<?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-15327937</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:23:56.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E.Y (taiho)</title><subtitle type='html'>A girl whom is subborn,hot-tempered,dun care wat other say.A girl whom needs to be loved,need to be care.
A kirin is loyal to his/her master only.And only bow to his/her master.Humanity and maturity are the things i must learn.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15327937.post-7418478801346402340</id><published>2008-10-02T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:39:39.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/68WEob9XqkE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/68WEob9XqkE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen this video many many time and i just simply love this video.&lt;br /&gt;Because i love their dancing and the guys are damm handsome esp HERO.&lt;br /&gt;This is DBSK Purple Line Dance Rehearsal.DBSK you r the best!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-7418478801346402340?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/7418478801346402340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=7418478801346402340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/7418478801346402340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/7418478801346402340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-seen-this-video-many-many-time.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-7831995026705117153</id><published>2008-06-11T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T16:56:15.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="405" border="0" align="center"&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:4B73A7;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truelifekarma.com/?aff=myresults" target="_blank" class="style5"&gt;TrueLifeKarma.com - Online Karma Test Click Here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;elaine, Your Karmic Alignment is: Optimistic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;a href="http://www.truelifekarma.com/?aff=myresults" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truelifekarma.com/images/optimistic.jpg" alt="Optimistic" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Score: 5 In general, you tend to create poitive actions.  You have a caring personality which gives you positive Karma. Every now and then you slip up and harvest negative Karma. But, all in all, you follow lines similar to the Monks on their way to enlightenment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-7831995026705117153?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/7831995026705117153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=7831995026705117153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/7831995026705117153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/7831995026705117153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2008/06/truelifekarma.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-6996054999270750794</id><published>2008-05-26T18:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T18:27:43.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccffff;"&gt;New update from my boss.This is wat he say to us " Pls be inform that 2 weeks b4 the cutover all leaves are frozen." WTH!!! We have been like working EVERYDAY since beginning of may. And we are still continuing to work for 9 weeks and after 9 weeks we are going to have DR2. After DR2 is ard July liao and cutover is in AUG 9.Wat a good day to cutover man. B4 all these DR and parallel run thing we have wrk on and off at wee hrs liao. So wat next after DR2. If after DR2 there is no parallel run or anything (I hope there is nothing) then can we have a break b4 the cutover? I doubt so lo...This coy always have a lot of last min things one....Wat the shit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today my manager come and told us that billing dept is complaining abt us.. WTF!!! My manager say we must suit billing's timing to come to wrk during the weekend. And wat shit is this.. y must MDM always the one who suffer and y must we the only ones who suffer.MDM is so big yet small amount of pple is involve in this new system.Want us to die of wrking issit... Everyday have to wait for billing side to email us the accs to release.And somemore those accounts is not under the 30k accs lor..So y must we do? I dun understand. And everything we have to go thru the BO1 file ,wat is this? If billing is going to email us the accs for us to release or amendment then y we still need to go thru the BO1 file? I really dun understand. Can someone enlightened me? And heard BO2 file is coming up...and wat the hell this file is? I dun do billing so y must i get involve in this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only do PDL lor... And we really cannot tahan this kind of wrking life liao.Parallel run suppose to be everybodys' job lor. Y must we endure this kind of shit. I hope everything can faster settle and end. Then i can plan my leave liao..haha..rite nw can only hope times goes faster. And hope cutover can smoothly go thru it if not management is going to pin point lo.And sure MDM will kena 1st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-6996054999270750794?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/6996054999270750794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=6996054999270750794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/6996054999270750794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/6996054999270750794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-update-from-my-boss.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-6817614770981199323</id><published>2008-05-11T11:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T11:44:14.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;DR1 start last thurs and ya thur DR is super difficult to do.Everyone was just blur. But thank god we have finish it. Friday was a relax day but there are something that someone hide from me. But it's ok at least i get to leave at 5Pm and i not tat soft hearted to stay and help someone to do her work. I dun like the kind of i leaving at 5pm and someone ask me "elaine can help me do ....?" WTF!!! of cos i won't be so stupid to stay on and do ur wrk whereby i can leave at 5pm. Last time yes i will stay on and help but after i found out something i won't help anymore, no matter u r my supervisor or my "sister" or good friend. Cos i know tat person won't treat me as wat i think n she is only just using me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wan me to help is becos she want to go out n meet my friend or rather ex-colleague. She can't organise her work well in the end i still must help her in order for her to go out.When i have prbm is she there to help me? Is she there to solve it for me? Somemore she is my supervisor. Wat a useless supervisor. I rather have my former supervisor...( "E" we all miss you as our supervisor). I wish to change a supervisor, anyway she is leaving soon. Better still .....pls quick leave this coy....I want a better supervisor or lead our team or rather the whole office.Pple here is looking down on you so pls leave. (See how bad m i)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly today have to wrk at 5.30pm but have receive a msg from my co-ordinator @ 2am plus, saying the file will delay 6hrs!!! WTH. Which mean we have to go back at 12am midnite. Monday suppose to wrk at 6am in the morning but i think since today delay until 12am so maybe monday will delay also, but delay till wat time... And if monday there is no delay which mean sunday wrk from 12am -3am and monday 6am come back to do again....Oh my god..Pray hard is delay becos Monday is going to be a super long day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-6817614770981199323?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/6817614770981199323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=6817614770981199323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/6817614770981199323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/6817614770981199323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2008/05/dr1-start-last-thurs-and-ya-thur-dr-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-3853788246899246975</id><published>2008-04-26T07:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T08:25:57.