<?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-10833513</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:13:22.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a place we call sanctuary -jamsc</title><subtitle type='html'>A club set for the law gossiper who know their rights! JAMSC consists for 5 members and we are recuiting more members currently.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-115042456367849657</id><published>2006-06-16T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T11:01:08.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was chain yu birthday!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 343px; HEIGHT: 267px" height="352" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c363/complicated-me/1.jpg" width="416" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The birthday card is designing in process...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/users/43b1573cz16f158bb/1f2d/__sr_/bf9d.jpg?phAPhkEB_ZGrOQGj"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 342px; HEIGHT: 287px" height="329" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c363/complicated-me/2.jpg" width="372" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then qiqi came in and still in process....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 333px; HEIGHT: 274px" height="360" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c363/complicated-me/3.jpg" width="392" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hee... Meanwhile, me and boobie are enjoying ourselves...&lt;br /&gt;zai wu ting ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/users/43b1573cz16f158bb/1f2d/__sr_/ab4e.jpg?phAPhkEBSqNBP3iM"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 342px; HEIGHT: 251px" height="315" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c363/complicated-me/4.jpg" width="387" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh... boobie's turn to design..&lt;br /&gt;(look at her! so serious!!)&lt;br /&gt;boobie: hee... i know jamie is taking my pic... muz act serious abit... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 338px; HEIGHT: 245px" height="296" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c363/complicated-me/5.jpg" width="407" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wad lieu! i BEG boobie to take that pic for me wan lolx...&lt;br /&gt;hee... i also must act serious wad!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tick tock tick tock .........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FINALLY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/users/43b1573cz16f158bb/1f2d/__sr_/1246.jpg?phoehkEBagZ5Znm7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 345px; HEIGHT: 260px" height="321" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c363/complicated-me/6.jpg" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;da~ da~ da~&lt;br /&gt;Nice Birthday Card hor!!!&lt;br /&gt;j: i also wan!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/users/43b1573cz16f158bb/1f2d/__sr_/3e53.jpg?phQuhkEBJgkw_Beh"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 366px; HEIGHT: 255px" height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c363/complicated-me/7.jpg" width="397" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Birthday Cake nice hor!!!&lt;br /&gt;Choosen by me and lao da wan!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="443" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c363/complicated-me/8.jpg" width="329" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hee... Birthday Lady arrived liao!!!&lt;br /&gt;look at her!!! how happi she is!!!&lt;br /&gt;actually, she is trying to hold back her tears!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 hours of ktv can be abit .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 313px; HEIGHT: 223px" height="272" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c363/complicated-me/9.jpg" width="375" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 314px; HEIGHT: 294px" height="320" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c363/complicated-me/10.jpg" width="378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 317px; HEIGHT: 278px" height="318" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c363/complicated-me/11.jpg" width="369" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are 'downs' period... well...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 hours of ktv can also .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; HEIGHT: 275px" height="314" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c363/complicated-me/12.jpg" width="380" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 342px; HEIGHT: 261px" height="296" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c363/complicated-me/13.jpg" width="381" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 329px; HEIGHT: 233px" height="292" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c363/complicated-me/14.jpg" width="383" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we also have our 'highs' period lolx!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 21st Birthday, Ah Chain!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-115042456367849657?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/115042456367849657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=115042456367849657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/115042456367849657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/115042456367849657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2006/06/april-it-was-chain-yu-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-114731627589719430</id><published>2006-05-11T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T10:57:55.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently, i browsed through the photos that i took with my jamsc members and i realised that i lost my graduation disc that was burnt for me by lao da. Sobz.... Anyway, this is not the issue that i am blogging about todate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was looking through the photos taken during our Genting trip (the trip that i had with j.a.m. plus two 'strangers' at that time before i start working....) (oh ya, me and lao da have officially worked for 1 year liao!!!) ... okay, back to those photos, i spotted one photo with me and aud and i assumed lao da was the one who took that pic and ... there was a disturbing image appeared in the background and that particular pic background was in green....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-114731627589719430?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/114731627589719430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=114731627589719430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/114731627589719430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/114731627589719430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2006/05/recently-i-browsed-through-photos-that.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-114512637268585081</id><published>2006-04-16T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T02:39:32.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have to Explain this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Feb, all of us were in Africa and technologies are not that advance so yup, no one bother to update the blog. But everyone enjoyed feeding those wild animals and lao da spotted two 'baboons' were having *cough* having *cough cough* ya lah... having sex lah... And the guys audience were so excited! In fact, they really seems to have that urge to jump over the tall fence and join in the crowd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During March, we were touring the whole Europe and weather was damn bad and everyone was too lousy to blog anything. Yup, everyone was broke due to our Europe shopping spree. Boobie hosted a small birthday party in this particular chinese restaurant and we really enjoyed the 'chinese' ambience- "Crowded and Noisy". I have to say that we really missed Singapore at that point of time!  Wahahaha... After that, we fled to Hawaii and Boobie was wearing some hawaii accessories when she did that Hawaii culture dance. Wahaha... She looked damn sexy with those dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During April, .... hmm .... Everyone is back in town and yup, give us a break to breath new H2O air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;blogged by Siao Cha bO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-114512637268585081?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/114512637268585081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=114512637268585081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/114512637268585081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/114512637268585081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2006/04/have-to-explain-this.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-113825732429885434</id><published>2006-01-26T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T14:35:24.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That piece of shit came to my desk to irritate me again! DAMN BLOODY PISSED OFF! First, she placed the record book loudly in front of me to ask Jen to acknowledge.  Then she stomped off. When she was walking back, Jen asked her whose letter and guess what fucking thing she said? She said, ‘NAN GEI LOL’ which simply mean, ‘that ‘ITS’’. Fuck sia…. But the curtain did not close on me yet! I was talking to another colleague at that time and wondered whether she was referring that ‘IT’ to me. I turned around and she raised her voice in a crude and barbarian way, ‘J O J O’. That piece of SHIT sounded like some mammals looking for banana. Fuck Sia…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-113825732429885434?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/113825732429885434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=113825732429885434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/113825732429885434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/113825732429885434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2006/01/that-piece-of-shit-came-to-my-desk-to.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-113739429518703157</id><published>2006-01-16T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T14:51:35.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw this photo which was taken during our Year 1 outing. Hmm… I recalled that it was a bad outing because something hard flew from somewhere and landed on my head when I was engrossed on the gambling mat. Anyway, I guess the photo was taken when I was collecting my winnings and I dunno who the hell took that pic of me and meiyi. The cleaner happened to see that pic displayed on my computer and commented that I looked very nerd then soon to realize that she was referring to meiyi. When I told her the one beside meiyi was me, she was shocked. She said, ‘wow, you look fat last time!’. Hmm… I dun remember looking fat during my poly days lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My partner joined in the duo conversation and commented that I looked comical in that pic especially my hairstyle. Come on leh, that hairstyle was also in trend before bah… Anyway, both agreed that I looked FAT in that pic! Come on, that really hurts! The cleaner added that why she mistook meiyi as me because haiz… she said … ,’because the other girl was fat so I thought you must be that thinner one!’ Oh ya, my partner said something more hurtful! She said I looked so aged in the pic and don’t even look like 16 years old kid. *I was 16+ at that point of time* She stated that I looked damn matured and even more matured than now! Bad! Damn Bad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-113739429518703157?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/113739429518703157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=113739429518703157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/113739429518703157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/113739429518703157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-saw-this-photo-which-was-taken.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-113606134805069785</id><published>2006-01-01T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T04:35:48.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kana complaints for putting up such an ugly blogskin so gonna change it. But i am damn bad in designing so i put up a simple wan till someone change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, Happy New Year 2006 !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-113606134805069785?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/113606134805069785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=113606134805069785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/113606134805069785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/113606134805069785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2006/01/kana-complaints-for-putting-up-such.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-113448224648266891</id><published>2005-12-13T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T22:48:41.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6823/854/1600/IMG_0726.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6823/854/200/IMG_0726.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meiyi’s performance was on last Fri and for fear that I might work late, I have no choice but to take leave on that day. *noble me!* Supposed to meet Aud at 5.00 p.m. for shopping but I was as usual late. But not really too late lah, about 10 minutes late only. haha... Both of us didn’t do much shopping in the end. To save money, I and aud decided to settle dinner near Kallang. Thanks to Ah Cheng outdated information, we decided to have dinner at some cheap foodcourt at Leisure Shopping Centre which USED to be beside the Kallang Theatre. However, when we got down the bus, we only saw a Kallang Theater standing ALONE on that patch of empty earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where is the Leisure Shopping Centre huh?’&lt;br /&gt;Aud pointed at the empty ground beside the Threatre, ‘I think they tore the building down liao leh.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three Hungry little pigs have to search for their F.O.O.D.S. Finally, we found something that can hmm....'filled' our stomachs for the time beings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c363/complicated-me/gathering/IMG_0697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand" height="235" alt="" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c363/complicated-me/gathering/IMG_0697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;We had enough coins to get ourselves only three cans of non-gassy drinks. *sobz*&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, three of us are on diet so … well … hmm …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6823/854/1600/IMG_0695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6823/854/200/IMG_0695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cheng: So happy that someone is dieting with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aud: Jamie... we are going to drag you to suffer with us! muhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6823/854/1600/IMG_0692.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6823/854/200/IMG_0692.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What are you looking at? THAT IS GREEN TEA LAH! NOT BEER HOR!!! I DUN WANT BELLY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6823/854/1600/IMG_0691.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6823/854/200/IMG_0691.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aud: Cheng... don't be so fierce to our fans... Anyway, guys, pls support me, i am the soya bean milk spokeman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6823/854/1600/IMG_0690.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6823/854/200/IMG_0690.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aud: Cheng, how many times you want me to repeat myself! don't wear all black! i can't see you at night! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6823/854/1600/IMG_0700.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6823/854/200/IMG_0700.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the vain one now!&lt;br /&gt;Aud: Say YES to soya bean NOW! a bean a day, keep the night away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ah Cheng claimed that she is on diet, and Aud added that her face became rounded recently. Obviously, I am influence by them lolx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6823/854/1600/IMG_0710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6823/854/200/IMG_0710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah Jie: I shall pressured him tonight! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Er Jie: Dun want lah! I am shy leh... Not ready for ... *giggles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6823/854/1600/IMG_0730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6823/854/200/IMG_0730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance was great and look at us! oh ya, we can see meiyi didn't sleep for hmm... years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the performance, we went for supper. “Yes, finally SUPPER!” We had KFC instead since Aud said KFC old man was her … hmmm … husband? NO, I forgot how that man was related to her liao. Anyway, Aud is proud to be a KBC, Kentucky Born Chinese.” Ah Cheng had salad – I repeat that she is on diet currently while another woman who claimed that she is getting rounded had FRIED CHICKEN set meal for supper instead! *I shall not mention the names anyway, only me, Ah Cheng and Aud went for meiyi’s performance so well….” Don’t worry, Aud, everyone think you look prettier and slimmer recently except your guy lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-113448224648266891?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/113448224648266891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=113448224648266891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/113448224648266891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/113448224648266891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/12/meiyis-performance-was-on-last-fri-and.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c363/complicated-me/gathering/th_IMG_0697.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-113384870118803356</id><published>2005-12-06T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T13:58:21.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Latest Updates…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, members in j.a.m.s.c. were like hit by a wave of infirmity. Let me start by traveling in time back to 3 weeks ago…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First victim – Qiqi&lt;br /&gt;She suffered from sore throat and heavy coughing – guess she had too much virus from *hmm* someone else which basically must be close to her in order to pass that virus to our first victim. Glad that she recovered but occasionally her cough is still there.&lt;br /&gt;Solution = Love Potion. Need Care and Concern…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second victim – Siao Cha Bo &lt;br /&gt;She suffered from stomach flu and high fever. Sources unknown. ‘Definitely not virus transmitted illness’ stated by Professor Doc Ong.&lt;br /&gt;Solution = Sleeping Pills. Sleep and Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third victim – Boobie&lt;br /&gt;She suffered from flu and extreme lovesick.&lt;br /&gt;Warning:  Highly Transmitted Disease. Awarded with 2 days of MC and staying at home to play computer games will definitely killed the virus. Occasionally chatting in msn would serve as a tonic for her poor health. Recovered fully. Recently, police investigations reveal that she might be involved in a case of causing grievous hurt to a Tiger living in JB. Tiger is currently under intensive care in Z.O.O. Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Solution = MC. An MC a day, keep my boss away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth victim – Dessert&lt;br /&gt;She sprained her neck – twisted neck. Sources reported that she might have hurt herself during a hip hop rehearsal but friends and members strongly claimed she knew nuts about Hip Hop. She is currently under medication. Her condition is still under observation and not advises to do heavy chores.&lt;br /&gt;Solution = Resting Pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth victim – Lao Da&lt;br /&gt;She suffered from feet and shoulders aching which were analyzed to be caused by demanding schedule and tough training for upcoming her performances.&lt;br /&gt;Solution = Foot Reflexology.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-113384870118803356?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/113384870118803356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=113384870118803356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/113384870118803356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/113384870118803356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/12/latest-updates-lately-members-in-j.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-113219139178935786</id><published>2005-11-17T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T09:36:31.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is this draft Order that supposed to manual filed to Fam_ _ _ C- - - - and it has been weeks ever since I heard from them. I started flipping the Law Society phonebook and dialed the main line. As usual, I was either asked to leave a message in the inbox or jolly well hung up the phone if the inbox is full. I remember leaving my queries and contact numbers in the mail but I never get any responses from them ever since! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my line finally get through to this operator that informed me that number existed or printed in the phonebook was basically their main line so they can't answer my enqueries.  I have to contact this XXX-XXXX to the department to answer my queries. I tried calling them and redial thousands of times and finally someone picked up and told me that she would check it with the officers. They will get back to me. Yes, NO calls were received from THEM! Great, I called up and finally they gave me this officers direct line and I repeated my situation to them and almost down on my knees begging them to check whether my draft is still in their system if so, when can it be approved. This officer doesn’t sound friendly and shooed me off by telling me the same old things that have became their expertise! ‘WE WILL GET BACK TO YOU’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited and waited. I made another called despite I was told to WAIT!  Spoke to the same officer and I apologized for bothering her with my SAME OLD request, hoping that my sincerely could get my request answered. GUESS WHAT? She said, ‘well, I have not checked. Hmm…I will get back to you by tomorrow.’ WHAT? AGAIN? It has been weeks and they should have replied me long ago. Why is it so hard to check whether the document is in the system? I told them nicely that it was urgent and pleaded them to give me an answer before 6. ‘I will try my best’, this is what I got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need not want them to send me the documents or explained to me why it is not filed but a reply as simple as ‘yes or no’ whether that document is still existed in their office!  I called them since 10 and it was not even 4 now and they have to get back to me by TOMORROW? If I made enquires at 5 or 6, I understand that they need time to check and perhaps with their ‘blitzing speed’, they have to get back to me the fastest by tomorrow. However, this enquires was made at 2 plus and I don’t see any reasons that they need 4 hours to check a simple document existence which they should have a record of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my dispatch which happened to be in court dispatching his stuff, called me and informed me that someone has extracted the order. I look at the time and it was 4.30 p.m. I called the other side law firm and after numerous redials, my line finally picked up by someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: I need to speak to ...&lt;br /&gt;X: We are close for the day.&lt;br /&gt;J: Huh? What about the lawyer in charge?&lt;br /&gt;X: He would only come back tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;J: But...&lt;br /&gt;X: I need to rush off for another meeting. Call tomorrow, we are closed for the day already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-113219139178935786?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/113219139178935786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=113219139178935786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/113219139178935786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/113219139178935786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/11/there-is-this-draft-order-that.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-113167922476930946</id><published>2005-11-11T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T11:20:24.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is this a graveyard? Guess this graveyard is under construction lol. Even it is under construction, where are my restless friends? Guess, I am ready to be back here for action again huh! Thanks to *tsk tsk* them, my courage and cells are re-formed and re-generated again sia. Hopefully my siao chao bo style is back AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm… recently hor, my firm has found me a new working partner! She has a very innocent looking face and damn cute when she started to do funny things. There was once, she fell asleep with her head on her desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: Hey, you are not feeling well huh?&lt;br /&gt;She replied: huh? I am fine. Nothing to do, so I fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guess what? She is ….. XX’s neighbour lol. I showed her that idiot’s photo in my friendster. Yup, unfortunately, he is still in my list! Intention? Hee… To throw darts at that idiot lol, to keep track he and his gf relationship! Very mean hor? Let me tell u guys what he did to me lol! One night, I received his sms and he PLEAED me to return his damned vcds lah.  Honesty, I never watched any of the discs before. I am not the vcd type girl unlike hee… qiqi… Anyway, I agreed to meet him to return that bloody hell vcds of course after I confirmed that he has treated me as his friend and not foe lah! I am so scare to meet him, scare he might rip me apart and used my remaining flesh to shed me like those shredded carrot used for salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, he called me and we engaged into a causal conversation. He never changed a bit at all lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: Hello?&lt;br /&gt;XX: is me!&lt;br /&gt;J:  who?&lt;br /&gt;XX: you can’t recognize my voice meh? *he is using a very attitude tone lol*&lt;br /&gt;J: dunno. Who?&lt;br /&gt;Actually at this point, I knew it was that idiot! Because only two persons like to use such stupid way to introduce themselves on the phone!&lt;br /&gt;XX: me lah! Forgotten liao huh?&lt;br /&gt;And he sounded as if some loanshark that I have been avoiding lol. Like some television drama leh.&lt;br /&gt;J: oh… XX huh?&lt;br /&gt;XX: Aha, know who am I liao lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going crazy talking to such an attitude ass! Let me cut short huh, we chatted for an hour or less because he started to sound very friendly. I am so innocent to think that he has treated me like a normal friend but I was WRONG! HE IS CRAZY MAD DOG LOL. That sat, I msg him to ask him when is he free to meet *of course to pass back the discs lah* and guess what? He replied; meet u at aljunied mrt station at 6. I looked at my watch and it was five lol! Anyway, I re-arranged to meet on Monday instead and called him on Sun night to confirm. Guess what? He was laughing on the phone for NO REASON when I asked him whether the meeting is confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I have a way to humour my friends lah, but hor, I never thought of humour him at all in that call lol! He should be telling me whether is it confirmed, instead he told me he is at his FRIEND’S house and started to laugh. I was puzzled and repeat my question showing no interest at all. I think he is trying to hint to me that he is at his gf’s house lol. SO WHAT? I am also at my bf house quite often so when people called me, must I giggled and tell them that I am at my bf house when they DIDN’T even asked me where am I? Oh ya, i forgotten, he never been to ANY of his EXgf house before so that explained why is he so excited. But well, my house doesn't allowed DOGS AND / OR PESTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting him was disastrous lol. The first thing he said was, ‘wow, still go back and bath huh? I am waiting for u leh!’ He was hugging his gf when he said that lol. He never let go of his gf and continued hugging when he CONFRONTED me lol. I am on time leh. Then I passed him back the discs. He finally STOPPED hugging his gf and took over the discs. I asked a stupid question that kana get shot in my brain lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: you better check any discs missing or not. *I don't want him to bother me AGAIN lol*&lt;br /&gt;XX: well, if you want to keep some, I also dunno lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK! Such a snobbish arrogant ass! Crude and Rude Barbarian!  I am so fed up with him lol. He didn’t thank me and only nodded his head after he counted his discs lol. Bloody Hell! Anyway, what is so good about those discs? Why must i kept it? SO I CAN HAVE EXCUSE TO MEET HIM AGAIN huh? CRAZY! Even i found some at home, i would burn it into ashes and blended those ashes with rotten eggs and whisked it with shits and COURIER back to his house! I will then be kind enough not to collect my courier fees from him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told my new partner about this and she told me it was so obviously that he is trying to humiliate me in front of his gf. Fuck Sia! I should have called Chris to pick me up with his car and HONKED AT them and asked sarcastically whether they NEED a FREE RIDE SINCE PUBLIC TRANSPORT has increased their price. He better not come and disturbs my life AGAIN or else this time, I would not show any mercy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-113167922476930946?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/113167922476930946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=113167922476930946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/113167922476930946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/113167922476930946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/11/is-this-graveyard-guess-this-graveyard.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112712486627331741</id><published>2005-09-19T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T13:55:36.