. i wanna get out of your life. but i cant... or maybe is that i don want to. u make me so emo la... and this is not me... i donno&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-5342922788997389419?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5342922788997389419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=5342922788997389419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/5342922788997389419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/5342922788997389419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2008/12/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-7263274584459241880</id><published>2008-12-09T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:14:07.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FORGOTTEN TO BLOGGED SOMETHING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TAXI DRIVER ALMOST FELL ASLEEP ALONE THE WAY TO MAC HOUSE AFTER SENDING KELVIN HOME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH PIANG EH... SCARY LOH.. HENG I CHAT WITH THE UNCLE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww.. miss u. muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-7263274584459241880?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7263274584459241880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=7263274584459241880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/7263274584459241880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/7263274584459241880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2008/12/forgotten-to-blogged-something.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14687908.post-1386913583876309235</id><published>2008-12-08T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:26:11.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i jus want a simple someone like u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me too am afriad to fall in love... after 2 years of "emo-ing" over and over the same person. i think it would be the last try for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolate, flower... it jus come too sudden to u. seriously, me myself know that its too sudden, but well.. i am not thinking right.. coz knowing that someone else is also eyeing on u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u need time.. understand. coz me too need to time after one breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until the day u say we ar not suitable... i wont back off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH LAO... like emo post like that. APER JER... okai ya... went dinner with kelvin, sliver, terence, daniel, adrain, kiro. went PLAY on sat... then ya, never slp... sunday morning went to wilson house with larry, jonathan and briano.. DO WHAT? haha.. CHANTING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol... gong de wu liang, gong de wu iang... then went home... chat on msn, 6.30pm then finally got slp abit.. then 8.30pm woke up, then went vivocity... then went st james.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then RAINING WHILE WE AT st james... oh ya, who was there,... kelvin, mac, jim, briano, and many many many many ppl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then rain so heavy la... took cab back. send kelvin back bedok le then me, briano and mac took to yishun. SLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP until jus wake up. ahhhhaaah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr going back camp le...&lt;br /&gt;SSSSSSSSSSSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat to do... jia you~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all... huggs...&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14687908-1386913583876309235?l=the-game-is-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/feeds/1386913583876309235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14687908&amp;postID=1386913583876309235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1386913583876309235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14687908/posts/default/1386913583876309235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-game-is-over.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-jus-want-simple-someone-like-u.html' title=''/><author><name>-@- jAcK-@-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14519066300062592777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jack87hq/mmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