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;this week is a busy week for UAT team.working at odd hrs n gg back in the morning..overall is tired &amp;amp; frustrating but is fun.We will call each other up if we go back in wee hrs.We will not say i need to go home now or dun feel like coming .We wrk as a team.One for all , all for one.I like to wrk with my UAT colleagues as i dun have to see some childish &amp;amp; idiot person's face in the office. Sometime ago she have sent an insulting email to me and cc to the team except my supervisor I wonder y . I have forward the insulting email to my supervisor as i think this should be handle by my supervisor.She think i m a &lt;strong&gt;corward&lt;/strong&gt; then let it be. She wants to behave like an lian let her be.Becos she's not fit to be an ah lian at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i send an email to my colleague b4 i go on leave.After i come back from leave there is no reply from her.So i have ask her in regard to the email tat i have send b4 on leave.She just simply send the insulting(which she says is insulting but i think is childish) email to me. In the 1st place if she thinks she makes no mistakes/careless at all then prove it to me. Dun always use other pple to compare herself.Other pple can do it the 2nd time i dun see y she can't. And if she thinks the email tat my supervisor have replied have demoralise the team or rather herself then too bad becos they all are going to stay in this coy for only 6 mths.And i wouldn't care so much abt it.From last week onwards if they do rubbish so be it. She thinks she is good then let it be becos no matter wat we say is wrong for her.She want her pride, i give it to her. No point quarrel over such case.Childish!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;REM When you are saying other pple 4 fingers are actually pointing to urself.Learn to grow up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-3853788246899246975?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/3853788246899246975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=3853788246899246975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/3853788246899246975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/3853788246899246975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-week-is-busy-week-for-uat-team.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-7396878016300398291</id><published>2008-04-13T10:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T10:21:26.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have been quarrelling over marriage things with him for the past few weeks. And he die die won't compromise me,only i have to compromise him. I have been thinking for many days. And i think is time to let go this 8 yrs of r/s. I telling myself i won't eat the humble pie anymore.It has reach my limit of tolerance n patient. If you are going to see to wat extend i can reach then too bad i have alr reach my limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is suppose to be a couple's thing but i think i m naive. Guys are selfish. If he say he will treat u better after marriage, This is bullshit.He will treat u the same or even worst after marriage. If you are going to agree to everything he say for marriage, after marriage he will be stepping/controlling you right uder his foot.I think i m glad that i have not married.Although giving up this 8 yrs is tough but i m not going to let myself be unhappy/suffer after marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is not cherishing me then too bad..I believe there are other guys who will cherish me more than he do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-7396878016300398291?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/7396878016300398291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=7396878016300398291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/7396878016300398291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/7396878016300398291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-been-quarrelling-over-marriage.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-4633983971437576118</id><published>2008-03-03T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T20:17:46.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate this home..y do parents are so biased to boys.From small my parents did not buy things i always wan..(expect for festival)And they always buy for my brother watever he wan.Nw big liao still the same thing expect for different things. Just becos he gt a cock that's y my parents love him more than us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't it be the case like parents shld treat their children equally.Then in the first place dun give birth to me when u knw tat u will be giving birth to a girl.Abort it.Abort until u get a son.Just becos he is a guy and u all will do a path for his rest of his life.Do parents consider abt their daughters' feeling.I dun think so.Then in the 1st place dun come and discuss this matter to me if u knw i will get angry.Think of how u treat me, think y i react liike tat.I really HATE them.I wondering m i pick up from the dustbin.Good things never happen on me..Bad things or illness will happen to me..All those bad illness will heritage to me but nt to my bro.WTF. There is no justice to it.Parents do wrong things they will never say sorry or should i say they never think hw is their children's feeling like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If tat is wat u say " this is my money we wan to spend it on who and wat is none of ur business."Then is fine..go ahead. i m nt gg to care or clear ur shit if u two are nt on earth!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-4633983971437576118?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/4633983971437576118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=4633983971437576118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/4633983971437576118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/4633983971437576118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-hate-this-home.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-6065977614112703338</id><published>2008-02-10T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T15:28:52.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been a long long time i have not post anything...the reason is been lazy,nothing to blog,dun feel like blogging.Well now is CNY and i have been going out from thur till sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been fun as i get to see my cousins and go out with them...hope we can organise alot more outing even though is nt cny ..haha. Well rite now i am watching tv with my bf and as the same time blogging and update photos.haha busy me rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well there are sth that has been bothering me for a long long time...but cannot say out,..haha...shld pen till here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-6065977614112703338?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/6065977614112703338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=6065977614112703338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/6065977614112703338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/6065977614112703338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-has-been-long-long-time-i-have-not.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-8960395563328473150</id><published>2008-02-10T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T15:22:17.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=102016220&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="426" height="320" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&amp;refid=102016220"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow_create.php?refid=102016220&amp;source=cyo"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/create_own.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=102016220"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/view_all.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-8960395563328473150?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/8960395563328473150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=8960395563328473150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/8960395563328473150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/8960395563328473150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-6867086940395026703</id><published>2007-11-15T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T21:33:43.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no strength</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;It's been so long i have not blog.Too lazy?Sian? I myself oso dun knw. There are many things i m unsure of myself too.I have many prbms which i wish to keep it to myself.I don't wish to talk.I just wish i have made a correct choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-6867086940395026703?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/6867086940395026703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=6867086940395026703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/6867086940395026703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/6867086940395026703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-strength.html' title='no strength'/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-1676963725372394908</id><published>2007-08-20T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T23:52:57.