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;we are busy enough already dont you girls agree; yet there must be some bugger who has all the time in the world to indulge in useless past time like bugging us with insensitive comments which just reflect entirely on their mental abilities and character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then why, you may ask, must we take time off our busy schedule to tell this person off since obviously, this is a waste of time. cause the sick comments that this person made has deeply affected one of us and the rest of us just cant stand around and do nothing about it. then why, you may ask again, retaliate here and not confront the person personally. cause 1) it makes us sick to the stomach to actually be in such close proximity of the person and 2) it all started with an entry written by j; what better way to convey our message if not here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been asked not to mention names [although i do not see why i sould not but i respect her decision and shall not mention any other names aside from ours] but what im going to say should be obvious enough for the person to know who im talking about. if that person, YOU yes YOU, cant figure it out, then i think the only thing u can do is go hide at some corner in your house, cry and wonder why you're born intellectually challanged. boy, this is going to be one hell of a entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure everyone is well aware of the entry j wrote previously. it was written in a fit of anger but her intentions were clearly put acrossed. it was purely meant for the other girls to read and comment, either directly in person or a message on the tagboard. never did we expect anything from YOU, an outsider, totally oblivious to what was going on. yes, i can see that YOU're already in fits, trying very hard to exclaim your vocal rights, freedom of speech and that YOU're entitled to comment on anything YOU want blah blah. i[we] know a hell more of your rights than what you already comprehend. but silly YOU forgot something, you're &lt;u&gt;NOT FIT&lt;/u&gt; to say anything about our internal relationships. YOU said, along the lines of "their little fight is so childish"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the very matured YOU, why dont you enlighten us on what would not be considered as a childish fight. hmmmm let me see, quarrel over your friend's unwillingless to be more initiative, quarrel over your friend's choice of partners. very matured indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's not all, YOU had to go on and make a insentive comment to someone so closely related to j and say that her grammer sucks. screw YOU! are YOU educationally qualified to make that comment. THIS IS OUR BLOG. WE WILL WRITE WHATEVER WE WANT, HOWEVER WE WANT IT! does her poor grammer piss YOU off, yes?! [i can see you literally having seizures] then YOU is a insensitive jerk who doesnt care about other people other than yourself. YOU thought it is very funny, very smart of you. so what! why must she write a perfect piece of entry judged according to your standards. oh i see, YOU just want to mock her, to insult her and see her crumble in misery. go look in the mirror and see what you've got to offer. at least she's real to herself and people around her. unlike YOU, you two-faced jerk who still had the cheek to ask how we were doing after making those remarks. j's not stupid, she saw right through YOU. cut the act, YOU dont need to pretend to be so concerned over our matter. we're not flattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what did j do to YOU to deserve all that. NOTHING, she did nothing! so why attack her. she wasnt the one who let YOU down. i did. are YOU trying to get back at me by getting to her first?! nice move. how about getting back at ME straight for a change. dont need to scheme and do all the dirty work. yes YOU heard ME, come to ME, MEIYI! dont go dissing someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[i know this is a very weird way to end but geogina is going to work in my firm next month! just found out yesterday, got a shock when i saw her here. 2 more lawyers are joining us and very qiao, she's working for 1 of them so she's moving here as well]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112712486627331741?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112712486627331741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112712486627331741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112712486627331741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112712486627331741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/09/we-are-busy-enough-already-dont-you.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112564165341565027</id><published>2005-09-02T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T11:05:37.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck! My this entry could be an act of impulsivness but my anger is not! No matter how hectic, how busy, how bad is my day, i never NEVER NEVER FOR ONCE NOT looking forward to our gathering. But bloody hell, oh.. i forgotten times had changed rite? It used to be a full attendance and now? Excuses and Excuses were used and RE-CYCLE! The starting of planning for a simple gathering were alway NOT easy but what make it tough for the planning to go on was people would gave u excuses to excuse themselves. No matter how late, how busy and how bad was my day, i never thought of cancelling the gathering but then thank to all my considerate friends, i was GIVEN THE CHANCE to go back home to spend my night. What really make me sick and disappointed was not that their excuses but their attitude! Their attitude was 'well, we can't meet today, we still have other weeks mah'. So other weeks....and their attiude repeat itself every weeks. Look at this fucking blog, only me, meiyi and sharon updated it. All three of us have our own individual blog but we also never forgetting to update this blog that BELONG TO US. Well, others seem so busy and not their style to blog or bother to update about their lives anyway. SO BE IT. Guys, pls tell me that this friendship is a one-sided thing for me so at least i would STOP TRYING to FORCE everyone to meet. Because i am also tried in doing that. TIRED OF GETTING DISAPPOINTMENT EVERY WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris told me a story, whenever he and ivan quarrelled, he would wrote the whole bad incident on the sand but whenever  ivan helped him, he would jot it down in pen. He told me that friends are like sand on the palm. To prevent them from slipping off the palm, one has to hold it properly. My palm used to hold lots of sand but i can't help to witness that many have already slipped off my hand. I started get panicked and tried to clench my fist but unknowingly, i clenched it too tight and realised that they are actually forced to stay on my palm now. I have not much sand left, neither i have any energy left to continue clenching on. Soon, i will learn how to let go and from then on, i would wrote everything on the sand so when the wave came splashing in, it would bring down all my memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on the 16 Friday 2005, meiyi and me would be meeting regardless who would be free to join us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112564165341565027?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112564165341565027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112564165341565027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112564165341565027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112564165341565027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/09/fuck-my-this-entry-could-be-act-of.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112545290040592136</id><published>2005-08-31T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T09:48:20.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;efs-ing now is fine. finally gotten the hang of it. [firstly, thanks sharon for sharing but i gotta explain] how our firms [me nad j's] efs is quite different. we log into the system and file electronically, not downloading templates and filing them manually. the frustrating part is that you gotta remember what to click and where to go to; plus if ure "sway" the system will hang cause either file too big or too many servers assessing at the same time. so once it hangs, gotta start all over again. i dont call crimson logic cause im not experiencing technical problems, they cant help me if i dont know which doc name to file under or what kind of application should i file or which courts should the docs be filed too. only the courts can give me an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, ive just been damn bloody down on my luck!! it'll take a long time for me to write it all down here. the only thing i can do now is curse and swear and complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112545290040592136?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112545290040592136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112545290040592136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112545290040592136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112545290040592136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/08/efs-ing-now-is-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112536945655694730</id><published>2005-08-30T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T10:37:36.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was late for work and thank to the bus driver and this particular group of foreign!!! The bus is alway alway and alway crowded and lucky you if you could secure a seat and it would be a bonus if you manged to snatch a window seat... This bus driver who so particular KIND that allow this group of foreigns board up the bus knowingly that there was hardly anymore space for this group of new intruder! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it seem like this group of foreign still not used in S'pore because we dun DRIVE WITH THE DOOR OPEN! They RUSH UP the bus and start squeezing every part of their body onto the bus that obstructed the closing of the doors.*well, i might describe it abit obsense* Anyway, if i were the bus driver, i would used a boom to clean them out of my bus! The Bus Driver was so professional that he just stood there and directed them to adjust their body position so that the door was able to close. *k, i know i made him sound like some r(A) director* And of course, making sure they pay their fare! What make the situation worse was this passanger wanting to get down the bus when the bus was FINALLY about to move. It took 5 - 7 minutes at that EXACT BUSSTOP when the bus driver DECIDED to move on. And at every bus stop, he STILL CONTINUE LETTING PEOPLE TO BOARD UP THE BUS! Well, Conclusion? I was late for work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112536945655694730?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112536945655694730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112536945655694730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112536945655694730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112536945655694730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-was-late-for-work-and-thank-to-bus.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112517128353609015</id><published>2005-08-28T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T03:34:43.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wow, it seems like you guys are having a tough time doing efs..juz to ask how do your firms file the docs?? thru any process server like PDX or do you guys have to go down personally to the service bereau to file? let me tell you guys how i did efs filing for my firm..i've done quite alot of it already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) go to the website "www.efs.com.sg"&lt;br /&gt;(2) click on "product info"&lt;br /&gt;(3) click "downloadable software &amp; templates"&lt;br /&gt;(4) click on the docs which you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save the templates in your com so tat you can refer to them for your next filing..if you dunno which form to support your main doc, you can refer to the reference table..i dunno if you guys are referring to this type of info which i've posted..its quite simple doing efs actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aso one thing which puzzles me is tat why are you all calling sub court to ask abt efs filing?? i always call crimson logic lor..they may not answer your call as fast as we expect them to..but stil they are always willing to answer to every question i posed to them and are friendly too..for my firm, i always called my PDX process clerk to ask if the doc has been filed and/or returned..i dun call sub ct one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i dunno if my info helps..hope it does..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long time nv see JAMSC le eh..take care..enjoy future efs filing.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~~boobie~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112517128353609015?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112517128353609015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112517128353609015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112517128353609015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112517128353609015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/08/wow-it-seems-like-you-guys-are-having.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112487911611403958</id><published>2005-08-24T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T18:25:16.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congret to meiyi who finally understand the frustration that i am facing whenever i am doing EFS. This morning, i was awarded with the satisfaction that i totally deserved. The divorce petition *which consider the affidavit, proposal plans and the notice to proceed* were approved. Thank and Darm to EFS that i have been filing this WHOLE set of document for the past three weeks. *Ya, the client must be cursing and swearing.*  The documents was rejected four times and everytime they would only reveal one mistake at a time. So after i corrected a mistake in one document, file again and CONGRET! THERE ARE ACTUALLY MORE MISTAKES TO COME *in other documents*! However, those rejected documents for this divorce petition came for free. NO CHARGES TO IT *this console me quite abit*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, meiyi, i wish u good luck for ur furture EFS experiences! Wahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112487911611403958?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112487911611403958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112487911611403958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112487911611403958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112487911611403958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/08/congret-to-meiyi-who-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112485296072151052</id><published>2005-08-24T10:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T11:09:20.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my first efs experience yesterday was a disaster man. 1st doc i file, cannot find the document name to file under. call the sub cts, they keep transferring me around. when i did get someone, she cant wait to end the phone call. her answer wasnt satisfactory, so i tried calling again. now i keep getting "the mail box is full"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i tried the main line, the guy tells me to call after 2 cause it's lunch time. what?! u mean during that 1 hr, ALL the staff will go out and not a single soul will be in the office?! [even if someone was in the office, which i think is the case] u mean during that hour no one can answer the phone cause it's lunch time?! they'll die if they put down their cutleries topick up the phone?! lunch time big fuck! it's not as if its a sacred period whereby they cannot be disturbed. people working there have some serious attitude issues. bad news is, that's not the only place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i finally do get someone when i called after 2, she insists that the document name is there. i keep telling her there's none on our screen, she die die also insist there is and asks me to call someplace else. WAH LAO EH!!!!! your welfare there not good is it?!?! what kind of service is that?!?! fed up!! in the end, the secretary [who's helping me] called her friend and we manged to get the document filed. im just hoping now that it doesnt get rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this reminds me of another incident where the people at the sub cts were really helpful. my boss asked me to call them up to ask whether this application could be filed in the sub cts. again alot of transferring. when i did get the right person, she says "your lawyer should know" KAO!! if he knows then still ask you for what fuck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^%$#@$"*%^%$#@$#!  arrggghhh!! seriously, what the hell is wrong with them?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112485296072151052?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112485296072151052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112485296072151052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112485296072151052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112485296072151052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-first-efs-experience-yesterday-was_24.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112485295144603956</id><published>2005-08-24T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T11:09:11.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my first efs experience yesterday was a disaster man. 1st doc i file, cannot find the document name to file under. call the sub cts, they keep transferring me around. when i did get someone, she cant wait to end the phone call. her answer wasnt satisfactory, so i tried calling again. now i keep getting "the mail box is full"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i tried the main line, the guy tells me to call after 2 cause it's lunch time. what?! u mean during that 1 hr, ALL the staff will go out and not a single soul will be in the office?! [even if someone was in the office, which i think is the case] u mean during that hour no one can answer the phone cause it's lunch time?! they'll die if they put down their cutleries topick up the phone?! lunch time big fuck! it's not as if its a sacred period whereby they cannot be disturbed. people working there have some serious attitude issues. bad news is, that's not the only place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i finally do get someone when i called after 2, she insists that the document name is there. i keep telling her there's none on our screen, she die die also insist there is and asks me to call someplace else. WAH LAO EH!!!!! your welfare there not good is it?!?! what kind of service is that?!?! fed up!! in the end, the secretary [who's helping me] called her friend and we manged to get the document filed. im just hoping now that it doesnt get rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this reminds me of another incident where the people at the sub cts were really helpful. my boss asked me to call them up to ask whether this application could be filed in the sub cts. again alot of transferring. when i did get the right person, she says "your lawyer should know" KAO!! if he knows then still ask you for what fuck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^%$#@$"*%^%$#@$#!  arrggghhh!! seriously, what the hell is wrong with them?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112485295144603956?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112485295144603956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112485295144603956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112485295144603956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112485295144603956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-first-efs-experience-yesterday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112441922881358586</id><published>2005-08-19T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T10:40:28.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night, i watched the 'Project SuperStar' with my family.  Never vote for anyone in the show ever since my friend Daryll was out... because first, i dun earn nuts... secondly, i dun believe in throwing nuts to strangers to realise their dream and lastly, i would rather save this little small peanuts of mine to realise my own dreams... wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my 'dumb but cute' sister did throw her allowance into this show to support her .... DERRICK!!!! Lucky she didn't cry when the host announced Derrick was out. But i cried....  Because she used the money that i gave her to vote for this MR  STRANGER!!!! *k, i admit he is cute*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to last night project superstar, i was  impressed with this contestant which people now referred her as the 'black horse'.  She didn't impress any members of my family at the starting of this competition. My mum even condemn her dress sense. My second sister *the attitude worse than me*  think she sang badly and done injustice to one of her favourite song in the earlier competition! My third *the dumb but cute* sister prefer Kelly. As for me, i stay neutral. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However her performance was fantastic last night. Three songs were ALL better than Kelly and i am just touched by her sincere and effort made in every recent performance. My two sisters were totally with me when she delievered their favourite song *not mine* beautifully. Honesty, i think she deserve us throwing in peanuts to vote for her because it is not  a matter of voting anymore but a form of appreciation to her performance. But too bad, she was out last night. I didn't watch the result because i was obedient to ..... to go to bed early *which was 11.45 p.m.* But i heard loud disappointment coming into my room from the living room and damn to the DJs who anounnced the result that she was out. Damn it! I couldn't get into sleep! I plan to sleep EARLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, my life still moves on. *sound as if i was the one who was voted out! hahaha* It was just a pity that talent just dun count but alway are the looks and appearance that bring you nearer to  success. Even inexperience undertakers nowaday have to flaunt their degree in design or management in order to gain points in their resume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i was back in my office. Yesterday, boobie asked me whether my firm was consider small, medium or large. My answer to her question was medium. We had three dispatch clerks and one receptionist. But it seem that i have to do my own dispatch *when one of the digusting dispatch clerks was interviewing the 'new blood' while the paralegal was doing his job*, serve coffee and tea to clients *since i am the paralegal cum secretary cum dispatch clerk and cum coffee girl* and picks up calls or addressed clients or other firm dispatch clerks that came to our firm. However, i am not yet so 'talented' that my boss would assigned me to wash up the toliet! Btw, i almost spilled coffee onto the client just now! Wahaha... I am so talented afterall huh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112441922881358586?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112441922881358586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112441922881358586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112441922881358586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112441922881358586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/08/last-night-i-watched-project-superstar.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112329320362407278</id><published>2005-08-06T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T09:53:23.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't Believe that few hours ago, i was singing ktv with my buddies at PartyWorld opposite my office building and now i was in the office working... Last night was the first day of the seven lunar month. I admit i am supersitious that i would want to reach home as early as possible but .... too bad, i was tempted to spend more time with my buddies that i actually forsake my fears... wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a beautiful Saturday, hidding the fact that the ghost festive had already started, i really dun have the mood to work. I admitted i often stepped into the office like a zombie, *a zombie that just woke up* so probably i look worse than a zombie and when it the clock strike at 6, i was alive again!!!! My colleagues would comments that i look dead at work which was not very nice attitude to start with. And i can't possible look so forward for the clock to strike 6 when lunch time was not over yet..... But hold on, may i know who will look forward to work with excitment when knowing his or her works are piling up everyday? May i know who will shed tears when they are aware that they are going to dismiss from work for the day? Friday is the last day of that weekday, but who will still be so excited when they knew they have to come back for work on Saturday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112329320362407278?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112329320362407278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112329320362407278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112329320362407278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112329320362407278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/08/cant-believe-that-few-hours-ago-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112313528062164265</id><published>2005-08-04T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T14:01:20.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is this intern should be coming to my firm .... Tan Lee &amp; Partners lah... I know this intern but not sure whether is that him... I am obviously looking forward to come or appear for this interview. His interview should be at 5.30. I am so anxious and excited that i mistook every clients that walked in is him... Anyway, 5.40, he is still not here. Everyone in my office aware of  this junior of mine is my friend and his non-appearance has caused a new gossip in my office. Why didn't he appear? what happen to him? Perhaps, everyone should tune in the next 'missing' episode in channel 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my firm need to employ paralegal. And to my disappointment, all are ladies who came for interview. Where are the guys that aspire to be a paralegal? Are there any?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112313528062164265?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112313528062164265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112313528062164265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112313528062164265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112313528062164265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/08/there-is-this-intern-should-be-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112287117349547524</id><published>2005-08-01T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T12:39:53.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;during a casual conversation over dinner with the girls, cy mentioned that there used to be this rumour bout me, ds and bochang being in a love triangle kind of relationship. GASP!! yes that was the reaction of me and if im not wrong, everyone else cause 1) it's ridiculous!! and 2) we've not heard a single word about it which boils down to 2 possibility which is 1) it was just speculation of someone in a group and just stayed within the group[and 1 of the group members just happened to tell cy bout it] or 2) it was a bloody well kept gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;among all the gossips we've shared, i think this is the most laughable one. how is it even possible!! goodness me. the bizarre things people can come up with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112287117349547524?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112287117349547524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112287117349547524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112287117349547524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112287117349547524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/08/during-casual-conversation-over-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112225924832444903</id><published>2005-07-25T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T10:40:48.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whenever i got on the bus, the first thing on my mind is to get a window seat so i can sleep in peace for that journey. Anyway, once i stepped into the office, i fell asleep on my desk... wohahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax, guess no one caught me sleeping lah... because i didn't snore... wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I surfed friendster and found out something shocking... *perhaps u guys know earlier than me lah* two of our coursemates from our batch are dating currently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Perhaps i got it wrong lah... The guy's name stating with 'Z' and the gal's name was 'm.......'. At first, i thought it was just a friendly pic with a friend that u had spent 3 years with in school... but hmm... *with my curiousity, dun think it is just an ordinary pic lolx... wahaha* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya... priya is coming down to my firm for an interview today... hmm... wonder will my boss be late AGAIN. Wahaha... Boss had made the previous girl waited for 15 mintue just for the interview. However, we can't blame him, clients just can't let my boss end their meeting... I waited for 30 minute for my boss when i came for an intern interview so ..... wad is 15 minute for that girl? muhaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112225924832444903?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112225924832444903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112225924832444903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112225924832444903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112225924832444903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/07/whenever-i-got-on-bus-first-thing-on.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112209330571163388</id><published>2005-07-23T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T12:35:05.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As everyone can guess or even look at the posting date...... ya, today is a saturday and where am i? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my office, at my office desk, using my office computer.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually todae was not my duty however, due to some miscommunication, i have to be on the 'standby' mode. In army terms, it would be the so-called moblisation! *dunno did i get it right!