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i find tat i m nt myself these few weeks, lost the abilities to explain things,concentration.I dun feel like bother to explain anything and became very quiet.Dun ask me y,cos i oso dun know.Like the spirit has left my body,it has really became souless EY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out tat singaporean are very idiot &amp; rude.Some even think they gt money is very big deal.Actually those who gt money is the most stingy pple.They dun understand hw the system wrk and keep saying tat we have no brain.Hello can u wake up ur F**king idea.The system does not cater for u only. Is for the whole of singaporean.Dun think u are the only ones staying in this country lor.If u think u r so skillful then go and be president or someone big shot la.WTH!!! U think u all talk loud we all scare ma.. No lor..This is to show that u all are uneducated and no manner pple.We as a worker of the coy also human being, dun think we want to reAd ur meter then u can vent anger on us.Who ask u dun stay at home, Who ask u dun submit ur own rdg.When back charges arise you all will blame us nt doing our job.If u think this is so easy come and do it for urself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday have to face this kind of pple. So sickening. Make me realise that Singaporeans are nt polite at all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-1676963725372394908?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/1676963725372394908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=1676963725372394908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/1676963725372394908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/1676963725372394908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-find-tat-i-m-nt-myself-these-few.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-9155469711946782891</id><published>2007-08-10T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T19:31:59.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish that big butt goes unlucky watever she do. i hate her to core.So damm pissed off....Argh...So wat she is the senior..wrk so many donkey yrs still an clerk wat. She think she so li hai lor.Ya li hai in complaining to EO,Manage.She gt nothing better to do lor,always go complain us.Bloody hell!!! She always on the hp during wrking time,talk and talk non stop...wondering her family is very big lor...everyone in the family must report to her wat r they doing. Fucking bitch... Hate her Hate her......i will everyday cursed her..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-9155469711946782891?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/9155469711946782891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=9155469711946782891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/9155469711946782891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/9155469711946782891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-wish-that-big-butt-goes-unlucky.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-4528008680361942784</id><published>2007-05-14T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T20:50:33.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;this few days very sian,y?cos my dear dear always ot. No time to acc me...sob sob..well i can go out with my colleague but i dun want. One week sometime 5 days or 6 days see them. Although they are quite fun but i just wan to spent time with my dear. Dear Dear i miss you!!! Well work have been relaxing most of the times although at time cust can be very irriating and stupid but colleagues have been very gd. They are fun even my manager oso can be fun at times...hehe.. My manager is a very soft-spoken lady and when i m in doubt she will explain it to us in very details. Love her so much.....No complains abt my department. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-4528008680361942784?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/4528008680361942784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=4528008680361942784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/4528008680361942784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/4528008680361942784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-few-days-very-sianycos-my-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-3871173026691236885</id><published>2007-05-09T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T20:49:29.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have been working for like 3 weeks (i think so), and nw i m sick,y? cos my office pple is spreading the bugs to one another. been busy with work, outing,meeting,events,session.....omg hw come gt so many thing coming up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-3871173026691236885?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/3871173026691236885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=3871173026691236885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/3871173026691236885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/3871173026691236885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2007/05/have-been-working-for-like-3-weeks-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-3458346777518571934</id><published>2007-04-23T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T21:31:59.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;Have already started working for one week.And so far everything is ok except that have to wake up early.But well started to get used to it except for some days.. hehe... will get tired. Last week have make lots of phone calls, but dun knw y today seems like a bit slow dwn lei. Not quite happy with my performance for today. Have to buck up abit for tml. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;The environment here is gd and the colleagues there oso gd..plus my supervisor even more gd. Nt like my previous coy, the fat woman like shit. Here the pple here believe in teamwork and yes we are working towards our goals... Hope this month can hit our target. Well this coy have lot of events.But is a bo lian one lor.Like next friday we have a Sports for Life thing at YCK. Y m i the unlucky one.Argh i hate this kind of thing.But oh well only work till 2 plus then can go off liao..hehe.. hope is a fun event. On the 24th May we have a MDM party at Furama Hotel.. can i dun go... well the ans is NO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;Just finish talking to my bro as my previous coy and he was telling abt the coy thing, well i think he is hinting me sth. And yes i have ask him straight forward.. He want me to go back to the coy but i just tell him tat i dun want to see some pple and say frankly i m happy with my current job so i gt no intend to leave.Although tat ger is a temp but i believe she can do it if she wants to. Actually recep is easy job but somehw this position in this coy seems to be difficult. Should i say is becos the fat woman's doing or issit becos there is alot of work to do.. I dun knw. Anyway i dun want to know or should i say i dun even bother to know. Cos my heart has no longer there already.When i say my heart is not there means the pple there is no longer in my heart.I dun knw y maybe is becos someone make me lose heart in there. Even when i want to ask some pple out for coffee i have to think twice. Cos i dun want tat someone to be there.... Wat should i do?? Should i just dun contact them or just face it.... I really dun knw.. i dun wan to think abt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-3458346777518571934?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/3458346777518571934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=3458346777518571934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/3458346777518571934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/3458346777518571934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2007/04/have-already-started-working-for-one.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-8449153423762137941</id><published>2007-04-18T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T22:59:43.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You are the Hanged Man&lt;br /&gt;Self-sacrifice, Sacrifice, Devotion, Bound.&lt;br /&gt;With the Hanged man there is often a sense of fatalism, waiting for something to happen. Or a fear of loss from a situation, rather than gain.&lt;br /&gt;The Hanged Man is perhaps the most fascinating card in the deck. It reflects the story of Odin who offered himself as a sacrifice in order to gain knowledge. Hanging from the world tree, wounded by a spear, given no bread or mead, he hung for nine days. On the last day, he saw on the ground runes that had fallen from the tree, understood their meaning, and, coming down, scooped them up for his own. All knowledge is to be found in these runes.&lt;br /&gt;The Hanged Man, in similar fashion, is a card about suspension, not life or death. It signifies selflessness, sacrifice and prophecy. You make yourself vulnerable and in doing so, gain illumination. You see the world differently, with almost mystical insights.&lt;br /&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this really the truth abt me???