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was late for half an hour since i thought no one would be in the office and that was why i am on standby mode instead but it seem more crowded than usual. Everyone came back to work even though they were not on duty...Did i tell u guys that my firm had an office manager who manage the office? opppsss... perhaps shouldn't say so much huh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112209330571163388?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112209330571163388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112209330571163388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112209330571163388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112209330571163388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/07/as-everyone-can-guess-or-even-look-at.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112191440399429885</id><published>2005-07-21T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T10:53:24.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another day.... Haiz... It was 21 July 2005 and currently 10.30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation ceremony was over... Over Liao!!! So Sianz ... Went around taking pics with my coursemate and lecturer and didn't even had the time to touch the food lolx! I remember i was the usher for the ceremony when i was in yr 1, i told myself that i will finish up the buffet and it seem that i wasted my chance... Didn't even had the time to glimpse at the food. 3 years and at the blink of the eyes, it was over. Didn't get to see all my old friends there... *the one that still have my helena chan!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-graduation was nervous, Present-gradution was touching and Post-gradution was fun. But back to work was so ......... BORED! Work was waiting for me to clear and irritating clients that refused to allow me to attend. Honesty, i pity those woman who either divorce or kana divorced by their spouse or 'ex' - spouse lah... They were once in love so deeply *that is what they think when they decided to get marry lah* , and now the legal fees had to be insisted by each party to bear half of it. But this client of mine which refused me to attend to her, she was really a hard nut to crack. Her affidavit can be compared to the lastest series of Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juicy? *wonder how they both get started huh?* &lt;br /&gt;Tragic?  *ya for the husband tolerating her*&lt;br /&gt;Nervous? *ya, wondering did the husband's blood vessel burst*&lt;br /&gt;Happy? *ya, husband finally stood up against her*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112191440399429885?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112191440399429885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112191440399429885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112191440399429885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112191440399429885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/07/another-day.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112165160132421748</id><published>2005-07-18T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T09:53:21.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the day we've been waiting for has finally come and gone. THE paper is finally in our possession; safely tucked in a nice red folder. graduation's filled with joy mixed with a pinch of sadness. in any case, we've already captured our last moments as students, so no regrets! [ps- please burn for me all pictures with me inside k. ill do the same for you guys]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next phase of our lives may be challanging and uncertain but, that's life. so jia you ba everyone =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112165160132421748?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112165160132421748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112165160132421748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112165160132421748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112165160132421748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/07/day-weve-been-waiting-for-has-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112130774581430321</id><published>2005-07-14T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T10:22:25.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today shall be my last day facing my second boss... Who is going to replace him? Wahaha... Not too young, neither too old... Hmmm... I saw him once in my office, he came for an interview. At that point of time, i am cursing and swearing at him because .... i have to wait for my boss to end the interview with him before he can officially 'dismiss' me. Anyway, when the '2nd boss-to-be' came out.... i was stunned... 'is he the one?' wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me announced, my second boss-to-be would be Mr Deepak! Wahaha... The world is so small lolx... Lucky he never changed much *not as havoc as what meiyi claimed*, otherwise i wouldn't recognise him. Anyway, the first thing he told me was .... 'what did you do to your hair?' Glad that he still have that sense of humour in him huh! Wahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a teacher and careperson, he is great... But what about as a boss? I guess he would be more worried than me. Because when i told him that i am his paralegal, his face turned into first green then pale. Hey, i didn't did that badly for his L.S.M. rite? hmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow is the graduation ceremony. ya, must ask ming rern ge ge to be there... *because he still own me the helena chan book* wahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112130774581430321?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112130774581430321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112130774581430321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112130774581430321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112130774581430321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-shall-be-my-last-day-facing-my.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112081463337410715</id><published>2005-07-08T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T17:23:53.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Due to numerous requests, i shall give abit more details of what happened on that acutally day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can go straight into the most excited sabotage of the night... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, i picked the 'dare' card and have to choose or draw one of the 'dare' from the little cute innocent Watson Plastic Bag. My dare for that turn was to .... 'went out to someone, intro yourself and get his/her number'. At that point of time, Sharon pointing at the toliet direction and screamed to me ,'GO! JAMIE, THAT GUY!'. Because of the great encouragement given by Sharon and i dun wish to disappoint anyone and moreover, no more consider 'okay looking' guy walking on the east coast street at 2 a.m. in the morning, so i grabbed the chance and ran to him. By the way, *i dunno what wrong with me* i grabbed sharon's phone instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy was shocked and i only told him that i need to have his number because i am under some 'dare' game. And so... k, at first, he was shy to give me his number so i suggested him to give me a fake number lolx. I can't possible to force some passer-by to give me his number rite? This guy was kinda of kind to agree to give me his number lah... and he recorded his number in SHARON'S handphone lolx. *wahaha... guess her boyfriend must be cursing and swearing* Let me describe this guy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was tall and he was really really very tall, okay-looking and kinda of *errmmm... should i said it?* kinda of muscular lah... ya, so my hand itchy once again and i asked him to take a pic with me. *hey, i am not trying to be funny. I am doing it for the sake of evidenced it*. Anyway, after taking the pics, he told me that actually he was drunk... *oppppssss... lucky i am not drunk too... wahaha* Then we went separate way... but.... WAIT! NOT END OF THE ENTRIES YET!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of his friend came over to get ..... someone number... He claimed he was also under some dare and this guy want.... *errrrmmmmm....* AUDREY's NUMBER!!!!! I gave him the number on behalf of audrey. I know Audrey was shy at that point of time... *scare she was too nervous to key in the wrong number* But let me comment on that guy... he was cute and very unique accent... and the most important trait that he has was.... HE WAS A INDO-CHINESE. *myth = indo chinese teenagers in Singapore are rich....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came to the last part of the entries... Nothing much. Did i left out anything???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112081463337410715?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112081463337410715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112081463337410715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112081463337410715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112081463337410715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/07/due-to-numerous-requests-i-shall-give.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112053272465318265</id><published>2005-07-05T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T21:59:53.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from my rendezvous weekend with my two groups of ’ah bang'. Damn touched by what they have prepared for me this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start from 1 July 2005..... *second installation will be out soon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first sentence to start this celebration was ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was late! Late for 1 and 1/2 hours&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;please leh...it's 2 hrs hor!!]...&lt;/span&gt; wahaha... *too notorious of my lateness* I took a cab to the Riverside Point and the first person to welcome me was none other than the evil boobie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/50/j1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/200/j1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She welcomed me with a gloomy face and claimed that she had some dispute with the gang. I am the well-known havoc creator; but have to be the peacemaker for once.... because it was my birthday celebration lolx! We walked into a posh restaurant named ..... Brewekee&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;erm it's Brewerkz]&lt;/span&gt;... something like that lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/50/DSC00014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/200/DSC00014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ribs are so expensive lol but damn tasty lah... taste better than Cartel's ribs&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;yes man, i agree]&lt;/span&gt;. I like the ambience of the restaurant and every door looked like a wall to me after coming out from the washroom, I got lost in the restaurant&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wahahaha...restaurant i nominate one!!]&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway, the waitress knew that I lost my way so she led me the way to the washroom AGAIN. *Perhaps I should have told her that I couldn’t find my way back instead of telling her that I lost my way* Conclusion: I really like that restaurant... And there is a ktv system lolx... Believe me, if there are no cute 'ang mo' there, i would pick up the mic and sing my famous 'rong shu xia' liao lolx....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor ah yu had to eat as fast as boobie so both of them can rush to the next destination! *all have written in their script huh*&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[yes, the moment you walked in they ru xi le]&lt;/span&gt; both lied to me that they have to go home. At first, I didn't really think they are lying to me at that point of time *because i TRUST them so much* but i find lao da damn fishy that night because she kept on smiling at me....evilly! *although she has a great smile, that smile she gave that night just chill my spine, man* &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[*blush* everytime i see your face ill always smile. why must let everyone know]&lt;/span&gt;Qiqi should get the best actress award that night. she has the face of ' i tried my best liao, dun like? too bad. ' Conclusion: Everyone acting really fooled me that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went to Clarke Quay to take picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/50/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/200/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/50/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/200/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/50/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/200/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/50/j11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/200/j11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/50/j3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/200/j3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kept on saying no program liao but think back, they were actually tying to waste and drag time lolx! The biggest impact of that night was when qiqi and lao da suggest going to east coast to 'taunt'. 'Not Again!'! I was thinking were they that broke that we have to stay overnight at east coast AGAIN?&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[east coast not nice meh?!?! u come out with the money we bring u somewhere nice *stretches out hand*]&lt;/span&gt; But i kept quiet about it and tried to smile to them when they pop up some silly question like 'are you fine with it or not?', ‘feeling sad huh?' ….. Dude, obviously i was sad lah... Can't u guys read from my facial expression, it reads - Leave me Alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after we reached east coast, i was really dragged to our 'lao di fang'. At a point of time, i was staring at the sea blankly. qiqi and lao da worried that i might jump down due to my disappointment but actually i was thinking how to kill them that night! *evil grin* &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[u guys should have seen her man. totally outcast herself from us, which i think is not a smart move cause she has to spend the rest of the night with us. you outcast yourself from the only company you have. siao ar?!?! so bo hua]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so depressed that night till i saw two idiots and one stranger waving to me from the ‘lao di fang’ and shouting at my name hysterically. I looked over and was stunned on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/50/DSC00032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/200/DSC00032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two idiots was actually evil boobie and psychotic ah yu. The stranger was the special guest for my celebration – boobie’s boyfriend.... *which no one really knows the exact name*. So that night, we tried to use the best vocab we ever learnt in school, by referring him as 'ay... , u .... , sharon's boyfriend’. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[touched leh.....but hor, why no tears huh]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/50/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/200/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/50/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/200/25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, i was sabotaged damn badly that night... There were three type of tortures that i have to go through before receiving my presents....first, was to test my common sense by asking me the ‘general but not so general’ questions *I flunk badly on those questions* &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[please, those are the true blue general questions]&lt;/span&gt;, second was questions on them....*that was the most easy wan... that night i kept on drawing lao da and ah yu questions...*&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[what most easy...got qns u also answer wrongly hor!!]&lt;/span&gt; Lastly was the most horrible torture for me - the dare&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[most horrible?!?! you must be joking. i think you secretly LOVE it]&lt;/span&gt;. If i failed any of the tortures *which obviously I did*, i have to be punished harshly by them *they are damn ruthless lolx*... One of the most torturing punishments that I ever received that night, was eating 2 raw mushroom wrapped with thick layer of wasabi! *I gave a very detailed description of that dish rite?* Damn, I condemn wasabi for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I dun enjoy all the dare except one&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[what one only, how bout the approach a stranger and get his/her number. wah did extra task somemore "come let's take picture" *whips out camera phone almost instantly*]&lt;/span&gt;… hee…. Oh ya, there was one dare *i must mention* whereby my face had to be ruined under lao da and boobie’s makeup tools lolx. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[why you dont appreciate art??]&lt;/span&gt;*ya, obviously I look damn ugly with that makeup and lao da won’t let me off by NOT posting that pic in this entries.*&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[we think you looked THE BEST with that. our skills not bad leh *evil laugh* see]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/50/44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/200/44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, lets get back to the only dare I love that night was ….. *extra information for ah yu and boobie* they were currently working and 2 yrs older than us.....* *more information? List down, I will definitely do my research well… hee…* *actually someone can also research too...* *blink to qiqi*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after so much trials and tests, i received all my presents from them! A storybook!? *get me comic instead lah, but i still appreciate it lah... give me one year to complete that story, k?*, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/50/48.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/200/48.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hangbao *i really appreciate the effort behind it, and I would really cry if First President Yusof’s face was on it instead*&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[wah i almost went crazy doing the money leh. you better laminate and frame it up!!]&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/50/51.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/200/51.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;letters *ya, kinda of sweet... actually i was on the verge of crying after reading those letters but that wasabi thoughts just stopped me from doing that* and lastly.... my Hugo woman perfume! *really want that perfume badly... thanks everyone, muckkkk* *that was my first kiss leh!!! wahaha* &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[wah seh *wipes saliva off face* kiss can liao dont need to add extra things right]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/50/57.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/200/57.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope i didn't miss out any presents... oh ya... one more... the cake that use to thrash my face huh...*qiqi, thanks for the effort to 'deco' the cake huh&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;*[wah she spend ALOT of effort on it leh and you only write 1 sentence bout it *tsk*].&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/50/DSC00051.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/201/6715/200/DSC00051.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.... dun think i missed out any presents liao... but i really appreciate every effort behind the celebrations including the sabotage lah... Although i was badly tortured that night, I still need to thank the ones who devised those ways to torture me since they MUST have put alot of effort and brain cells into it... so a big ‘thank you’ to the sabotage committee members... *Guess the a.m.s.c. should be in this sabotage committee hor….* &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[ -_- like theeeeeeeee...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion for that night*: I really enjoyed myself... hee... I guess i must have been 'wei xiao bao' to have a.m.s.c. and my secondary school buddies as my wifes in my previous previous previous life huh! *blink* *total 7 wifes...* hee...Thanks so much for the effort and the night. Never ever want to forget any single moments of it in my entire life. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;[*sob* dont need to thank us *sob* you enjoy can liao *sob* so touched by what you've said *sob*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112053272465318265?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112053272465318265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112053272465318265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112053272465318265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112053272465318265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/07/back-from-my-rendezvous-weekend-with.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112052687590704877</id><published>2005-07-05T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T09:28:18.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;before i start work, big shout out to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;JAMIE ONG... HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRL!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;finally your turn to be 20. 1 year older le, cannot act cute anymore. muahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;have a fantastic day ya =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112052687590704877?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112052687590704877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112052687590704877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112052687590704877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112052687590704877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/07/before-i-start-work-big-shout-out-to.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112019073457015399</id><published>2005-07-01T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T12:05:34.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Counting down... Dunno what is going to happen in the next few hours... Honesty, i am feeling abit breathless... kinda of excitement in me because i trust 'they' will do a good job huh!!! wahaha... However, not really looking forward to it. Because once this celebration ended, dunno will there be any excuses for any celebration or gathering to carry out. I believe this weekend would be the best weekend that i had spend so far... But ..... after this weekend, dunno when will we meet again.... sadz .... *dun worry, i will hold back my tears... sobz* muahaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112019073457015399?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112019073457015399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112019073457015399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112019073457015399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112019073457015399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/07/counting-down.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112010069230553797</id><published>2005-06-30T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T11:04:55.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone seem so curious about my working hours. Whenever i meet my old classmates on the street and informed them that i got a job, the next question they would ask was , ' so what are your working hours huh?'. Basically the firm working hours was from 9 - 6. However, i dun start work at 9 and dun end work at 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a bad habit to start my day. I would like 'spy' on people blog if i reall got the time. Nowaday, i hardly had any. Anyway, this morning, i was again 'spying' other people *which not even consider my friends* blog, i realise something. Guys can really whine! They whine about everything in life and even whine on misfortune events that fell on others. I really dun mean to scorn about their blog. I guess it was my perception problems again, i see those guys as crybaby and sissy. Dun be surprise, these guys are even older than me! Wait, let me put this straight, u can whine about ur life, whine about ur misfortune, whine about ur problems *it is normal doing that and i dun see any problem whining about it* but why the hell are u whining about other people affairs? You sound as if it was YOUR PROBLEM! Perhaps you see their problems as yours. hmm... *that sound so noble of you*. But why blame your friends' foolishness or greediness on other people. Why curse and swear on other people when your friends are partly at fault? Isn't this consider standing BLINDLY with your friends? I pitied those ppl u swore or cursed on. They were not killer, cheat or any evil people but some innocent citizens that would like to earn a living on those big corporation. And big corporation earning a living on human beings greed and this is how the world work! Lastly if you friends did not suffered any loss or damages, why the hell are you cursing and swearing against these people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, i put this record straight. I dun see anything wrong with guys who blog about their life or whine about their misfortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Siao Cha Bo back with her crappiness again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112010069230553797?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112010069230553797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112010069230553797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112010069230553797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112010069230553797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/06/everyone-seem-so-curious-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-112001318188388751</id><published>2005-06-29T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T10:46:21.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow, really damn quiet leh... I thought my com has a problem at first and kept on clicking on the 'refresh'  icons. Anyway, i thought of hanging out on 15 July 2005 with those  'oldies'  friends... wahaha... I was thinking having a steamboat in the chalet... or hotel... Damn excited lolx!!! *hope i am not the only one*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 1 July 2005, i will be taking half-day off. wahaha... Need to visit my new 'family' dental. Manage to find one near my house and it charged an affordable price. Then i would be going off for a big celebration. My first birthday celebration... *wonder how big would it be....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wad kau, i really have nothing more to write! wahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-112001318188388751?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/112001318188388751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=112001318188388751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112001318188388751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/112001318188388751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/06/wow-really-damn-quiet-leh.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111940563370236636</id><published>2005-06-22T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T10:00:33.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;it's on a friday yes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. do we even need a roof over our heads? go to our favourite hang out/stay out place - east coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im alright with anything =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111940563370236636?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111940563370236636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111940563370236636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111940563370236636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111940563370236636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-on-friday-yes-ahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111931929287930460</id><published>2005-06-21T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T10:01:32.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was thinking shall we book a chalet on the 15th July 2005 to celebration our graduation or u guys prefer to book Hotel!!!! Hee... Hotel is more expensive lolx... And chalet is more affordable... We can sure check in early this time.... Feedback leh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111931929287930460?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111931929287930460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111931929287930460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111931929287930460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111931929287930460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-was-thinking-shall-we-book-chalet-on.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111923732802318789</id><published>2005-06-20T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T11:33:52.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The previous night, i took a &lt;a href="http://quizbox.com/personality/test64.aspx"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt; on .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your dream guy?&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to your answers; if you are not kidding, you are too complicated. Sorry, we are unable to offer the analysis. Press Back button on you browser, check ONE question that you were not completely sure and try again with a different answer that you think it would be correct. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I thought the quiz is kidding me, so i got my sister to take this test and she got her own answer... I am speechless* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, i took another &lt;a href="http://quizbox.com/personality/test70.aspx"&gt;test&lt;/a&gt; to determine that i am not that complicate! hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Marriage&lt;br /&gt;How will you choose your Mr Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will make the most of being able to shop around for Mr Right. You love your freedom and will have a lot of fun learning about what sort of man you like. When you do find the guy for you, nobody will be able to keep you away from the church. &lt;br /&gt;Who will be your future Mr Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your future hubby will be lovely and sweet, but a little immature - possibly even a spoilt brat! This guy will trigger your maternal instinct. You'll always be willing to watch his back and clean up his mess. He might be the same age as you are or even younger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*P.S. I dun think this is true! Basically i hate inmature guy and can't even accept guys younger than me!!!! Unless it is extra-marital affairs lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will you get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as you fall in love, you'll want to grab your man and hang on to him. You will probably marry very young, so it would be wise of you to think carefully before committing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*P.S. Guys, start to save up my wedding hangbao money hor*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sort of wife will you be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a bit tricky. You might pretend to be a sensitive and caring wife in his eyes, but you'll be ready to laugh at him behind his back and eventually you may even leave him for another man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*P.S. wow, damn true leh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you and your husband have a good time together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and your hubby will enjoy each other's company playing games until you're old. Whether you play tennis, golf, swim or even just go driving out of town, you'll both stay healthy and happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will your children be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kids will be very naughty. They will often get into trouble but you will have a great time bringing these fun-loving kids up. They are lively and smart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*P.S. Guess everyone waiting to see the day that i was drove crazy by my kids huh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How loyal are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get along very well with most guys. Sometimes your friendliness misleads others to think that you're a bit of a flirt, but actually you've got a loyal heart. You'll never have eyes for anyone except your beloved husband. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*P.S. blah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See... i am not that complicated afterall... It is probably the previous quiz too shallow and simple for me liao! hee....*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111923732802318789?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111923732802318789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111923732802318789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111923732802318789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111923732802318789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/06/previous-night-i-took-quiz-on.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111918892510025829</id><published>2005-06-19T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T22:20:13.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;had one of the craziest weekends ever. as you all know, aud's birthday falls on a friday. so we decided to have a sleep over Hangout@Mt Emily. so the plan was to give our birthday girl a surprise - traditional kind with aud coming in blind folded, we all in party hats, party popper, balloons, spray ribbons. cy and sharon were to meet aud early and just sort of disappoint her that me and j are not coming that early. at the mean time, me and j went to the hotel first to get the room ready(it was pretty funny cause when we got into the room, j wasnt sure whether we were in the right room although we could go in with our card. so she called the front desk asking "hi i was wanna know is this our room" operator:"which room are you in?" j:"403" it was just funny i tell u) anyways, the room's pretty neat. just that it didnt come with tv and fridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;so when aud finally arrived, she wasnt blind folded as planned!! nonetheless, she was quite cooperative and stood outside the room first and came in with her eyes closed. we shouted "surprise!!" popped all the poppers and sprayed ribbons at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;hahaha what a sight. we all took pictures with her in a messy state&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;and boy was she surprised(right?!) what's a birthday without cake right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the place was in a horrible state, really dirty with all the streamers are ribbons but no one cared cause all of us were hungry!! time to eat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud22.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud23.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;initially, we made aud think that we didnt get her any presents and well i think she bought it. how the hell can we not get her anything! BUT, nothing comes for free. so in order to get her present(we hide it) she gotta do 4 dares. first, she gotta finish a can of coke in a minute;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud33.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud34.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;then she gotta pop a balloon by sitting on it; then do a sexy dance to sharon, the human pole(i wanted to film it down but aud was so against it. the picture i snapped just couldnt tell she was dancing; lastly, she gotta sing us a song and at the same time, act out a story from the lyrics(she,however, did the song concert style with us as the audience and crazier than her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she did find her presents(kino voucher and roxy bag from ivan and chris) did a lot of photo taking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud19.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud20.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud21.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud24.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud25.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud26.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud27.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud30.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud31.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud32.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;and of course, funny ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud17.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud18.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;poor cy, got abused by sharon and looked like she was in agony(which i think she was actually) and if you're wondering whose leg is it, guess?!?!(just think of who's the crazy one and ull figure it out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cant let her get away with it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud28.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud29.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ahahahaha. we couldnt help it since j looked pretty happy that we trashed her image like that. but for this, i cant be so sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/bag.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sharon and cy had to leave, so just the 3 of us left to stay over. attacked the cake immediately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud35.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud36.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud37.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;had a few rounds of mahjong(mahjong is a must for overnight stays!) and did an experiment on j.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEWARE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRACE YOURSELVES!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON"T SAY I DIDN"T WARN YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud38.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud39.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! you guys have seen j's pretty side but seldom her ermmmmmmm nerdy side. i think it's got to do with the design of the specs, aud thinks its got to do with the thickness of the frame. what do you think??(she's wearing my specs on the top and her own on the bottom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we slept at around 5-6am. we went to bed earlier than that but ended up talking instead. took this before we left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud40.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud41.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud42.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;that's about it. had great time. j's bday is next; and according to aud, j's going to pay for making her do the pole dance. wahahahaha...so watch out =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111918892510025829?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111918892510025829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111918892510025829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111918892510025829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111918892510025829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/06/had-one-of-craziest-weekends-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111897546831576903</id><published>2005-06-17T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T10:34:41.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUDREY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;today you OFFICIALLY turn 20!!!!!!!! *claps and jumps around at the same time*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;hope you'll really enjoy yourself later cause it's with US!! (how can you not enjoy yourself?! you WILL!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;anyways, remember to come dressed mei mei later k cause you're the birthday girl today, so we shall let you outshine us... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;muahahahahahaha!!! (kidding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;love and hugs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ps - im just wondering, how come i didnt get a "happy birthday meiyi!!" post on my bday by u guys. unfair you know!!!! im so hurt =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111897546831576903?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111897546831576903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111897546831576903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111897546831576903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111897546831576903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-happy-birthday-audrey-today-you.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111897491114117265</id><published>2005-06-17T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T10:23:03.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; tell you, this personality test is scarily accurate(not just me, all my friends who did it say the same)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.The seriousness of your love: You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your views on education:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;go on guys, click &lt;a href="http://quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to try it. you will be amazed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111897491114117265?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111897491114117265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111897491114117265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111897491114117265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111897491114117265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-tell-you-this-personality-test-is.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111888852489227522</id><published>2005-06-16T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T10:22:04.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, lao da made an enquiry about baker zin membership card and the reply from the customer service was exetremely unhelpful. Lao Da wrote back to ctitise their service. I admit i only want their compensation at the end of the day... Perhaps complimentary of cake or meal...*hee... i am damn greedy* But the least compensation that lao da deserve is an apology from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the reply that make lao da so fed up? Basically they didn't reply much but only to refer lao da to read the terms and conditions at the back of the application forms. That is definately so 'helpful' answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i also encounter an incident yesterday. I expect some kind of 'compensation' after one of my friend had 'innocently' forgotten our date till i called her. I hung up her phone when she finally  'realise' that she had a date with me. If i said that i only expect the least compensation from my friend - an apology, then please condemn me as a hypocrite. Basically at the end of the day, i received 3 sms from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First sms - 'Sorry, it slip off my mind. pai sei, anyway we can have lunch some other time.'&lt;br /&gt;What a sincere way to apologise to your friend. Firstly, do i look like someone who so desperately need a lunch mate? I would rather lunch-in than to receive such humiliation from her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the second and third smses?&lt;br /&gt;Great! They are msgs that send to the wrong sender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, i am not angry that she had forgotten our date or broke her promise. I am very disappointed and angry with her attitude. As a friend, i know what is she thinking now....'I must wait for Ah J to cool down first'. How about apologising on my deathbed so i won't jump out to wrack her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking of this 'soon to rot'  six-years of friendship, i am really sick of each and every of their attitude - treating each other for granted. 6 years of friendship, i definately deserve more than an sms apology.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111888852489227522?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111888852489227522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111888852489227522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111888852489227522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111888852489227522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/06/yesterday-lao-da-made-enquiry-about.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111880258727969455</id><published>2005-06-15T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T10:29:50.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was hurt. Badly tortured. Fell down from the table several times during office hours yesterday. Trying so hard to carry on but felt internal wound bleeding inside of me. Sometime i am so bored and left alone in the office. Sometime i am so busy that i need my energy to be charged fully. People said i am 'spoilt' but it was caused by all the abuse that i received from the human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dying soon... Need repair.... I can't even shake abit or else my bones would break apart. My bones were getting loose as i aged....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Entries post by siao cha bo 's MD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111880258727969455?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111880258727969455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111880258727969455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111880258727969455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111880258727969455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-was-hurt.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111837147016369651</id><published>2005-06-10T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T10:44:30.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.... I am Ah Wang.... I am an outsider, not even consider a member in the j.a.m.s.c. club. Actually i am siao cha bo's pet, a goldfish. Actually my owner has alot of goldfishes but they are now corpses. Owner have no time to bury them. I guess she also dunno they are dead! If i have the chance to telepathy with my owner, i would tell her to simply flush them into the toliet bowl. Last night, owner kana scolded by boss AGAIN. Her boss so fierce that i have to hide under my weeds. Heard owner went for her gathering last night, sadz.... she never brought me along. Ya, owner did explain to me that it is so troublesum to bring a fish tank travelling around Singapore. Sadz... Could only blame myself that i have to survive in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya... Talking about my neighbours.... They are nice soul although they love to bully me but now they can't. Kinda of miss them now. First is Ah Yang, it died of heart attack when owner shouted on the phone when transfering the client's call to her Co-Master. Can't blame owner.... she is on the verge of depression.  She dun even know she is 'yelling'. Anyway, i was not affected by the 'noise pollution', because i am listening to my 'IPOP' at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chen chen, it was killed by an earthquake. That fateful day, owner boss placed a thick stack of files on her table and the tremor killed it instantly. Sadz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; yuyu  died of hunger because it has been ages since owner had feed us with real food... Owner alway 'accidentally feed us with paperclips and staple bullets and yuyu was so hungry at that time that it ...... *let not talk about it.... i can't imagine she is.....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fenfen died of stressed. It cannot take it when it saw files and files surrouding her. fenfen had weak heart. And the dusts from the historial files are flying around and infected fenfen's health. And ....... we tried to revive her by doing cpr for her but she just ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the only wounded goldfish standing firm on the 'battlefield'. haiz... now i am singing jay chow 'yu jie mo ri'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111837147016369651?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111837147016369651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111837147016369651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111837147016369651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111837147016369651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/06/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111820375598347170</id><published>2005-06-08T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T12:09:15.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;so damn frustrating. cant seem to tag again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;aud/j - we can meet up on thurs anyways even if sharon cant come. is that alright??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111820375598347170?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111820375598347170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111820375598347170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111820375598347170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111820375598347170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-damn-frustrating_08.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111802323889134146</id><published>2005-06-06T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T10:02:42.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My waist is killing me lolx. Had a three days and two night stays in the chalet and my back is killing me now. How can i start work at such a state. Today i am suffering from monday blues~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i am a bad influence to my sister. I smuggled them to the pool centre *above 18 to enter* and encourage them to drink alcohol. Wahaha... *evil grin* Basically my aunt bought us to the lounge and i was encouraging them to order alcohol drinks instead of soft drinks. But i still have some human instinct. I didn't allow my youngest sister to order alcohol drinks. *My mum would kill me if she get drunk* Anyway, we order a variety of alcohol cocktail and those that taste funny, i then encourage my youngest sister to take a sip of it. *muhahah.... evil...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday, i was made to stay to finish typing out the 'defence' for my boss. I was racing against time since 'spoilt brat' was waiting for me downstair. Hee... Promise to have dinner with him but instead we had supper. We went to Indo-chines at Orchard and the indoor bar is nice. Their ambience is good and guess wad? I went into the Gents instead. Basically the lights are dim and my vision was blur after facing the computer for hours. What is worse, the washrrom door is transparent and i saw a toliet bowl inside. k, i know guys also have to do their 'big' business in a toliet bowl. Fine. Anyway, i went in and saw this 'Ang Mo' guy and was thinking, 'what the hell? Why this butch look so damn man!'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not drunk, and soon i realised i went into the wrong washroom before watching any R(A) scene. *dun doubt me, jamsc!* Anyway, 'spoilt brat' was molested that night. It was two ladies that touched his ***. Oh my, why are women so desperate lately? *waching too much desperate housewife huh?* touching or pinching guys' assets are ......... Only cheeko women were capable of such an acts. Urge of doing it? Then they better dun watch R(A) movies with their guy friends otherwise the guys would be rape by them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111802323889134146?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111802323889134146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111802323889134146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111802323889134146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111802323889134146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-waist-is-killing-me-lolx.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111769703162661635</id><published>2005-06-02T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T15:23:51.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In my office, there are 5 lawyers currently. I heard that there  is this seat which is located in the core of the whole office is kinda of cursed. Whoever worked for the two lawyers that were supposed to sit on that 'cursed' place would eventually got themselves fired. Why are they fired?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the symtoms were  alot of 'MCs' were taken *perhaps they were really sick*,&lt;br /&gt;then work performance kinda of affected *maybe they are still sicked*&lt;br /&gt;then m.i.a often *trying to avoid stress*&lt;br /&gt;and soon boss treated them 'coffee' in his room lolx. *which basically marked  a 'the  end' to their curse*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i can't escape the fate now. Zombie is infected with the 'curse' liao....Good and Bad news.&lt;br /&gt;Bad news is i am replacing those people who were fired. Currently serving three masters. The Big Master, The Co-Master and the Third Party Master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is i am not going to sit that 'cursed' seat. But i have to visit that desserted areas often. I would not called it as 'visit', i would said it is 'outstation'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down with a slight fever and works has been piling up non-stop. Swore no coffee as it only bring addiction but zombie has succumbed to the coffee addiction once again. Damn the curse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virus was surging in my stomach and veins is expanding in my head. My waist is strained and neck had lost the support. The curse is far damn too strong. Maybe zombie should employ an exorcist instead.  Curse were made to kill. Perhaps i need a dog chain so i have the chances to unlease myself handle this damn curse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111769703162661635?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111769703162661635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111769703162661635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111769703162661635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111769703162661635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/06/in-my-office-there-are-5-lawyers.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111751498619830666</id><published>2005-05-31T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T12:49:46.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cant seem to tag. no time to hunt for new skin and change the layout. if this carries on, this place would be better off closed. &lt;u&gt;PARTICIPATION&lt;/u&gt; is desperately needed(and greatly appreciated) to keep this place going. this place seems to be on hiatus on a long term basis. NO GOOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;funny/exciting/intriguing/fascinating/infuriating/happy thoughts ... ... ... ... anyone??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111751498619830666?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111751498619830666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111751498619830666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111751498619830666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111751498619830666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/05/cant-seem-to-tag.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111750445487357090</id><published>2005-05-31T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T09:54:14.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lao Da and Ah Fen, perhaps we have to change our blog layout again. No voices and occasionally only three colours appear on the dull black screen. The Orange, The Red and The Grey. It is getting worse when the red started to blog less often nowaday... I have amnesia and hardly remember the other members' faces liao.  Moreover, with less entries, this blog looked more like mourning for our 'lost' members than a sanctuary that we could escape into. I dun wish to enter into a graveyard every morning, which is sad to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, everyone seem to m.i.a in my life. Qiqi is in Taiwan currently and dunno when is she back. Wad kau, i am missing her liao. Ah Fen is sick and went absent for our two gathering. First, she sprained her legs and now down with fever. Dun blame her for that because at least explaination were given. Without her, the gatherings are not the same. Lao Da and i have been hanging up kinda of often and her boss started to think likewise now! wahaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111750445487357090?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111750445487357090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111750445487357090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111750445487357090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111750445487357090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/05/lao-da-and-ah-fen-perhaps-we-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111715957770141582</id><published>2005-05-27T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T10:06:17.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;suddenly it seems so quiet in here. i have no idea what to write about.  oh maybe just one thing to bitch about. i &lt;u&gt;cannot&lt;/u&gt; stand people who dont move to the rear end of the bus, especially in the mornings!!!! as a result, all of them are packed at the front and the buses dont stop to pick up passengers, who will obviously be late if they dont board. if YOU are one of those people mentioned above, what's wrong with you guys?!?! PLEASE be considerate for just that moment and move your ass to the back of the bus. what is the problem with standing at the back of the bus. afraid the bus would leave without letting you off at your designated stop. for goodness sake, then move to the door way before the stop. surely it's not that difficult getting pass people in the way. it's inevitable that ull get angry glares and "tsk" noises from people like myself but who cares?! we wont hunt you down and beat the crap out of you. you wont even be able to hear us curse and swear by the time you've alighted. eyes are there for you to see and legs are for you to move. so use them!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;now i know how the counter argument's going to be "you(i) should leave the house earlier" well, I DID and gave up on that idea because it makes no bloody difference. in fact, it's even more infuriating cause i made the effort to leave early but to find that the end result is no different if i left later. so pissed that buses just drive past cause these buggers refused to occupy the back, causing human jam at the front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i cant/wont be pissed if the bus was completely full with people. fact is, it doesnt matter whether we leave early or not. if people were considerate enough, we will start the day in a happy mood. but i dont think that's ever going to happen. just wishful thinking on my part, which sucks big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111715957770141582?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111715957770141582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111715957770141582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111715957770141582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111715957770141582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/05/suddenly-it-seems-so-quiet-in-here.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111692102630263133</id><published>2005-05-24T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T15:50:26.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="broken soul" src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1111428049_BrokenSoul.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your soul is broken.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are living through a lot of pain everyday&lt;br /&gt;that you have to deal with, which is making you&lt;br /&gt;sorrowful. No one ever stays by your side when&lt;br /&gt;you truly need them and no one ever will.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is hopeless and tragic and you keep&lt;br /&gt;yearning for the day you will be free from&lt;br /&gt;pain. Love is unlikely to happen to you because&lt;br /&gt;you isolate yourself and are suspicious of&lt;br /&gt;peoples motives. You stand in the shadows of&lt;br /&gt;the world, watching what you can never have.&lt;br /&gt;The bruises you carry never seems to heal, your&lt;br /&gt;mind is dark and no one seems to understand or&lt;br /&gt;wants to help. As always, you will be alone in&lt;br /&gt;the world, fighting your dark thoughts by&lt;br /&gt;yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/How%20is%20your%20soul?(pics)/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;How is your soul?(pics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111692102630263133?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111692102630263133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111692102630263133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111692102630263133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111692102630263133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/05/your-soul-is-broken.