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-8449153423762137941?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/8449153423762137941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=8449153423762137941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/8449153423762137941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/8449153423762137941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2007/04/img-src3ca-20align22center223e3cfont20f.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-1430700045328693302</id><published>2007-04-15T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T23:35:14.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tml will be the 1st day of my work. Kinda of worry,sian.Dun know wat kind of pple will i meet. Just praying hard that i won't get the same kind of F**king pple(esp tat fat woman pattern). Hope everything will go smooth for me..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Got alot of things keep bothering me and up to nw i can't make a decision. 天呀救救我吧。very vexed!!!!Maybe i shouldn't think so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-1430700045328693302?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/1430700045328693302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=1430700045328693302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/1430700045328693302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/1430700045328693302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2007/04/tml-will-be-1st-day-of-my-work.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-2896738104966862960</id><published>2007-04-08T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T00:48:04.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Just come back from Jolin's concert... it was great... it was high!!! I enjoy watching and i want to watch it again.wow....Her dancing was great although there was some movement that she's unable to do it but overall was great!!! When to eat ice cream after the concert and my brother ask me to treat him, so i ask him to send me back home..hehe... he is a lu chi.. so have to teach him hw to go to my bf's hse and after tat hw to go back amk... lol... din knw tat he was such a lu chi. ok shall pen up to here.... good nite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-2896738104966862960?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/2896738104966862960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=2896738104966862960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/2896738104966862960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/2896738104966862960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-come-back-from-jolins-concert.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-4756688197766636287</id><published>2007-04-07T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T16:40:12.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today is Jolin's concert and a few hrs more i can see her liao. Yipee!!! Well although dun really quite like her but her dancing i can say is good. How i wish i can be her... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I nw back at my home and later after Jolin's concert i m going back to his house and alone again. Nt really sian at his hse but i dun like to be alone at home esp at his hse. And beside i dun talk to his mother as i feel is embarass. I oso dun know embarass abt wat just dun like to talk to his parents cos i myself at home oso dun talk to my parents de. So hw m i going to communicate with his parents. Tml my dear dear is coming back liao. Wondering will he rem to buy present for me or just simply forget abt me. Well if he dun buy present for me is ok, i just wish he could be safe back home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well.. i m going to have a one week break b4 i start to work on a new environment. So excited..wondering hw is the colleagues there. Will it be the same as my previous coy or worst? Just dun wish to have another fat woman (whom is my previous coy). Anyway my last day at work i oso din go say bye bye to her cos i think she dun deserve my bye bye. Hate her to core man. Well just dun wish in my new life have this kind of woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-4756688197766636287?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/4756688197766636287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=4756688197766636287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/4756688197766636287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/4756688197766636287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-is-jolins-concert-and-few-hrs.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-2157280770246627473</id><published>2007-03-28T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T01:11:23.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;just nw i go through the photos when i m still in EMIS. It was so sad that my tears are rolling from my eyes, nt tat the photos are sad but tat was the time where i think i m the most happiest time in EMIS. The colleagues, trip, occassion where we all get together and have fun with each other. Happy event tends to end fast. Next week will be my last week in EMIS. Can't bear to leave my fellow colleagues but due to some reason i have chose to leave. Although i have no heart working with the coy but my heart will always contain my colleagues. Good pple tend to leave good coy and when good pple leave bad pple will corrupt the coy. And it make the coy stop growing. I always feel tat Teamwork is always a must in a coy. If there is one person whom dun knw wat is teamwork it will slowly make the coy collaspe.I always feel tat a gd boss should know what is going on with the coy by himself and nt to listen to those rumours. I wish to see this coy is growing well and hope tat the pple in there knows hw important teamwork &amp;amp; communication is. I wish to see this coy grow up as a family. Good Luck to EMIS.&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/15327937-2157280770246627473?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/2157280770246627473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=2157280770246627473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/2157280770246627473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/2157280770246627473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-nw-i-go-through-photos-when-i-m.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-2368090972296211037</id><published>2007-03-26T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T22:25:05.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have offically tender my resignation. I felt so relieved. Although i going to miss my fellow colleagues esp those who r close to me, but i have no choice. No point working there when things are nt at my favour. Will have to move on. Hope next job will be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-2368090972296211037?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/2368090972296211037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=2368090972296211037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/2368090972296211037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/2368090972296211037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-have-offically-tender-my-resignation.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-3791785173712734455</id><published>2007-03-12T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T23:59:21.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;is been a long time that i have not update my blog.been busy with work and other things. And i have lots of unhappy things to say. But just can't say it out. Pple have been saying that i have change. Change in a way i become more quiet, dun talk much. Well i myself oso find tat too.Dun knw what wrong with me. Wanted to keep quiet for everything but it seems like is hard, cos if everything bottle inside me i go crazy and my temper will go bad. I chose to ignore.I chose to take it.I chose to stop telling pple my prbm. I try to work within my job scope, I try to give and take. But in the end wat do i get. Nthing..just a piece of shit and anger inside me. Y m i chosing this route. YYYY? Everyday go to work is just like putting a fake smiling face. I know i m nt the old EY anymore. Since i chosen this path i will have to face it. Talk too much can't help me anything, and it only get me into trouble. No point saying it out as everything will be back to sq one. What should i do? Hw did the hell m i ending up like this. :...( I m feeling terrible nw. Wanted to cry but i tell myself i cannot cry. I have to be strong, no one knw my pain. I just want to quietly go on with my life, is that so difficult. I wanted to give up everything......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-3791785173712734455?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/3791785173712734455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=3791785173712734455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/3791785173712734455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/3791785173712734455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2007/03/is-been-long-time-that-i-have-not.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-7295171820922527354</id><published>2007-01-28T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T01:46:24.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.H.E concert</title><content type='html'>just came back from S.H.E concert. Not as nice as their 1st concert. Maybe is becos the sound system is not tat gd ba. Well overall still rate 80%. Selina dancing not too bad, well as least she still dance after her skirt dropped off. hehe.. Hebe keep forgetting her dance. Not really enjoy, dun knw y. So sian. Dun have the mood. sigh~~ no mood to blog too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-7295171820922527354?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/7295171820922527354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=7295171820922527354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/7295171820922527354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/7295171820922527354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2007/01/she-concert.html' title='S.H.E concert'/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-7202658999549668971</id><published>2007-01-17T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T17:09:52.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i find tat i love my bf even more than ever. Not becos he buy things for me as i knw i dun fancy all this buying things. I love him more is becos he start to think for me,worry for me. But at times he will forget la. He will think if he go to work then i at his hse will be very boring so he buy for me watever i like n within his budget. So tat i can occupy myself. But something he worry too much liao. Although i m boring at home i still can find things to occupy myself like playing my laptop. but provided my laptop is with me la. If not i can watch DVD.What most important is he is faithful to me.. Dear i wish to tell u i love u more than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-7202658999549668971?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/7202658999549668971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=7202658999549668971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/7202658999549668971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/7202658999549668971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-find-tat-i-love-my-bf-even-more-than.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-2156317695260428560</id><published>2007-01-17T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T17:03:11.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;once again i m sick...Argh~~ dun like the feeling of been sick. Btw who love to get sick. Keep eating medicine eat until i m scare of it. MC for 2 days and i have tons of work have not done yet. How?? Who could help me. I m really sick and tired of this kind of working life. Hw long m i going to endure? I oso dun knw. Dun like pple to talk to me in a harsh tone and pls lor u r asking pple to help lei can't u be abit kei qi yi dian. So wat you r a senior engineer. Big deal la. I fuck care u r senior engineer or wat, as long as u r asking pple for help u have to be polite even tons of work are piling up. U respect me i respect u .U give me fucking attitude i double it back to u. At the most i lost my job nia. Who cares. Maybe i should learn to ignore all this things and concentrate on my work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I m a person whom i worry too much or think too much. Worry can't finish my work, ya i knw work will never be finish but at least finish the work of the day. Sometimes i wonder if i m too helpful or i just bo chap. i think i m more to bo chap. Although tat is nt under my job scope but still i take it. No moral in working tis company. At least my previous coy, my hr knw tat i have no moral she still encouraging me, telling me if i have any prbm can go to her. But here, although my fm is around but it seems like she is invisible to me.y? cos she is always so busy with her work. And even i have prbm i have to think of a solution 1st b4 going to tell her my prbm. Since i have the solution wat for i go find her rite. stupid. And i knw tat fm is not going to stand up for me even is not my fault. I rather my so call supervisior be my fm. Y? At least she teach me how should i do blah blah blah. Ya at times she can be bad but overall she still stand up for u. She the person whom is soft in heart. So as long as u r nt in a big trouble she is happy to help u . My MD always say we r one big family, should help each other. But so far i see only a few pple r helpful. Most of them r stuck up. Sigh~~ guess i have to endure for the time being until i really cannot tahan anymore. Sometimes i m thinking if i take up the other job will it be better for me? Did i make the wrong choice? Oh god pls guide me... i have lost myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-2156317695260428560?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/2156317695260428560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=2156317695260428560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/2156317695260428560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/2156317695260428560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2007/01/once-again-i-m-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-7005741900640995339</id><published>2007-01-08T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T01:24:02.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things i did for today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;1.Talk to a boy/girl you like today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--&gt; my bf lor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;2. Realize anything new?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;--&gt; no lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;3. Talk to an ex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;--&gt; no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;4. Miss someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--&gt; not really&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;5. Slept in your bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;--&gt; fei hua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;6. Saw you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--&gt; nobody&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;7. Went to the town with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;--&gt; didn't go town lei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;8. Went to the mall with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;--&gt; my bf lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;10. What made you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--&gt; stupid actions which i did to him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;11. Said they loved you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--&gt; hw i wish he would say he love me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;12. Called you in the middle of thenight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;--&gt; no one dare (except my godbro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;13. Do you have a crush on someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;--&gt; er...think no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;14. What book are you reading now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;--&gt; CCNA 1 &amp; 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;15. Piercing/tattoos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;--&gt; piercing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;16. What are you most scared of right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--&gt; getting obese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;17. Who do you really hate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;--&gt; myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;18. Does anyone hate you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;--&gt; how i knw.maybe alot ba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;19. Have you ever cried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--&gt; of cos la.. most of the time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;20. What is ur feeling right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;--&gt; terrible&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/15327937-7005741900640995339?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/7005741900640995339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=7005741900640995339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/7005741900640995339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/7005741900640995339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2007/01/things-i-did-for-today.html' title='Things i did for today'/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-4052924737088679316</id><published>2006-12-05T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T22:12:13.