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111657297364634119</id><published>2005-05-20T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T15:09:33.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now rotting in my office, looking around - not for works but for some gossip! wahaha... kidding lah, i hate to gossip! wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now there was this couple walking into my law firm for some cpf admin stuff. The woman seem to suffer from some mental disorder and the husband was beside her, walking with her. kinda of thinking that will such this ever happen in our generation. Our generation seem 'heartless when comes to burden compared to the older generation. A rich and thoughtful other half is not enough. So what if your boyfriend was sweet, caring, thoughtful and kinda of perfect in every one eyes but when come to burden, he will act like a pampered brat and shrugged away from the responsible. So what if he can be there anytime and anywhere but when u r depressed, he were never there at all. What if deep down in his heart, you are all along a burden to him? Eventually, the break up will cause by his desire for freedom. Comparing you with other gals, were their first step of hinting to you that they felt u r kinda of burden to them. Beware lolx! *this is basically what i am thinking only.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I dun understand why are there childish people putting their cursh or gf or bf name as their msn nick? Is it sweet by declaring their love for them on their msn nick? I dunno how the receiver will feel but the other people seeing such nick would feel digusting... First, how old are these 'kids'? If you are above 20, do you think it is a childish? Maybe love cause you to lose your sanity. Who knows? Afterall, love is blind. But why they can't just do it more discreetly? Does loving someone is to let that person and the whole world know about it? Prove your love - doesn't mean declaring with your words. Action? Action is not by putting ur declarion of love on ur msn nick! I would in fact more admire guys shouted their declarion on the street than putting it in the msn nick. Dun mean to offend anyone, that is just my thoughts.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111657297364634119?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111657297364634119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111657297364634119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111657297364634119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111657297364634119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/05/now-rotting-in-my-office-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111640470750113320</id><published>2005-05-18T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T16:28:48.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU ALL FOR MAKING MY DAY SO SPECIAL&lt;/strong&gt;. bday wishes from j, cy, sharon(sang me just 1 line of the birthday song). aud...left u only!!!! surprise msg from fabian!! thanks man. even my elder brother msged me!!!!(offered to buy me present. asked him to give me $$ instead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day cant get any better than this. thanks you all =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111640470750113320?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111640470750113320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111640470750113320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111640470750113320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111640470750113320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/05/thank-you-all-for-making-my-day-so.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111638861813185023</id><published>2005-05-18T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T11:56:58.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally understand the pathway to be a good zombie liao. To work late, sleep late, eat ur dinner late, but die early. That is how zombie theory works. Wonder how long is my zombie life going to end. Basically i dun like been a zombie but i need to be one! Zombie need to eat too! The long weekend is kinda of pathetic for me. Flashback to the previous long weekend, i got to spend my money freely. No restriction, no worries. But... this long weekend, i have to scrimp and save. Basically i can't even afford a branded piece of bread for lunch. I am such a pathetic paralegal. Wait, btw, i just reminded myself, i am a paralegal. I almost forgotten my position liao. I feel that i am more an office gal nowaday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am living in confusion currently. Wonder what is coming up next. Maybe one day this fri CJ was having dinner at sakae and realise the potiential of the JAMSC girls and decide to sponsor our oversee studies! Wahahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my long weekend, what should i do leh... I was thinking of getting out of the urban city and going to somewhere rural. but rural places mean no good food for me! muhahaha... Actually, i was planning to have a 'ktv gathering' with the jamsc, but i guess everyone too broke to sing lolx. I am not broke lah.... i am just VERY broke! hahaha... *some lame joke to entertain myself*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111638861813185023?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111638861813185023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111638861813185023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111638861813185023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111638861813185023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-finally-understand-pathway-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111621183224131577</id><published>2005-05-16T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T10:47:39.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally lao da celebration was over. This celebration really killed me, sharon and audrey brain cells lolx. We need to replenish our brain cells liao. Previously, i thought my this 'Ah Bang' of mine like italian food and thought of looking for some 'high class' italian restaurant. But she told me her favourite food was dim sum. For 2.5 (rounded to 3 years) of friendship, i never know she love to eat dim sum lolx. Then have to change plan liao and started to source for some dim sum restaurant. Chris gave me advice by suggesting 'Tung Le'. Decided not to go there as the ambience is too 'chinese' liao. Booked a table at the top tower of the cosy bay. Ordered a orea chocolate cake and chris against it! He said Prima Deli cakes sux and i told him the cake is not for me anyway. muhahaha... *dun get prima deli chocolate cake for me hor...* I have been eating chocolate cake since Jasmine birhday in Feb, Sharon birthday in March, Cy birthday in April and Lao Da birthday in May lolx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This important woman really had me to sacrifice my sleep for her lolx. Woke up early in the morning to shop for presents and cake with chris. Ivan called and he think we are so crazy to date so early in the morning lolx. Shopping killed us. Shopping with a man just kill me instantly! Wahaha... Although chris didn't stop me from shopping, he just can't hide that 'sian' face from me! Was thinking to get her a cheap plastic photoframe but chris was so kind to invest in a expensive wan for her. And the 'du..' sale girls didn't take away the pricetag. Dude, i thought it is obviously that we are giving someone if we told them to wrap it for us? After we collected the cake, we headed to cosy bay to place the cake to theirs hand. From cosy bay to bugis was just like a journey to the west. We lost our way there and chris kept on nagging at me. Muahaha... *so sorry, this is the situation u had to go through when ur gf was preparing her 'Ah Bang' birthday.* We took bus 16 and i fell asleep in the bus. When i woke up, we were at orchard and it seem that it took ages for the bus to reach bugis. Anyway, we met a crazy man on the bus who kept on talking to the passengers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost on our way in Singapore twice and ended up in tiong bahru. Lucky both important ladies in my life sms me and informed me that they will be late. We watch kingdom of heaven and i really dozed off in the threate.  That show really damn boring and crappy. I only enjoy 'certain' scenes only lolx. That show ended at late and i had to sacrifice my ending that cost S$9.50 to make a call to cosy bay to inform them that we would be late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the dinner celebration was a success man. Look at all lao da's photographs that we took during the dinner, most of them turned out that lao da is trying so hard to hold back her tears lolx. And when we passed her the 'wrappped present' during dinner, she was so happy and expect something nice. Haiz... she really dunno us well enough, how can we surrender her present that easily. We prefer to see her in agony first! I do my part as a joker and kept on irritating her. She was indeed irritate by me. First disappointment came when we announce that we are watching movie then the photoframe and lastly my irritation.... i know she wanted to kill me at that moments. Aud and i were so scared that she would be so mad at us that she might leave the movie halfway. And for the final irritation, me and aud suggested going to the night safari after the movie definately driving her crazy liao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the rest was written in lao da entries liao and not to mention about the cute guy lah. But they kept on forcing me to make some 'act cute' expression and spoilt my image! It was raining heavily and chris came down to bring us home by a cab. So sweet of him unlike some guy who afraid of thunder! muhahaha.... Just kidding lah... Actually we should have film lao da expression down for that whole celebration and it would be the year top comedy man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111621183224131577?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111621183224131577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111621183224131577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111621183224131577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111621183224131577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/05/finally-lao-da-celebration-was-over.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111617076786329120</id><published>2005-05-15T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T23:40:09.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jamie and audrey are such sweethearts. the girls celebrated my bday yesterday =) was suppose to meet at bugis.was there late(as usual) we went to catch kingdom of heaven. jamie asked me on friday whether i mind watching it the next day. i said no thinking she was just joking. i didnt know she was dead serious and actually bought the tickets. hai, i was so sad. a movie as a bday celebration?!?!?! anyways, they later brought me a this new dim sum place to eat(heard that jamie went to alot of trouble finding such a nice place) the place was nice and food was served on a conveying belt(sushi style. think of sakae)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;just a few dishes that we ate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/dimsum.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i was really depressed then. they tried to cheer me up by giving me my present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/frame.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i was even more depressed! it's a musical photo frame with our picture in it. few days ago i mentioned to jamie that i needed a photo frame cause photos on my office table didnt have one. then she told me(excitedly) that she'll get the photo frame as my present. i thought she was kidding me! 3 years of friendship and im only worth a photo frame?!?! when i saw my present, i really wanted to cry man! i know i shouldnt be so materialistic but a photo frame!!!!! again, they tried to cheer me up but it didnt help. i dont even have a bloody cake(ive always told them what's a bday celebration without a cake) *sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;after the movie, jamie said we were going night safari. what?!?!?! i was really hoping that's not coming true. luckily, it didnt. we went to cosy bay. it's a really nice open air restaurant bar at kallang river. the ambience there was fantastic. had desserts there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;we sat there talking, taking pictures. jamie went to the juke box to play nice songs. guess what, she came back with a cake!! i was so shocked and happy =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/cosybay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/cake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/girlscake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;was really happy. they went through all that trouble just to give me a surprise. silly girls. after a few minutes, it started pouring. bad weather but i didnt care. we took more pictures(there was a really cute guy sitting at the table next to ours and he was smiling to himself cause we went kinda crazy taking pictures)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/booze.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/cute.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/aud.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/emotion.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;had so much fun. started playing poker and the girls gave me my final surprise when i won the round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;=) $50 mango voucher! thanks girls, thank you so much! the photo frame was just a prank. it was from chris(thanks man, u didnt have to) am so very blessed to have them as my best friends. thank you girls for all your effort, going through all that trouble to make my celebration a memorable one. i really enjoyed myself. sharon n cy, thanks for the present =) love u all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111617076786329120?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111617076786329120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111617076786329120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111617076786329120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111617076786329120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/05/jamie-and-audrey-are-such-sweethearts.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111570736610179090</id><published>2005-05-10T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T14:42:46.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dont know when it happened but suddenly we've been attacked by baseless comments posted by some unknown person. i never knew such childish individual existed untill that person's sudden appearance. i dont know what he/she/they have against us but if YOU'RE thinking ur comments are going to affect us in any way, sorry to disppoint YOU, we dont give a shit about them. we've never said/thought that we're drop dead gorgeous. the pictures are there to act as a memory for ourselves, not there for YOUR criticism. but i dont expect ur pea brain to register that. i dont blame YOU. i pity YOU actually. YOU must have lots of time in ur hands, having nothing better to do then to rot in front of the computer screen, awaiting for our replies to YOUR comments which i think YOU'RE very proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're not perfect. we've got flaws but we're not ashamed to acknowledge them and live with it. obviously, YOU cant seem to understand that. YOU dont know the true beauty of a person so i will not degrade my intellectual level to explain such a simple thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i presume that YOU consider YOURSELF to be a perfect individual. it wouldnt make sense for a inperfect person to point out the flaws of another inperfect person. this is somewhat difficult to comprehend. from those few remarks, just goes to show ur intellectual level is on the low side(*gasp* that's not right, YOU'RE suppose to be perfect) since YOU came up with kiddy comments. but i appluad YOU for YOUR self confidence level. it must be on the high end. this i have to say, YOU win hands down cause ild be so ashamed of myself if i were YOU. but then again, YOU dont have the balls to own up and broadcast who YOU really are. hmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a word of advice, piss off to save YOURSELF from any more embarrassment that YOU'VE subjected YOURSELF to. but again, im afraid YOU cant get it into that tiny brain of YOURS. on a brighter note, YOU make us laugh, hard. so we actually gotta thank YOU for giving us the extra entertainment that we've been so deprived of lately. YOU didnt make any of us feel unpretty. in fact, YOU just made us realised how proud we are of ourselves knowing that YOU existed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111570736610179090?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111570736610179090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111570736610179090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111570736610179090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111570736610179090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/05/dont-know-when-it-happened-but.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111569915811226098</id><published>2005-05-10T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T12:25:58.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;anonymous&gt;: 1 Rabbit 1 Small eyes that could onli c half of the world.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;anonymous&gt;: 1 big boobs no brain.. 1 act chio bei chio.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;anonymous&gt;: lastly 1 with everywhere big but not the boobs... especially the jacky chan nose.. attractive huh...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabbits are cute and innocent. They are calm and neutral when conflict arises. They are smart but humble. They are simple animals that dun wish to intrude or intrude into anyone terriority. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small eyes are meant to be. Although born with small eyes, they definately see things with their hearts too. Never make wrong judgment unlike some childish dumbass. My friend might have small eyes but she definately able to notice mankind kindness though her heart unlike some dumbass with big bulging eyes yet they are shallow-minded. If small eyes could only see half of the world, then some dumbass with big bulging eyes could only see themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Boobs without brain' This show some people only notice people boobs and not their brain. First, having big boobs is a praise. Dumbass see big boobs people are brainless becuase they have no boobs and no brain! Basically they are just shallow-minded and would only capable to resort some jealousy means. My friend might have big boobs but she definatly smartest than any of the dumbass on earth. She is streetwise and is capable of dealing the most tricky problem on earth. Why dumbass think she is brainless... all i can say is my friend just appear too humble liao! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the act chio beh chio...I must admit that my friend here is not chio here. But if she is able to act chio, i guess she has damn good acting skills. Unless some dumbass, no matter how much 'it' act, people could only see them as a freak! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, some dumbass dunno what is the defination of 'big'. The answer could be found when u looked urself in the mirror! If my friend is big, then i guess we are just skeleton when standing beside her. Only dumbass can't see the beauty that lies inside of my friend. I think my friend and all of my friends are much more pretty and their inner beauty are able to outshine many miss countries in this world. As for the dumbass, i also think u r pretty or handsome. How about giving u a title .... MISS or MR MARTIAN? And if my friend has jackie chan's nose, then i guess jackie chan would have to thank my friend for bringing the beauty of the nose. And yes, i think my friend here are attractive!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion, i thank for that remarks made to my friends. With those remarks, i am able to reflect on them and realise how lucky i am to deserve them. It make me realise to cherish them in my lifetime and losing any of them would make me a dumbass. Thank to all my friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111569915811226098?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111569915811226098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111569915811226098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111569915811226098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111569915811226098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/05/1-rabbit-1-small-eyes-that-could-onli.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111568838744499400</id><published>2005-05-10T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T09:26:27.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bascially i pity those old homeless people. But there are some crazy old man that you can't pity them. They really deserve some beating leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, as i was walking home, i met this old crazy stalker again. For all these years, he have been lurking in my neighbourhood. He is well-known for his mental illness. Once, i was sitting at the hawker centre busstop with my friend and guess what? He walked around me like some formation lolx. I hardly know this guy and he is staring at me lolx while walking circle around me. Then later, my worse nightmare came true, he stalked me home! SICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i see him, i must play hide and seek with him liao lolx. Must walked faster than him to shake him off and cannot go home straight. Can't imagine if he know where i lived. Last nite, i am so in no mood to play hide and seek with him. He was crossing the road halfway, and when he saw me, he crossed back the road. I was shocked lah! Then i really hope he didn't run back the road twice just to stalk me lolx. BUT I AM WRONG! That crazy fellow never thought of letting me go lolx. I walk damn fast ahead for those who know how fast can i walk. And i am proudly admit that i walk damn fast but this crazy man was 'running' after me lolx. I can't run lah, because when come to running, i am slow! Then he catch up with me and as usual lolx... Like a little kid went into the wax museum and staring at those wax statues lolx. I stand there like a statue so he can walked in circle to 'admire' me lolx! I dun think i have such a charm that can cause a normal guy to do that lolx. But maybe i have a face that wrote, 'follow me, all crazy guy!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after he saw me, 'the scene are just like the house of wax lah' he run away and scream. Am i that horrified? First he stalked me then after he finished his staring business, he would ran away like i am some wax monster tying to capture him lolx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i reach home safety. I checked with all my neighbourhood lolx and no one was bothered by this stalker except me lolx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111568838744499400?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111568838744499400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111568838744499400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111568838744499400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111568838744499400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/05/bascially-i-pity-those-old-homeless.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111521748921297901</id><published>2005-05-04T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T22:38:09.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wasting my time to re-upload again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;paiseh ah..waited long for the pics eh..the reason why the pics cannot be displayed is bcos of the edible undies..fuck lah..wau lau eh..now i have to re-upload the pics again..and yes..i'm very lazy to do so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;show this pic here in case JAMSC forget how my boy look like..and also as a warning to other guys tat i'm happily, blissfully attached to my boy..so fuck off pls..haahaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 229px; HEIGHT: 177px" height="206" src="http://mpg.cc/kangkangfenfen/pic33_large.jpg" width="287" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my laopo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img height="151" src="http://mpg.cc/kangkangfenfen/my-laopo_large.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my mistress..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 206px; HEIGHT: 153px" height="158" src="http://mpg.cc/kangkangfenfen/my-mistress_large.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;meiyi and me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 211px; HEIGHT: 156px" height="149" src="http://mpg.cc/kangkangfenfen/me--meiyi_large.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~boobie~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111521748921297901?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111521748921297901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111521748921297901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111521748921297901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111521748921297901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/05/wasting-my-time-to-re-upload-again.html' title='wasting my time to re-upload again..'/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111520199059402981</id><published>2005-05-04T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T11:09:11.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I came across why people doubt us, girls that are far too complicate that might even outwit the innocent guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason 1: Just because we like someone and hope to bring the relationship to the next level doesn't mean we are desperate to cheat or trick them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason 2: Just because we are true to ourselves and dun wish to act as innocent as cute little bunnies, people condemn us as 'complicate girls'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason 3: We appreciate God give us a brain and mouth so we fully utilised them and people think that we are trying to outwit and outcheat others. Some people even think we are putting on an act infront of them. Dude! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason 4: We appreciate that we are realistic young adult and fond on practical stuffs instead of teddy bears but people claim that we had lost our innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason 5: Just because we can't speak those idiotic british english well or engaging in some 'Dan Brown theory' doesn't mean we are dumbass or bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason 6: Just because we know how to enjoy good life and good food doesn't mean we would 'rob' our boyfriend's assets just to indulge in these pleasure. WE CAN EARN MONEY TO ENJOY THOSE PLEASURE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason 7: We can't speak english with a slang well doesn't mean we dun even recognise ABC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason 8: Using the 'fuck' word only make us more classy that ppl scold hokkien words. Anyway, who dun scold vulgarities to vent their anger? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason 9: We choose to ignore mean people but we are not blur or stupid not to noice people are bitching about us. Due to some circumstances, we only trying hard not to act like a shrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason 10: We are forgiving in nature but that also doesn't mean we can let those idiotic people to continue their attitude problem and bitching about us. Beware, we bite too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally siao cha bo conclude that if people wish to know us, we can't stop them. But people who want to judge us, please get to know us first before judging us. Groundless judgment only show them how childish they are. Just because we are different from those little bunnies u saw in enchanted forest, that doesn't mean we are witches from the forbidden world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myths: Bunnies dun bite, they are kind in nature. Witches are evil. Evil to the core. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts: Bunnies do bite and they do kill men but in a soft and gentle way. Witches appear to be evil in order to protect themselves. Unlike bunnies, they are independent enough to protect themselves. Even they kill, they kill openly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111520199059402981?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111520199059402981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111520199059402981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111520199059402981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111520199059402981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-came-across-why-people-doubt-us.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111513444033731815</id><published>2005-05-03T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T22:29:09.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our pics..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my dearest JAM..great dinner with you guys on sat at fish &amp; co centre point..my laopo, is the dinner delicious? it muz be eh..cos its free and the most important thing is our lovely treat from us, the lovely ones..haahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lovely pics of JAMS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms chen meiyi, i got her name card from her..so envious sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 221px; HEIGHT: 169px" height="240" src="http://mpg.cc/bestcouple/me--meiyi_large.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my laopo getting prettier day by day..may you get a bf asap..looking forward to tat day oh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 221px; HEIGHT: 171px" height="224" src="http://mpg.cc/bestcouple/my-laopo_large.jpg" width="235" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mistress cum lunchtime phone karkee..haahaa..you're a great pal man..all the best to you and chris..everlasting love eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 229px; HEIGHT: 169px" height="163" src="http://mpg.cc/bestcouple/my-mistress_large.jpg" width="240" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~boobie~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111513444033731815?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111513444033731815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111513444033731815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111513444033731815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111513444033731815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/05/our-pics.html' title='our pics..'