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;will i find a guy who calls me beautiful instead of hot, who calls me back when i hang up on him, who will stay awake just to watch me sleeping, wait for the guy who kisses my forehead, who wants to show me off to the world when i m in yr sweats, who will hold my hand in front of his friends, Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "...that's her." wonder if there is such a guy on earth. I believe there will be such a guy but definitely dun belong to me. Trying to be patience,sweet, nice to him...but seems to be a waste. Tis morning my mother still ask me m i going to marry him? Is he the one? I myself oso dun knw hw m i suppose to ans her. I hate pple asking me tis question.ARGH~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-4052924737088679316?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/4052924737088679316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=4052924737088679316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/4052924737088679316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/4052924737088679316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2006/12/will-i-find-guy-who-calls-me-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-8620561679371555364</id><published>2006-11-24T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T00:57:15.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;sick sick sick...recently have been falling sick. argh~~ when i m sick i will lose concentration,get tired easily..blah blah blah..Sigh ~~wat greatly disappointed is excepted to pass but in the end fail.. i m so disappointed in myself. totally disappointed. Is not easy to handle work n study at the same time. But well have to work harder for it ba. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;When prbm arise, i know i shld not avoid but m i really avoiding it or i just hack care. i myself oso dun know. Just can't think straight. I m confused. I need someone to enlighten me. The more people give me advice the more i get confused. When i m confused i will be very angry with myself. I care too much abt my surrounding pple. I care for their feeling. Have been telling myself just wat the F**k do i need to care abt their feeling. I oso dun know when i developed this kind of caring other pple's feeling.Maybe someone/sth had change my heart,i dun know. I just dun want to hurt anybody neither do i want to get hurt. M i losing faith in myself or m i too naive to believe wat pple say or m i thinking too much. Humans being are the dangerous creature on earth. U won't know who is true or fake to u. I only know i slowly starting to seal my feelings up, giving attitude.I just want to be alone..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-8620561679371555364?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/8620561679371555364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=8620561679371555364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/8620561679371555364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/8620561679371555364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2006/11/sick-sick-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-116214391899016486</id><published>2006-10-30T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:36.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no mood to blog. dun know y oso, just suddenly sian of everything. I have alot of things to do but no strength to go do. And i have to one by one to do it. I have to always remind myself i can do it. Have been bother by alot of things N think alot of stuffs. The more i think the more i wan an answer, but i knw i will never get the ans. Time will provide me the ans. Hw long m i going to wait? Should i make it happen or just wait, i dun know. Let nature take it cos. Starting to feel that i m useless. Need to go find some power......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-116214391899016486?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/116214391899016486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=116214391899016486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/116214391899016486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/116214391899016486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-mood-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-115789636528411004</id><published>2006-09-10T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:36.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Just now i was looking at my friendster photo album. It bring back alot of memories. Kinda of miss it very much. Esp when working at the previous coy. There was a alot of laughter n fun. Happy times tends to pass faster than sorrow. I miss the times with u all gals. Still miss the time when we go clubbing. I rem there was tis time we club until siao. Tat was my happiest time. Hw i wish everyday i m happy.But i m not. Sigh~~ I wish nthing had happen. I wish i was as happy as b4...... 谁改变了我的世界, 没有方向没有日夜, 我看着天这一刻在想你, 是否会对我一样思念 .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-115789636528411004?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/115789636528411004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=115789636528411004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/115789636528411004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/115789636528411004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-now-i-was-looking-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-115747054170331119</id><published>2006-09-05T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:36.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was watching a channel 5 show, the title is stories of love(the anthology series). I don't know wat was it abt,but when i see those pple whom had done so much to their loved ones is suffering.I feel so sad n bad for them. Cos it was like reflecting on me. When u had done so much to ur loved one n in the end ur loved ones dun doted,care,concern n even hurt u. I think the feeling hurts even more bad than u go hurt others.Sometimes i feel like going ard hurting pple but i just dun have the heart to do so. Often i think is nt worth doing so much for someone tat u love alot. cos they won't know hw to appreciate or maybe they dun even want to appreciate. Letting go mean letting the person to live happier. Y must things turn to be ugly then come n feel sorry abt it.No point feeling sorry after the person had gone. I m tired n restless. Maybe i should just leave quietly..........................................................................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-115747054170331119?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/115747054170331119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=115747054170331119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/115747054170331119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/115747054170331119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2006/09/was-watching-channel-5-show-title-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-115667580964199970</id><published>2006-08-27T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:35.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Haven't been happy for the past few weeks. Recently even worst(cos somebody make me very unhappy).Even going out with frenz i have to act happy. Cos i can't tell anyone my 心事. Sometimes i wish i was not born in tis world then there will be no sadness,unhappiness,sorrow....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I try to let go but i just can't.Y?? M i too soft hearted? Or m i just holding on to it. Watever issit i just dun like the feeling. I agreed with my cousin. It takes two to marry but it takes just one to divorce. If you think u r nt ready to get together then dun marry. Nowadays pple take marriage as a child play. Wat on earth is the world coming to. No one is perfect, learn to love an inperfect person. If you think pple r concerning u care abt u , y don't you think pple have motive doing that?? Unless he/she really like u then i gt nothing to say.There is still alot of things for us to learn. EY, you must grow up.Don't be too naive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;P/S: I must learn how to love an inperfect person in order to hand on to this r/ship&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/15327937-115667580964199970?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/115667580964199970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=115667580964199970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/115667580964199970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/115667580964199970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2006/08/havent-been-happy-for-past-few-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-115591658768036770</id><published>2006-08-18T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:35.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E.Y (taiho)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://charmey.blogspot.com/2006/08/been-tagged-for-no-reason.html#links"&gt;E.Y (taiho)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-115591658768036770?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/115591658768036770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=115591658768036770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/115591658768036770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/115591658768036770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2006/08/ey-taiho.html' title='E.Y (taiho)'/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-115557195959784749</id><published>2006-08-14T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:35.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Been tagged for no reason....CC u treat me very good le...Thank you hor...Since i'v been tagged, no choice have to write...:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1) I had a very very bad temper, which can piss everybody ard me off.(need to change,but over the yrs still the same le)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2) I love sleeping cos no time to sleep.I can sleep for more than 12 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3) I hate liers n hypocrites. I think they have no rites to be my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4) I hate dressing up nicely.Cos have to wake up early n put on makeup,wear nice nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5) I weight 47kg which is the heaviest in my life. I want to go back to 45kg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6) I dun like pple to nag/stare or horn me. I find it very annoyin.But i like to stare at pple. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7) I love my hair the most. Cos i dun really take care of it n it still can be so smooth n silky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8) I hate drivers cos i think they gt no road manners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9) I wish that i need not to work. Can slack at home, go travelling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10) I dun like to brush my teeth at nite due to laziness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;11) I like freedom which my current bf dun give me alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;12) I like motorbikes the most cos i think is thrilling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;13) I wish my grandmother is still alive. So that i can have someone to tok to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;14) I wish to have a own hse.So that i can do watever i wan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;15) I like to on music loud loud when i m angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;16) I dun care wat pple think of me but i dun like pple to tok abt me behind my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;17) I treasure my pillow more than anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;18) I can't stand pple who think high of themselves when they r nt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;19) I dun promise pple when i can't do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;20) I dun like pple to ask me wat happen when i m in bad mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;21) I dun like pple do things which i dun like but i can do them. :P (so unreasonable)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;22) I will curse n swear those pple who make me very very angry. (Some of them had tasted it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;23) I like swimming but no time to go. (excuses)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;24) I cannot tolerate pple take their own sweet time n do their things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Seems like i dun like things more than my weakness. Need to do some reflection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-115557195959784749?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/115557195959784749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=115557195959784749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/115557195959784749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/115557195959784749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2006/08/been-tagged-for-no-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15327937.post-115461709701480958</id><published>2006-08-03T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:35.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE MY BROTHER</title><content type='html'>how come i gt tis kind of brother..wondering if i m my mother's daughter.Just now he eat dinner finish, he din wash his bowl. Then i told him hey u din wash ur bowl le. He just reply"oh i forget".then he just simply walk out of the house. WTH!!! As if hse gt maid like tat. When he come back home from camp, i will be very angry. Cos whether he wash clothes my mother will just wash n hang his clothes 1st. Then ours will be later. Pls lor by the time she hang my clothes to dry, is already dry n smelly lor. I hate it. HATE IT!!! HATE IT!!!!WAT SO GREAT ABOUT HAVING A SON?? DAUGHTERS JUST LIKE SLAVE TO THEM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-115461709701480958?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/115461709701480958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=115461709701480958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/115461709701480958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/115461709701480958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-hate-my-brother.html' title='I HATE MY BROTHER'/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-115366294039317368</id><published>2006-07-23T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:35.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;had been sick since friday.I doubt tml i can go to work.Sigh~~~ started new job less than a month and i had already taken 2days mc(not including tml).Anyway i really gt no mood to go work. I oso dun know y.I just feel like relaxing at home n do nthing. I want to continue studying but hor once i open the book it will make me sleep.OMG..I cannot be so lazy liao. I must work double hard than anyone else. But i dun have the motivation. Can someone give me some motivation....pls........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-115366294039317368?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/115366294039317368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=115366294039317368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/115366294039317368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/115366294039317368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2006/07/had-been-sick-since-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-114554108815651115</id><published>2006-04-20T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:35.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have been busy for weeks...i m very very tired already...the stocks just keep coming in non-stop.omg..my bf had bought me a laptop!!! i m very happy abt it.Cos he finally made my dreams come true...oooooooooooooooooooooooooo.I think i m the happiest woman in the world.I have a nice bf although he sometimes had weird temper.hehe..have to pen till here.dun know wat to write liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-114554108815651115?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/114554108815651115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=114554108815651115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/114554108815651115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/114554108815651115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2006/04/have-been-busy-for-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-114467791749066935</id><published>2006-04-10T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:35.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;today i feel like been betrayed. Althought is a small matter,but i dun think tis is hw a buddy should be treated.My buddy agreed to have lunch with me. But in the end she put me aeroplane. And wat made me unhappy and irritated was she went out already then sms me. Y can't she tell me in front of me.Y sms? I can't fig out wat was she thinking. Yes M and A ask you to go but as a courtesy u shld have told me tat u r going out and not having lunch with me. And M in the first place dun agreed to have lunch with me.I m not a stupid nor idiot person lo.Just becos u want to drive E out.Then u can make me like a fool and wait for somebody to tell me tat u all are not having lunch with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I like ur maid/slave like tat. U all gt appointment all tis and u all r late,then u ask me to do things for u all. I m not in ur department nor u r my superior.I m kind to help u all to do things.,but i feel like i treat u all so good and tis is wat i get in the end. A LOST OF TRUST!!! I Dun think i deserve tis kind of attitude and attention. I totally agreed with tis sentence"ur close friends or sisters will still betray u".Wat have i done wrong to get tis attitude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;DUN PROMISE ME ANYTHING THAT U CAN'T DO...........................................I HAVE TOTALLY LOSE TRUST IN U ALL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-114467791749066935?