/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111510385208936928</id><published>2005-05-03T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T15:04:12.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Story updates....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young zombie was send to the west, for a quest of a stupid aged stone to save the world. Without experiences and newly emerged zombie had almost get herself killed by the mudslides and big rocks... Zombie kept on searching by moving away all the big rocks that hindered the way. Zombie run out of breath and strength and she was definately on the verge of breaking apart. Afterall zombie was meant to suck blood and not searching for that stupid stone! Zombie's master kept on 'encourage' her by insisting that the stone is in the pile of those huge rocks. Zombie would rather killed the master than get killed by the rock. However, zombie mother would like to see zombie to be successful among the vampire and not a killer. Zombie is also thirsty for blood and the blood she received at the end of this month is too miserable for her to last her till end of the month liao... So in order for survival, zombie had to complete his quest. Zombie is determined to search for that stupid rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111510385208936928?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111510385208936928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111510385208936928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111510385208936928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111510385208936928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/05/story-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111508666443176462</id><published>2005-05-03T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T10:17:44.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Basically winter melon and watermelon are two different food. One is belong to the fruits family and the other belong to the veg family. But they share one forbidden similarity. They share the same surname. Winter melon chinese name is 'dong gua' and watermelon chinese name is 'xi gua'. 'Experts' think that they might have some connection and their forfather might be brother 500 years back then. Just because their forfather named their generation with the word 'gua'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However during these 500 years, farmer had cross breed them and their blood are blended into different mixture liao. Winter melon had spanish blood in him and watermelon had african blood in her. However, to avoid incest, winter melon and water melon fathers still mind about their 'gua' surname. And who are in between all these mess? Not the winter melon and the water melon.... but are their mothers. Because the wifes of the conserative 'gua' husband dun give a damn about those 'gua' history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to avoid any romeo and juliet stupid story to repeat itself, the winter melon father eventually accept the 'gua' similarity but as for the water melon's father, this 'gua' secret had to be kept from him. Water melon father is more stubborn and conserative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz... honesty, siao cha bo think that winter melon and water melon forfather might be brother too because the watermelon and winter melon papa are both stubborn, paranoid, conservative but responsible and loving man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111508666443176462?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111508666443176462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111508666443176462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111508666443176462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111508666443176462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/05/basically-winter-melon-and-watermelon.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111458079468744204</id><published>2005-04-27T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T13:46:34.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What does a Judge look like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those innocent kids who have not went for any trial in the subordinate before, beware of this.  Judges are not as pretty as the actresses casting in "The Practice" or smart looking creatures. To be honest, i only met 3 Judges so far and my experience with two of them were horrible. Conclusion? Judges came from MARS! *it mean martians!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is this Judge which i nicknamed her as "Yong Tua Foo" and thank to us, i think she has quitted her job and might be setting out stall selling yong tua fu somewhere in chinatown. She alway reminded me of 'rats' whenever she started to speak. Dun misunderstand. She is not as cute as those little mouse, I repeat, she look like RAT.  There is a different between mouse and rat, that is why Disney refer Mickey as mouse and not RAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i met her sister in my trial yesterday. Her nickname shall be .... "Yong Tua Pok". She definately look younger than Tua Foo lah... but that name was registered for her sister  liao and in order not to infringe any well-known trademark, i shall not have choose a identical name that is similar with her sister and hopefully it won't cause confusion to public. But honesty, their mannerism definately will cause alot of confusion to the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i finally met the well known settlement king. He is abit ....... Let me explain ....&lt;br /&gt;When we stepped into the court room, he approached my boss and the other party lawyer and had a mini conference with them. He insisted on a settlement and both party lawyer refused. Then when all the lawyers were not in the court, he approached our clients and the defendants and gave us a lecture on the 'beneifts of a settlement'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what he quote....&lt;br /&gt;"Settlement is the easily way out. Imagine if u lose this case, how you feel? Your friends will laugh at you, your name will be tarnish. Trust me, i read the case, and would strongly advised both parties to settle. You can settle the case anytime even the trial is halfway conducted. If you have any difficulty to reach a settlement, you can tell us and we will do our best to help u. So both parties have any question to ask regarding what i said just now? *silence from the crowd* I guess both parites need more time. Anyway, feel free to approach us if you want to settle.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My clients turned to me with a confused face and asked me, who is he?&lt;br /&gt;J: He? Oh... The COURT CLERK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lawyers came back, the 'Settlement King' approached our lawyers and scolded them for not persuading their clients to settle. Trust me, i am laughing at my seat. All along i had suspected something, HE COULD BE YONG TUA FOO'S BROTHER - TUA KAY, the settlement family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111458079468744204?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111458079468744204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111458079468744204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111458079468744204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111458079468744204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-does-judge-look-like-for-those.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111427682989152869</id><published>2005-04-24T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T22:51:47.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Let Me Go"&lt;br /&gt;One more kiss could be the best thing&lt;br /&gt;But one more lie could be the worst&lt;br /&gt;And all these thoughts are never resting&lt;br /&gt;And you're not something I deserve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my head there's only you now&lt;br /&gt;This world falls on me&lt;br /&gt;In this world there's real and make believe&lt;br /&gt;And this seems real to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]You love me but you don't know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn between this life I lead and where I stand&lt;br /&gt;And you love me but you don't know who I am&lt;br /&gt;So let me go Let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream ahead to what I hope for&lt;br /&gt;And I turn my back on loving you&lt;br /&gt;How can this love be a good thing&lt;br /&gt;When I know what I'm goin through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my head there's only you now&lt;br /&gt;This world falls on meIn this world there's real and make believe&lt;br /&gt;And this seems real to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]You love me but you don't know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn between this life I lead and where I stand&lt;br /&gt;You love me but you don't know who I am&lt;br /&gt;So let me go Just Let me goo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me goAnd no matter how hard I try I can't escape these things inside I know I knowww..&lt;br /&gt;When all the pieces fall apart You will be the only one who knowsWho knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]You love me but you don't know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn between this life I lead and where I stand&lt;br /&gt;And you love me but you don't know Who I am&lt;br /&gt;So let me go Just let me go And you love me  but you don't&lt;br /&gt;You love me but you don't You love me but you don't know who I am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111427682989152869?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111427682989152869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111427682989152869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111427682989152869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111427682989152869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/let-me-go-one-more-kiss-could-be-best.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111414268106419830</id><published>2005-04-22T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T12:04:41.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good morning! Today will be siao cha bo reporting the quick news in j.a.m.s.c central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately there are several complaints made by our poly graduate that they are currently facing the abuse of cheap labour in their firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jamsc government is very concern about this matter. "they are still kids... how can they bear to abuse them? they should be treated as a godsend and not labour. this is too much..." our house member, Dr J said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.A.M.S.C. hope that all Singaporeans to keep their minds open and give them opportunities to prove themselves and at the end of the day,   it would only be a win-win situation for this country, for the firms and definately for the graduates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the victim was interviewed, " my whole body ache lolx. and the index page was re-do again and again.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychiatist believed that an abuse of cheap labour might cause depression and stress that might lead to body ache or even mental disorder. Therefore it would be fair the employees were awarded with ot pay if they were given extra works so their mental state would be much more stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Work Cheap, Work Hard" is the latest slogen that is going around the employees that are underpaid and overworked . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop Group Singer, Black Nose Peas, said 'Where is the love?'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111414268106419830?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111414268106419830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111414268106419830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111414268106419830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111414268106419830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/good-morning-today-will-be-siao-cha-bo.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111396538580778608</id><published>2005-04-20T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T11:10:12.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, welcome to jamsc central, i am your news broadcaster of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, four illegal immigrants were spotted at the area near Hougang Mall. Police suspected that the four illegal immigrants who hang around there was however never stayed overnight last night. Accordingly to some 'ah-pek' at the nearby playground, the group gather to chit-chat, gossip and sometime even bully the residence there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One cockroach who believe to be the resident of that area decline to be on the camera said, " I was only coming out for my supper and was beaten thrice by one of the group. I was warn not to get near to the other group members and keep away from the playground! That is so unfair!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The victim had made a police report this morning and the police are investigating this matter now. The victim could only identify that the bully has big boobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A search is in progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, a 2-day old cup who believe to be a immigrant from Genting was fallen from a dinning table and still in critical conditions. The doctors believe that the chances of recovery would be very slim but would tried all ways to revive it. Police rule out that this is a murder or sucide intention in this case. Accordingly to some eye-witnesses at the coffee shop, the cup was freaked out by a black cat and tried to avoid it but only had accidentally fell off the table. Psychiatrist believed that the cup was suffering some mild depression due to its' second day of work in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next news, the member of the House, Jamie Ong was late for work today due to some miscalculation in timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I saw her today. Not because she is early but she is as late as me. However, i can predict that i would be FIRED soon at such a rate." Jamie said without mentioning any names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There would be a big party going on and the admission ticket for adults would be 15 bucks. It was host by one of the House member, Sharon Yap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is damn cheap. I already gave discount liao! Dun be so cheapstake lah... Anyway hor, buy sth for this party. If u r really a cheapstake, then bring a packet candy from the nearby 7-11 stores to coax the birthday kid lah!" she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The venue was not confirmed but believed to be one of the chalet in Singapore. It would be held on Saturday 14-5-2005.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111396538580778608?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111396538580778608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111396538580778608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111396538580778608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111396538580778608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/hi-welcome-to-jamsc-central-i-am-your.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111390202159793206</id><published>2005-04-19T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T17:13:41.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;me writing now can only mean one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I HAVE A BLOODY COMPUTER!!!!!!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111390202159793206?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111390202159793206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111390202159793206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111390202159793206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111390202159793206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/me-writing-now-can-only-mean-one-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111387748429394190</id><published>2005-04-19T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T10:38:24.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to work again. I was assigned 3 letters of demand, affidavits, letters to clients, prepare bundle of documents and doing quotation. That bundle of documents really drove me crazy lolx. The photocopier seem very cooperative with me and it is now my new lover... hahaha... I alway visit my 'new lover' area because .... my desk is filled with all the files! Case files were coming in as if my desk was the office store room lolx. Except that a store room serve the purpose of storing documents and my desk serve the purpose of getting those works done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i was back to the office once again. New breeze, new cup of coffee and music blasting into my ear through my earphones. I was enjoying the peaceful moments that i really deserve. I had to be mentally prepared for another war later. My life is so adventure rite? I am leading double life now and who knows, i would be ended up in MI *mental institute* soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this new girl in my office seem so popular with the colleagues. When i saw her the first time, she looked damn arrogant and walked with 'wind'. hahaha... That was taught by my clients.... Anyway, today she seem so cheerful and kept on chirping like a hmmm.... parrot? While i am the nightingle. hee... Anyway, she was so 'high' today and kept on 'acting cute' lah... But i am more shy and reserve *as everyone know about this*, it is really hard for me to act cute. I also can't act cute when people are telling me that i looked like 25! Anyway, no use acting cute in the office lah.... Everyone look like a zombie in the office and i am the newly zombie. Was offically bitten yesterday. New zombie was suffering with zombie flu again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;time will show but action prove more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111387748429394190?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111387748429394190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111387748429394190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111387748429394190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111387748429394190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/back-to-work-again.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111383521112205356</id><published>2005-04-18T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T22:40:11.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my first day at work too =) my long awaited pc will arrive tomorrow noon!!!! yeeaaahhhhh!!!! j, see u in msn tml =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;not much to write about. just that im feeling good right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111383521112205356?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111383521112205356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111383521112205356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111383521112205356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111383521112205356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-first-day-at-work-too-my-long.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111379214885434207</id><published>2005-04-18T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T11:00:29.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so sianz... First day of work and my boss would be out to court. Hopefully i won't be working ot today. Without him around, my days are like elderly people in old folk homes waiting for the arrival of death. After my boss came back, my life would be in hectic chaos just like soldiers fighting on the battlefield. I might be shot by my enemies one day or return home in victory everyday. All my fellow soldiers would be shot down one by one soon, and i would be the only one standing strong waiting for my backup to reach me. I must work together with other survivors to survive while elmininating all my works in time. Will this soon to be sole survivor walk away with $1000.00 every month. Tune in to everyday episodes and experience a little innocent, cute and nice girl striving to outwit, outlast and outplay each other in a law firm situated in the heartless area of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting for the next episodes....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111379214885434207?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111379214885434207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111379214885434207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111379214885434207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111379214885434207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-so-sianz.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111350071692438581</id><published>2005-04-15T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T15:54:20.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, who is back? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The J.A.M are back from Genting liao!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Basically we didn't explore much of the Genting instead we explore more shopping centres in KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day&lt;br /&gt;It is damn early in the morning and we r in the Golden Mile waiting to board the bus. We have some dispute with the bus driver regarding our seating and obviously lao da's attitude was ..... *hee...not to be mentioned much* We slept on the bus and we did play some card games on the bus. Conclusion is i am a great liar when we play 'bluff' and lao da need more practice on her lying skills!&lt;br /&gt;We went for this haunted adventure which was not very scary lah... But obviously i am standing in between lao da and qiqi lolx! That was this stairs that lead down to the graveyard and someone grabbed lao da's leg and obviously she screamed and let go off my hand liao... I was damn freaked out because i can't see any hands on the stair then. I ran down the stair but suddenly i felt that i had stepped someone's hand then i heard someone shouting 'ouch' under the stairs. And wad is my reaction? I looked at the 'object' that i had stepped on and apologise to it! This rides are not damn suitable for the guys! They kept on complaining that it is a waste of money and qiqi is not at all freaked up. sianz... only me and lao da screamed so loudly during this adventure.&lt;br /&gt;After the haunted advanture, we went to take the rides and the challenging part was we had only 2 hours to complete as much rides as possible. I guess i enjoyed taking pics more than taking those rides lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/firstworld.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where we stayed: hotel first world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/hotelrm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.A.M =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/tickets.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theme park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/corkscrew.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/ferriswheel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ferris wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/inthecabin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in one of the cabin. we were in there for a LONG time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/inthecabin2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we love this shot the best!!! aud looks so natural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/freefall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed this. it was undermaintenace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/missed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt have time for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/merrygoround.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in front of the gorgeous merry go round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/merrygoround_guys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/merrygoround2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/waterhole.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/coke.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a coke can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/cutedustbin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute litter bin eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/archers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried archery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/results.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermmmm....can only say they are inexperienced =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also watch midnight show, the Samara. It would be a wonderful show if u had never ever watch a ghost story in ur entire life before. As usual lah, due to Singaporean's high expectation, this movie does not really appeal to us. Everything is kinda of lame in this show. What is worse? This whole row of malaysians thought that the threate is their living room and they were chatting some domestic issues in the between of the movie. Then at some 'freak out' moments, before i can scream, they had already screamed into my ears liao! The ending of the movie also damn lame. Samara and the female lead was once again completed to be the first to get out of the well. As usual, female lead was give the priority to climb first then was later catch out by Samara. Samara is fast in climbing out of the well afterall she has been climbing out of the well and television for years liao...&lt;br /&gt;Back to the room, all of us cannot take it due to only few hours sleep we had in the previous night. Everyone dozed off soundly except our qiqi was damn curious of what the guys are doing next door. She wanted to join them in the next room but too bad, i hugged her too tight liao... *opps, boobie is jealous liao* Anyway, i also realise the guys next door like to walk around half naked lolx... Whenever we knocked the doors, they would alway yelled...'Wait, we are half naked!' Lao da and i were supposed to share our pillow for hugging to sleep and when i woke up in the middle of the night, i realise i am hugging the air. Lao da took the whole pillow for herself!&lt;br /&gt;Overall fun ratings: ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/beforetriptoKL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behore heading down to KL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down to KL for some shopping and we had some decent food in KL finally. The food taste much more better than Genting. Due to some respect that we had for the guys' leadership skills, we allowed them to lead the way to the 'so called orhcard road' in KL, and we took about 45 minutes of long walk under the sun to reach there. We had spent too much time at first and we missed our coach and had to take a cab back to Genting. As we know, it is miserable for girls to shop for only 5 hours... we need more time lolx! Then we should have buy some cheap but nice cheese cake from KL for supper because Genting foods were just simply inedible. Anyway, the guys went to bargain with the taxi drivers for a suitable rate to drive us up to Genting but none of them willing to drive us up there. Moreover we had five people which most driver dun wish to squeeze all of us into theirs cab unless we paid more lah... Therefore we have to pay 2 cab which might cost as much as 100 for each cab. It would be a 'no' for everyone ....so the guys had to continue looking for way to get us out of KL.&lt;br /&gt;Finally we found a way which is damn complicate. We get a cab to some Genting station and took another two cab from there. It is 45 bucks for each cab and i tried to bargain with them without knowing how to speak canto. I remember qiqi once taught me to bargain as low as possible so i asked for 20 instead and all eyes turned to me. The cab driver laugh at me and told me off in some canto language... *arrrrggggg* Anyway, we took two cabs. I admit i was too paranoid in the cab liao because i was damn worried the driver might do anything funny with us or any accident might happened half way so i kept my eyes opened and head alert! Hahaha... hunkie told me that i am too paranoid liao... *hey, there were too much such things happened in KL lolx!* Anyway, i kept on gossiping to hunkie about the driver's attitute in the cab with English and hunkie said that if the driver understand english, he might really do funny things liao... *but... if the driver know so much english, he can be a english teacher in KL instead of driving cab...* But who knows. Anyways, all of us reached Genting safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/bags.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 of what we bought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/bags2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other 1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/satisfaction.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were so proud of ourselves =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/hee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to dinner at KFC. It was another worse meal, no surprise. Only the chicken bucket was nice that tempt one of us to keep it. *did i mention any names?*&lt;br /&gt;After we went back to our rooms, the guys fell asleep and we sneaked into their room *so lucky they were not half naked asleep* to refill their water... *me and qiqi are such kind angel...*&lt;br /&gt;We have our gals nite in our room and when we decided to sleep, the guys were awake. So they joined us and we talked crap the whole night... Qiqi kept on persuading them to do striptess for us... And i am the musican who voluntered my music talent for such event! We chat and slept at 6 am that day.&lt;br /&gt;We asked the guys what will they do if they found their dream girl sleeping in their room. Their answers were so decent and only willing to go as far as kissing on the girls' cheek. However, the answer would then be different if our dream guy was sleeping in our room instead... Hahaha... We would be more daring instead. *we are just been honest leh... it is our dream guy leh...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall fun rating *****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/grppic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last few snapshots before leaving home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/grppic2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/grppic3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We packed up and intend to do some last minute shopping. As usual, qiqi complained that i kicked her when we were asleep in bed liao... *no choice, i have long legs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trip was amazing =D all of us had loads of fun. eventhough we were broke, we were happy about it. took up to 200 pictures for the entire trip!! this trip would definately be remembered by each and every one of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's our first trip together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wont be the last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111350071692438581?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111350071692438581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111350071692438581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111350071692438581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111350071692438581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/hey-who-is-back-j.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111323493587481074</id><published>2005-04-11T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T23:55:35.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;off to genting =DDDDD will be back with loads of pictures i promise!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sharon and cy: we'll miss u girls. wish u guys were there as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111323493587481074?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111323493587481074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111323493587481074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111323493587481074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111323493587481074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/off-to-genting-ddddd-will-be-back-with.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111311395569129228</id><published>2005-04-10T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T14:19:15.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;friendship quotes for JAMSC..especially my mistress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked..a friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words..a real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you meet people who forget you..you forget people you meet..but sometimes you meet those people you can't forget..those are your friends..be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind..good friends are like stars..you don't always see them, but you know they are always there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be remembered as the girl who always smiles even when her heart is broken, and the one that could always brighten up your day even if she couldn't brighten her own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~boobie~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111311395569129228?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111311395569129228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111311395569129228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111311395569129228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111311395569129228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/friendship-quotes-for-jamsc.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111298377338025588</id><published>2005-04-09T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T02:12:12.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Nothing is actually true at all.&lt;br /&gt;I am been living in a world full of lies and illustion.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is over.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is beyond my limit.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is time to stop my childishness and innocent thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;It is time to bring me back to the harsh reality.&lt;br /&gt;No one is trustworthy at all.&lt;br /&gt;Thank to a friend who just reminded me how selfish should a man be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siao Cha Bo announced Game Over&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111298377338025588?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111298377338025588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111298377338025588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111298377338025588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111298377338025588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/nothing-is-actually-true-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111289540744326730</id><published>2005-04-08T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T01:52:02.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY CHAINYU DEAR!!!!!!!!!!!! *MUACKS*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated cy's bday at suntec fountain of wealth. anything worth celebrating. first time the 5 of us taking pictures together =) wouldnt say much. the photos(took much more but just put up those te bie ones) will tell =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;j.a.m.s.c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sharon and cy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;aud and cy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;j and cy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cy and mei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;with the sweet strawberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;what's left of the pretty cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;levis commercial look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;trying to be cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sharon ah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;guess who??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;can u spot sharon??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kick butt!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;j, u spoil the pic ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;being funny =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cy: pleeeaaassseee...noooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;trying to be cool...again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mei_desu18/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;final pic of the night =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111289540744326730?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111289540744326730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111289540744326730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111289540744326730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111289540744326730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/happy-20th-birthday-chainyu-dear_08.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111289175679617933</id><published>2005-04-08T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T00:41:07.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is 12.03. It is our C.T. birthday... Happy 20th Bithday. A few hours ago, we went out to celebrate with C.T. Finally i get to see C.T. after our final exams, she is beautiful and gorgeous liao... Our miss vain C.T. put on a simple make up and wore two big purple earings... wow, definately the centre of attention... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the dinner, it got kinda of screwed up because i guess i shouldn't have save on the 2 meals and decided to have a meal per day... If i had my lunch before coming out, i guess i can entertained her more... So i also able to guess that i am the only one damn looking forward for this dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was damn worry for the result tomorrow except for our lao da. She is excited and damn looking forward for tomorrow. Whether u will see me update my blog tomorrow, depends on my result liao lolx... *muhahaha* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Boobie joined us for the celebration after her work and we managed to trick C.T. with our acting skills. Aud and i were supposed to quarrel and *she suppose to slap me, but do u think she manage to do so?* Then i was suppose to leave for home and i was actually buying drinks and picking boobie at the same time. As for boobie, i guess she need a map of the city hall lolx... It seem that this is her first time stepping into city hall lolx... However, she is able to get to some outdoor area in suntec alone for her smoking pleasure. Anyway, how can she get lost with her lovely  mistress around? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took photographs outside the fountain and i guess the pics will be upload by lao da in a few minute times lolx. There is one particular pose that audrey insisted me to pose. I have to put my leg on the top of the bench and smile at the camera. Hey, i never took yoga classes before leh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played donkey after all the phototakings. Ya, donkey! I never typed wrongly. But it is fun to listen our qiqi and lao da making some cute donkey noises. QiQi lost three times in a row. Boobie was so sad seeing her lao po making donkey noise, but be assure, she laugh the 2nd loudest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To C.T.,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, dun mean to hide things from u but i want to find time to tell u face to face. Too much things happened after we parted from east coast. I just dunno where to start and continue. And since today is ur celebration, i dun wish to tell u yet. But be assure, when one day u will no longer MIA, i will explain everythings to u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my 2 and 1/2 years buddies,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, definately dun mean to hide things from u guys. ya, u guys alway see me as a secretive person but i am not. It is just that i am not good in expressing myself. As for the issue lao da brought out during dinner just now, i was about to tell u guys during our genting trip. I need u guys opinion and believe me, i will share it out when it is time. To me, i guess the best time would be when we r in genting... *after we had a pillow fight in our room, hahaha...* Anyway, lately i am facing alot of pressure from this issue and dun think that i should bring out during C.T. celebration. And definately i dun wish to think about this issue lately... *my result is releasing tomorrow* Trust me, dun mean to deceive or hide things from u guys. But kinda of mad when u heard from some other people mouth and not from my mouth. And after 2 and 1/2 years friendship, u guys definately taught me alot and i am trying to open myself to u guys but some issues are things that i dun wish to talk about at that moment instead of dun wish to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Boobie,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, definately can't hide things from u wan lolx... Alway see through me. And u r good at calling me to interrograte me. Hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111289175679617933?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111289175679617933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111289175679617933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111289175679617933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111289175679617933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/today-is-12.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111280451827969103</id><published>2005-04-07T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T00:21:58.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1112528958_B_assassin.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an assassin. That means you are a proffessional and do your job without mixing any emotions in it. In your life you have probably been hurt many times and have gotten some mental scars. This results in you being distant from people. Though many think that you are evil, you are not. What you really are is a person, trying to forget your pain and past. You are the person who never seems to care and that is why being an assassin fits you good. Atleast, that's what people think. Even if you don't care that much for your victims, you still have the ability to care and to generally feel. It is not lost, just a little forgotten. In crowds you tend to not get to noticed, and dress in black or other discrete colours. You don't being in the spotlight and wish people would just leave you alone. But once you do get close to someone you have a hard time letting go and get real down if you loose him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20Type%20of%20Killer%20Are%20You%3F%20%5Bcool%20pictures%5D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of killer u are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Boobie, dun be sad and dun think too much... U r not lonely... still have the JAMSC mah... haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111280451827969103?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111280451827969103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111280451827969103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111280451827969103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111280451827969103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/you-are-assassin.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111278665657917124</id><published>2005-04-06T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T19:27:14.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to watch the three iron just now. If u guys never heard of this movie... let me give some description...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie poster is pasted outside the cineleisure, ya the one which seem like an r(a) show but it is not. To be more specific, it is an NC 16. It is a korean movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what i know of this movie too before watching it. *i know everyone must have been thinking it is my type of show rite?* Anyway, what can i say about this show... This movie was like the movie i had watched in the past... That movie was chun shi... Both share the same similarities... The leads hardly speak, more background voice than their actual voice and lots of  artisitc scenes. But this movie is much more better because i can understand the plot and the whole show is kinda of lame. I guess only lame people can enjoy such a lame story. The money is kinda of worthwhile lah... because the male lead is damn handsome. hahaha... But he has that psycho look especially when he smirk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the scene are very funny. Although they are not meant to be funny, i still laugh to entertain myself. For example, when the couple was wrapping this particular dead man, i was laughing at my seat lolx... Plus there is a great entertainer beside me talking crap to me to cover the silence in the threate *i told u liao... it is an artistic show... so how noisy can the whole movie be*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this particular scene, when the male lead looked at the female lead and the female lead was picking up the phone *i was almost dozing off liao...* the famale lead suddenly scream at her top of the voice on the phone after the caller hung up his phone. For the whole movie, all the female lead did was screaming and the only words she ever uttered in this movie was 'I love u.'&lt;br /&gt;As for the guy, he did not open his mouth AT ALL. For the past 2 hours, he either smirk or act cool. Indeed an artistic movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story was about this male lead was actually some homeless guy that went around breaking into people's house but he help them to repair some spoilt furnitures and do housework chores for them at the same time. The one day, he broke into the female lead's house and witnessed that this female lead was abused by her husband so the male lead brought her out of the house. This couple started going around breaking into people's house. They fell in love and they will caught. Then the female lead returned back to her husband and the male lead went to jail. In the prison cell, the male lead somesort mastered some 'invisible art' that make him breaking into the female lead's house once again without been noticed by the husband. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111278665657917124?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111278665657917124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111278665657917124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111278665657917124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111278665657917124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-went-to-watch-three-iron-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111270026979469169</id><published>2005-04-05T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T19:24:29.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still remember when we r about to graduate from our secondary school, our teachers would used to advise us to cherish our secondary school buddies... because u can't find anyone similar in the outside world. I had alway heed such advice and now i realise it is all the disappointment u will get in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the one who suggest to meet us? Who is the one who alway claim that we are good buddies? Who is the one who only know how to complaint that we hardly meet nowday? Who is the one who shut off the phone or not even inform the world whether she is coming or not? Who is the one who last minute cancel the whole gathering?  Who is the irresponsible one? Had enough of ur irresponsible behaviour! Dun come to us when u r free or the other one had no time for u. We r not ur last minute toys....  Anyway, u mean u dunno that u r sick until it is 6.30? Enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things would not turned up well if i insist to meet? But who suggest to meet at the first place? Who actually in fact told me is alright if we can in fact meet next month? Who is the one who complaint too far? Airport is also very FAR isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claim that i have no time for u guys.... BUT U GUYS ALWAY GET ME LAST MINUTE! U EXPECT ME TO BE UR BECK AND CALL? THEN CANCEL THE MEETING LAST MINUTE TOO.  If reason came only at the last minute, they are only excuses or lies to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111270026979469169?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111270026979469169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111270026979469169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111270026979469169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111270026979469169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-still-remember-when-we-r-about-to.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111246201626689709</id><published>2005-04-03T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T22:21:58.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today lao da, qiqi and me went for a ktv session with a branch of guys we hardly know. Tim is lao da friend and he brought his campmates to this ktv session lah... We r late so tim is inside singing alone... He said that his friends would join us later... We should have cherish the first 10 minutes with Tim only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First to step in is a franktinstantie...*it mean freak produced from a failed lab experiment*. Dun be misunderstood. He look like a hunk, walk like a hunk and maybe smile like a hunk but once he opened his mouth, he can killed us instantly. I guess there is where the experiment failed bah... He talked crap, comments negatively to every song we sang, criticize every singer appear on the screen and wad is worse.... He sang like hell. After we heard the way he sang, we r like constantine just return from hell. There r smoke around us... I am not criticizing his singing but i have to comment, he dun sing, he scream. Moreover, he kept yelling and screaming at his friend, tim, who just sat beside him. He is telling Tim about the cartoon he had watch before getting out of his house but i dun see the point why do he have to yell and scream when tim is not at the next room or north pole. Tim is just beside him. The whole room was not filled with our singing voice or music, it is filled with his loud storytelling. Anyway, he kept on commenting the way we sang and i thought how well he can sing. Ya, he yelled and screamed at the lyrics damn well and really freak us up when he sang lao da and my favourite song... I guess i need time to recover the shock i had when i heard my favourite song was destroy in such a way. If leon or jay was there, they sure shot themselves on the spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i need some fresh air. ya, i prefer going to the toliet from some fresh air instead of staying in the room. There is a freak in our room, how to go back... Anyway, i did the same to him when his turn to sing. I scream and yell at lao da and qiqi, telling them about this new OC season. It is payback time lolx... but i should have done it more harsh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, after meeting one freak, i really pin some hopes on the two other tim's friends that were coming down later... I yearns from some human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour later, the two tim's friends came in and they are acting like some woodblock. The only thing i ever heard them saying to us was....maybe a 'hi' when tim intro them to us. They hardly sing and would only talk to themselves... I even asked them to sit around us but they prefer squeezing beside the freak. ya, three freaks sitting there together... And wad is worse, we have to face not one but three freaks for another 2 hours. I really find this three freaks very rude and their behaviours are so weird lolx... They dun even respond when u talk to them lolx...k, maybe they are too shy to reply. ya, we gave up any mode of communication with the three freaks liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how i spend this 2 hours with them around? I am not worry about that because basically the three freaks are treating us like some invisible monsters. However, we became visible to them when the bill arrive. They actually ask for a calculator to divide the bill equally. Anyway, after the bill is settled, we are invisible again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the ktv ended and it is time for some freedom and fresh air... i mean freedom of speech. Tim apologise to us of his friends' weird behaviour and he is very kind. kind enough to stand them. ya, and kind enough to apologise. Anyway, i guess we are only visible to tim throughout the ktv lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ktv, we are so depressed. The depression is caused by those three freaks. I know what r u guys thinking..."hmm... it can't be that bad rite?" My answer is .... how constantine feel when he make a trip down to hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ktv, fish &amp; co hunkie went down to toa payoh to look for us and we are having dinner there. Anyway, we have a good bargain with the tour agency and we have free gifts from them. Four mineral water bottles. I guess qiqi's wish have been fulfilled. Aftertat, we idle around in some toa payoh park and chat there. We chat about hmmm anything under the sun. *too much for me to recall* ya, fish &amp;amp; co hunkie owned us each an ice cream. I started to appreciate the hunkies more after the depressing ktv session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically we r high again with fish &amp; co hunkie with us. It is so lucky that we r not under any nervous shock in the ktv room otherwise i am going to sue them. I never had so bad ktv experience lolx but the three freaks break my record tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;just a add on. basically a ktv gone terribly wrong(tim, its NOT your fault. we dont blame you) singing-i wont comment much aside from the fact that i was traumatised when my fav song was destroyed. interaction- the guys failed terribly. besides from the polite "hi", the guys never exchanged a single word with us. are we THAT intimidating. im not saying we are very sociable but we definately enjoy a healthy level of interaction. but the guys were like dead fishes(with the exception of tim). looking at them, i would rather just keep my mouth shut. on the other hand, maybe the guys were thinking likewise about us but i/we dont really care. tim- sorry for making u feel bad about the whole thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111246201626689709?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111246201626689709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111246201626689709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111246201626689709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111246201626689709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/today-lao-da-qiqi-and-me-went-for-ktv.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111242786602255518</id><published>2005-04-02T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T15:49:55.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my apologies to all of you for being unable to join you all for genting..hope you gals will enjoy yourself there..i know my laopo is the most disappointed person..i was as well..i couldn't run around in the room only with my bra as i had planned earlier on..i'm sorry gals..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heard tat chris and ivan joining you guys right..enjoy ok..but mistress and meiyi, pls dun leave out my laopo..laopo, perhaps your better half might be on the bus to genting..muz look out ok..haahaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;didn't join you guys for ktv today sia..haizz..knew you guys going to ktv only in msn from qianyu leh..sobz sobz..by the time i reach cuppage, the ktv sesssion would be over le lah..haizz..moreover later you guys going to toa payoh to buy the genting tickets right..its ok lah..haahaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;by the way, mistress, are you coming to have lunch with me on mon? you may have to wait for me cos my lunchtime is not fixed one leh..you better think properly..its best if you can come lah..haahaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;siaocharbo, you're lucky to see posting in red today..haahaa...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~~boobie~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111242786602255518?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111242786602255518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111242786602255518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111242786602255518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111242786602255518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-apologies-to-all-of-you-for-being.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111238365724301804</id><published>2005-04-02T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T03:27:37.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.fox.com/oc/pictures_s2/images/gall_pics17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan with the new girlfriend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://origin.fox.com/oc/pictures_s2/images/gall_pics23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at their hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fox.com/oc/pictures_s2/images/gall_pics24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fox.com/oc/pictures_s2/images/thumbs/gall_thumbs25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fox.com/oc/pictures_s2/images/thumbs/gall_thumbs2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, finally they got back together...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111238365724301804?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111238365724301804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111238365724301804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111238365724301804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111238365724301804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/ryan-with-new-girlfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111238305031236993</id><published>2005-04-02T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T03:19:12.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently burning the movie of Privates of Caribbean for our lao da. haiz... Dunno wad wrong with the burning system, it fails so many times and wasting my time... I need to sleep lolx... I guess i am burning from original vcds so it is harder to burn... haiz... If still cannot then can't help it liao, lao da.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, whenever i come in to this blog, it was only filled with white and brown coloured words... sometime if i am lucky, i can spot the red wordings... Haiz, dunno what should i comments on my other friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just read the online episode guide of the new seasons of the OC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan was ignoring Marissa...obviously because she found some new dj guy when he was away and was caught red-handed by Ryan. Then Ryan was as usual feeling sad but soon with his charming look plus body, he was with this new gal which happen to be Seth'a aunt. hahaha... dun worry, the aunt is only 17 years old. *i know is related to Seth... dunno aunt or cousin* Then Summer found a new guy when seth was away which later became seth's new buddy. Poor seth tried hard to win summer back but at the other hand he dun wish to irritate his buddy. But i guess seth deserve it since he is the one who leave summer in the oc and went to portland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the older generation, i guess there is a third party lolx but never really pay attention to the older generation stories. Ya, back to Seth, he started to date someone who happen to be a lesbian and so suay this lesbian fall for Marissa. Then Marissa was helpless with her usual problem and some supressing emtions for ryan, she ended up with the lesbian. k, so i guess they have a hot night because hahaha... should i censor? Anyway, they had a quarrel and Marissa looked for her new girlfriend and her new girlfriend was saything things like do u wish to take off ur wet clothes and things like that lah... k, i am not focusing any part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please dun get me wrong hor... i am not against any lesbian here... Actually i am kinda of support marissa became lesbian since she claim that she cannot love any man as deep as ryan liao... This is also what she said to the dj guy and summer. Then after a big turn, Ryan overheard marissa conversation that she still can't get over him and he is kinda of touched! Then as usual lah, they are together again. Haiz.... If reality is that easily then those who want their ex's back can try this tactic... Make sure he or she is somewhere near and project ur declaration of love to ur friend loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking if Ryan was dead and not coming back anymore, would marissa able to try to love any man as deep as she used to love him? Then summer was also another disappointing one... she said she can only connect with seth and still can't forget him... Ah yo, if i were the scriptwriter, the story would end with ryan and seth let the two gals down by pursuing their silly goals and responsible and not coming back to OC FOREVER. haha... I am a cruel scriptwriter bah... But this OC can be somesort of fairytales lah... doesn't seem to appear in reality bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, never know my boredom can get me to blog so long... hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111238305031236993?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111238305031236993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111238305031236993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111238305031236993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111238305031236993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/currently-burning-movie-of-privates-of.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111237549178452913</id><published>2005-04-02T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T01:11:31.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;this blog is starting to look like it belongs to me and j exclusively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where have all the other players gone?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had actually wrote a "dedication" entry to the girls but cant seem to continue. not because i have nothing to say to them but the inspiration's just not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the entry is way overdue but it cant be helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still under construction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111237549178452913?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111237549178452913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111237549178452913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111237549178452913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111237549178452913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-blog-is-starting-to-look-like-it.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111229187713830905</id><published>2005-04-01T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T02:05:42.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lately, i am kinda of busy lah... My appointment filled up this and next week liao lolx... Hahaha... I am not boasting of wadever lah... but maybe i am living and enjoying my short-term freedom happily. I asked all my long-lost secondary school friends, old colleagues and all the misc friends out... because on the 18 of April, my short-term freedom will end lolx... I will be going back to my prison... So kinda of looking forward for each day... hee... But i guess i will be broke even before 18 April. hahaha... oh ya, still have the sentosa trip with desheng leh... hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the quiz and actually half true, half not true lah... hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/DieColdHearted/1105289791_ktopSports.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your inner soul is saying LIFE IS GREAT! You're probably the most brightest, optimistic, and energetic person ever! You see most things in life as a big adverture with everlasting fun ;) You love to go outside and run around, and you would hardly be caught reading or doing something intellectual. You are willing to try everything at least once because, hey, life is too short!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111229187713830905?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111229187713830905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111229187713830905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111229187713830905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111229187713830905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/04/lately-i-am-kinda-of-busy-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111220217499394933</id><published>2005-03-31T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T01:15:45.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;im seriously dying at home. never knew this new found freedom could be so frustrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;did this quiz for fun. kinda true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/DieColdHearted/quizzes/What%20Is%20Your%20Inner%20Soul%20Trying%20To%20Say?/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;What Is Your Inner Soul Trying To Say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.magical-school.de/Angel/Angel95.jpg" src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/DieColdHearted/1105285560_sktoplight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Your inner soul is content with the way it is. In general you are a very sweet, caring person! You love to kick back and hang out with your friends, but you also enjoy time by yourself to read a book and catch up on your studies. You love the wildlife and you can always seem to make the day better. Your lover is the luckiest man in the world because people like you are rare to come across. You love life but always still have your head in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111220217499394933?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111220217499394933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111220217499394933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111220217499394933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111220217499394933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-seriously-dying-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111203213934040236</id><published>2005-03-29T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T02:02:36.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me start with the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today me and lao da went out with 2 'hunkie' for a movie. k, we are late as usual and the two hunkies are waiting for us outside the mac....so poor thingz... Anyway, that movie was damn LAME especially the ending... Lao da said she almost dozed off... i can't imagine wad the pang brothers are thinking... a scary comedy? I overestimate the pang brothers liao... Lucky that friday, we didn't manage to catch it otherwise the worthless cost would cause me an heart attack and i would be in the hospital then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we met up with boobie and qiqi. Things started off very awkward since we r not really so close with the 2 'hunkie' yet.... As usual lah, we are alway trying to give good impression to nice people lah... Boobie was trying to act nice with the hunkies but how long can it last especially when there is a small evil boobie in her stomach... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Cartel after a long torturous decision making process. Yes, finally we voted for Cartel. Actually i promise lao da not to spend too much money on those expensive food and yet.... but not my fault, because we won't get a place in those food courts during the peak hour....&lt;br /&gt;Things STILL went well at the starting of the dinner until boobie met her Ahbeng hunkie prince.... At first, boobie started off with an innocent crush and some shy peeping at the ahbeng hunkie but more to come.... Another hunkie joined us for dinner... We shall named him the 'bro hunkie'. I guess with three hunkies infront of her, boobie started to show her wild but normal side of hers and started to 'seduce' her 'bro hunkie', giving sarcastic remark to ....'lecher' hunkie and ignoring the 'fish &amp; chip' hunkie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to the end of the dinner, boobie was not satisfied with just an innocent crush... SHE WANT SOMETHING MORE....to be more direct, SHE WANT HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtain rolled up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so hard for Boobie to make a decision between telling a truth or playing a dare mission.... With some hestiation, boobie had no choice but to play a dare mission... What would be the dare mission... We really can't think of any till we decided to dare boobie to get a photo of her with the Ahbeng hunkie. After so much pressure, Boobie finally plucked up her courage and walked up to Ahbeng hunkie to complete the 'dare' mission...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Actors: me, lao da, qiqi, bro hunkie, fish &amp; chips hunkie, lecher hunker and lastly.... boobie...&lt;br /&gt;DIRECTOR: BOOBIE.&lt;br /&gt;SCRIPTWRITER: BOOBIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so sad for boobie that the Ahbeng hunkie was so shy to give his no. But his shyness saved him. Btw, i have to clarify for boobie, she dun behaviour this way often but it is normal for her to do so lah...she is alway the root of our laughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, we went for pool session. I was playing with fish &amp;amp; chips hunkie most of the time lah... because we share the same standard of skill and of course i won with satisfaction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the otherhand, the two shy blockheads were like so 'distant'. One claimed to be tired after work, one claim of having an headache... Although they are so distant physically, they MIGHT be mentally bonded deep down in the hearts... I caught one of them looking at the moon and the other one was looking at her back when i got out of the toliet...  haha... Juz kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the outing was nice and wonderful. Lao Da felt that the hunkies are okay lolx except one with a not bad impression lah... *shit, i forgot who liao... lately i am suffering from some short-term memory* Then as for the rest of us, we r very fair wan... We think all the hunkie are wonderful! And we r looking forward in meeting them again... but hopefully we have abit spare cash to spend then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111203213934040236?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111203213934040236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111203213934040236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111203213934040236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111203213934040236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/03/let-me-start-with-day.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111185854113818194</id><published>2005-03-27T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T01:45:20.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess i have enough of all these nonsense. It is like been making use all the times, feeling damn useless for not waking up in time. Since i am the one who start it, i will settle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgive but definately won't forget. After all these years, i am sure i can't forget how some particular 'bastards' and 'bitches' friends did to me. I dun have to hear anymore explaination. I guess i had enough because i dun think i can ever trust u anymore. U can keep all these stories for urself. ya, i love to jump into things but ask urself what have u done to make me jump into things. And for all these years, have u ever clarify things with me? NO! u just walked away and choose to end this friendship. anyway, so be it! continue to be a chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. this is to all the bastards and bitches who stabbed me on my back. Thank for all the stabbing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111185854113818194?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111185854113818194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111185854113818194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111185854113818194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111185854113818194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-guess-i-have-enough-of-all-these.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111141695939045528</id><published>2005-03-21T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T22:55:59.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is the lifespan of a human memories?  I guess some memories have taken up too much space in my brain storage and i suffered from short memory lately. hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siao cha bo is talking crap again! hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111141695939045528?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111141695939045528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111141695939045528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111141695939045528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111141695939045528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/03/what-is-lifespan-of-human-memories-i.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111133811868235798</id><published>2005-03-21T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T01:01:58.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i guess the previous post i made got quite a lot of unwanted attention. just wanna make things clear:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1) as you all can tell, im a different person when im writing. not a total flip side of the coin that kind. im still me with the badass attitude so no need to get too worked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;2) it's a small matter. too trivial to even mention for fear of emabrrassment. will tell u guys when there's a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;3) not that i don't wanna let u guys know what's going on when the matter happened but at that time, it was just too tiring and frustrating for me to re-tell it to another person. so be understanding k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;4) everything's fine now, am communicating. am happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111133811868235798?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111133811868235798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111133811868235798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111133811868235798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111133811868235798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-guess-previous-post-i-made-got-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111124190988260426</id><published>2005-03-19T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T22:18:29.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"time will heal everything." sounds familiar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;it's bullshit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i used to believe in a lot of things. not anymore...not all of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;don't you sometimes wish that everything could be simpler. i do but reality is never kind. we've got to learn to deal with it. that's how we grow strong, or so they say. do we?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;keeping things inside is hard. eventually, it becomes suffocating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ive always been quite optimistic about things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;this time, i can hardly be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;-laoda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111124190988260426?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111124190988260426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111124190988260426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111124190988260426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111124190988260426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/03/time-will-heal-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111099896022471953</id><published>2005-03-17T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T02:49:20.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is sometime damn sianz... why does idealist people have to pack up their ideas and bow down to reality? Dislike using realistic theory on me. why r all the artist died so young? because they were drove to their graves by the reality world, the materialist society! Is bowing down to reality consider humiliating or insulting to the person integrity. Does bowing to reality mean what the person said in the past dun mean any shit now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i admire those artists now, because they must have been courageous to overcome the fear they had for making a rebellious decision against the society rules...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siao cha bo is talking crap! hahaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111099896022471953?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111099896022471953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111099896022471953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111099896022471953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111099896022471953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/03/life-is-sometime-damn-sianz.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111098589394812420</id><published>2005-03-16T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T23:11:33.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>touched by jamie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm so touched by jamie today...she went parkway with her parents and she called all of a sudden to ask me if i wan the "i love you" plant in mini toons...she stil remember it cos tat time we went to look for it in tamp mall...and she stil remember!! i'm really touched lor...she is really a true fren...i luv you jamie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamie, you're always thinking abt the definition of true fren...i wanna tell you tat you're really a true fren to me...so are the rest of JAMSC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i luv you gals...muah muah muah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~boobie~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111098589394812420?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111098589394812420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111098589394812420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111098589394812420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111098589394812420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/03/touched-by-jamie.html' title='touched by jamie...'/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111089951312163620</id><published>2005-03-15T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T23:11:53.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wow. suddenly there's all this reflection about friendship. maybe i should give my 2 cents worth too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;they would be the ones who'd take your hand and walk this life journey with you; who'd lend you a shoulder to cry on; who'd be happy just because you're happy; who'd sacrifice for you; who'd be there when you need them the most; who'd never judge you and  most importantly, loves you for who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;too much to ask for, maybe but i think im lucky enough to have actually found them. (although sometimes[okok most of the time] my actions do disappoint or irritate them but that's unintentional and besides the point)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;but i really do hope that we'll stay together and even be our future kids' god parents. hahahaha quite far fetched but not impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;-lao da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111089951312163620?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111089951312163620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111089951312163620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111089951312163620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111089951312163620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/03/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111089948012033003</id><published>2005-03-15T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T23:11:20.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wow. suddenly there's all this reflection about friendship. maybe i should give my 2 cents worth too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;they would be the ones who'd take your hand and walk this life journey with you; who'd lend you a shoulder to cry on; who'd be happy just because you're happy; who'd sacrifice for you; who'd be there when you need them the most; who'd never judge you and  most importantly, loves you for who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;too much to ask for, maybe but i think im lucky enough to have actually found them. (although sometimes[okok most of the time] my actions do disappoint or irritate them but that's unintentional and besides the point)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;but i really do hope that we'll stay together and even be our future kids' god parents. hahahaha quite far fetched but not impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;-lao da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111089948012033003?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111089948012033003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111089948012033003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111089948012033003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111089948012033003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/03/wow_15.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111087215435479025</id><published>2005-03-15T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T23:13:03.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>true frens...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in life, it doesn't matter who you are, but whether someone appreciates you for wat you are, accepts you and loves you unconditionally...a real fren is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;friendship is more than just hanging out together at lunch and gossiping about other people...true friendship is when two people have mutual respect for one another, and really care about the each other's feelings and dreams...you need to be able to be honest with your frens...if there is ever a time where you feel that you can't tell them the truth, for fear that they will be mad or won't understand, then they aren't true frens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;frens share with each other important things that they wouldn't share with others...frens also care about each other, stick up for one another and enjoy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;true frens are really hard to find...but i'm sure i had found mine in JAMSC...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~~boobie~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111087215435479025?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111087215435479025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111087215435479025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111087215435479025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111087215435479025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/03/true-frens.html' title='true frens...'/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111082063718087450</id><published>2005-03-15T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T01:18:39.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Finally the Finance Test is over. It is Study Week! After the Study Week, there would be 2 exams for me but for some would have 3 instead lolx. haha... Then after Exam weeks, we would be 'jobless' then except for lao da lolx... secure ricebowl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, i have to thank lao da for making an effort to go out with us although she is having fever. She made an effort to meet us and i really felt damn appreciated for it. Maybe i am kinda of shock when i realise she is having fever. I did ask her why did she come to meet us since she is sick and her reply is she dun want us to get disappointed! I guess too much disappointment in the last mintue maybe would drive us into numbness one day but lao da, u prove me wrong lolx! hahaha... Thank alot! *muck*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking what is the defination of true friends? Is it to be there when u called out for help? I was thinking if there is the case, sin ping should have alot of true friends since everyone is helping her to investigating her missing phone and the thief who stole it. But are they her true friends or they are only her helpful coursemates? If i were to break down on the road one day and a stranger approached me and started to concern me, is he my true friend? I guess it is all human instinct to care for someone when he or she called for help. Then how to define true friends? I guess in my defination is someone who cherish you as a friends not by words but by some actions? Although intention do not have to reveal, the other party would have received the good intention through actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in this reality harsh society, dun expect too much on your true friends. Some might have different interpretation with you. To them, true friends are only their temporary shelter when the sky is gloomy. As for my interpretration of true friends are they shouldn't make me look like a fool and treating me for granted! Is my expectation too high? Qiqi said to me that my expectations are too high liao. Is there true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank all my friends! Thank alot! *muck* ~siao char bo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111082063718087450?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111082063718087450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111082063718087450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111082063718087450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111082063718087450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/03/finally-finance-test-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111073864424206292</id><published>2005-03-14T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T02:30:44.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the state of confusion. Having headache now. This Biz Fin revision is killing me lolx... Dun understand what i have studied. Brain cells were used up liao... Need food to replenished them liao... Now is already 2 liao lolx... and yet i still dun understand what i am studying... the borrowing parts is really driving me crazy lah... I guess i have to stop liao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hopeless~* chai bo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111073864424206292?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111073864424206292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111073864424206292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111073864424206292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111073864424206292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/03/in-state-of-confusion.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111054643067938509</id><published>2005-03-11T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T21:33:33.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;technically its the last day of school, meaning our final day as TP law &amp; mgt students. took us 3 years to get till this day. its not that a long period actually. i cant wait to get my hands on that bloody piece of expensive paper. maybe ill miss school, miss the lectures, miss the tutorials, miss the studying, miss biz park. but for now, i cant wait to get my ass out of school, out of student life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;took tons of pictures today. picked out the best ones. here goes :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/50/DSC00009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/200/DSC00009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;in the toilet...nice eh =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/50/DSC00019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/200/DSC00019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;groupy =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/50/DSC00020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/200/DSC00020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;say cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/50/DSC00023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/200/DSC00023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;.....last 1 in the toilet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/50/DSC00028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/200/DSC00028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;outside LT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/50/DSC00031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/200/DSC00031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;gosh!!! what the....HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/50/DSC00032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/200/DSC00032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tangled up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/50/DSC00033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/200/DSC00033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;what's with the stiffness =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/50/DSC00036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/200/DSC00036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;miss hercules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/50/DSC00040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/4060/200/DSC00040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;foot service anyone???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;one thing for sure, ill miss my girls. they are the best =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;-lao da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111054643067938509?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111054643067938509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111054643067938509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111054643067938509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111054643067938509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/03/technically-its-last-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10833513.post-111046422161680837</id><published>2005-03-10T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T22:19:08.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i just need to say something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that bloody lab is haunted!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lao da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10833513-111046422161680837?l=biz-park.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/feeds/111046422161680837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10833513&amp;postID=111046422161680837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111046422161680837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10833513/posts/default/111046422161680837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biz-park.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-just-need-to-say-something-that.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08581332502550253939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