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/114467791749066935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=114467791749066935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/114467791749066935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/114467791749066935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-i-feel-like-been-betrayed.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-114187040920437024</id><published>2006-03-09T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:35.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I find tat tis quiz is quite true abt me.... (i mean the result)...u all can try it out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com"&gt;www.colorquiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are my results to the quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Existing Situation:&lt;br /&gt;Needs, and insists on having, a close and understanding relationship,or at least some method of satisfying a compulsion to feel identified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Stress Sources:&lt;br /&gt;The existing situation is disagreeable. Has an unsatisfied need to ally herself with others whose standards are as high as her own, and to stand out from the rank and file. Her control of her sensual instincts restricts her ability to give herself, but the resulting isolation leads to the urge to surrender and allow herself to merge with another. This disturbs her. as such instincts are regarded as weaknesses to be overcome; she feels that only by continued self-restraint can she hope to maintain her attitude of individual superiority. Wants to be loved or admired for herself alone; needs attention, recognition, and the esteem of others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Restrained Characteristics:&lt;br /&gt;Believes that she is not receiving her share--that she is neither properly understood or adequately appreciated. Feels that she is being compelled to conform, and close relationships leave her without any sense of emotional involvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Desired Objective:&lt;br /&gt;Seeks success, stimulation, and a life full of experience. Wants to develop freely and to shake off the shackles of self-doubt, to win, and to live intensely. Likes contacts with others and is enthusiastic by nature. Receptive to anything new, modern, or intriguing; has many interests and wants to expand her fields of activity. Optimistic about the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Actual Problem:&lt;br /&gt;Takes a delight in action and wants to be respected and esteemed for her personal accomplishments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Actual Problem #2:&lt;br /&gt;The fear that she might be prevented from achieving the things she wants leads her to play her part with an urgent and hectic intensity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-114187040920437024?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/114187040920437024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=114187040920437024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/114187040920437024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/114187040920437024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-find-tat-tis-quiz-is-quite-true-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-114026236011805000</id><published>2006-02-18T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:35.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;one of my colleague had tendered his resignation. Well i m happy for him tat he found a better beneafit and higher pay. Wondering hw long will i be able to stay in tis company. No good beneafit, Job scope sucks, colleagues wise for some is good and only a certain amount of colleague gt attitude problems and is those serious case one. OMG!! hw m i going to survive. Pls take note there is no free lunch in this world.So even u give me claim off days i oso bu xi han. Cos is not worth it. If the person want to help then help with happiness. If not ask her to f**k off.Pls take note of this:I dun force or ask the fellow to help. Is she the one who is willing to help to do my job. I won't ask for help even though i cannot manage cos it will invite gossip one.Which i dun like. And for the FM pls do not assume tat i have conflick with the other colleague if u dun know anything. If i were to have conflick with her i won't be toking to her and will give her face to see liao. Don't anyhw put words into my mouth in front of others colleagues. U r the one who is creating unnecessary things to the team. Y we new pple dun click with the old staffs u as a FM u have to solve tis problems and not to listen to one party only. Dun always say u r a professional accountant. Cos u r nt performing like one. U cannot be our department head cos u dun solve problem nicely. I hate it. I hate it. I m not trying to do things within my job scope only. But everyone has a limitation. Imaging u have to do 11 outlets things do u tink u still can do others things? U pay me hw much i do hw much for u. Work smart nt work hard. Wat is call nt performing well and wat is performing well. If the pple dun work ot does it mean tat the person is nt performing well? Then for those who come very early to work and end work till 8/9pm means tat they are performing well? For wat i understand if u come early and end work like means u r nt efficient enough!!Pls take note NOT EFFICIENT!!!There's a problem with u ..think abit it. Time is precious..if a company work like tat hw can a company survive?Dun understand y some pple eat until so old already still cannot understand this simple logic. I m not trying to be mean nor trying to do anything. But as for me i won't put more time in a company from the day i left my old company....The old elaine had died since the day i step out of the old company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-114026236011805000?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/114026236011805000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=114026236011805000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/114026236011805000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/114026236011805000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-of-my-colleague-had-tendered-his.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-113829557101475037</id><published>2006-01-27T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:35.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haven't been blogging for more than 2weeks (i think la).Well tis 2weeks wasn't an happy week for me.As usual working problems la.Pple not happy abt company la. And worst is yesterday which make me really really angry.Which i dun think my manager did not give me a good ans.So today i went in to my boss room and tok abt it. Glad tis thing is over and my boss did gave me an good ans and i m happy abt it. But he did request me to forgive and forget. Come to think of it if i willing to forgive and forget will the other party willing to do so?Pple r not happy abt tat i went into boss room and tok but since manager or om or senior can't handle my case (which is very simple to solve) then i will have to say sorry and have to bring the matter up to the boss. Tis is the first time i tok to him.I dun know y they are so minded tat i go into the boss room and tok.If u think u r rite then stand firm on ur rites. I dun see the any reason y i can't go into the boss room.Since my boss already say 'my door will always open for u whenever u need to tok to me'.And of cos if u know my temper u shld know wat will i do.Since my senior one word i dun care..is fine with me, i just go tell the boss abt it and let him settle. I beginning to hate the pple there. And they like to play politics.Which they always say 'we dun play politics here'.feel like slapping them and wake them up.they like to crisitse 'us' from behind then 'me' will cristics  u in front. i won't like those pple whom is unhappy abt me and putting in words into my mouth.I think they are hypocrites. I respect u as my senior i tell u my problem.u gave tis kind of words to me sorry no more respect for u liao. I find tat u r such a failure. u dun even know hw to handle a simply case well tat's mean u r a failure to be my senior.i find tat regardless of manager or senior they won't fight for our staff benfit.They will always side the company or the outlets staff. If a senior or manager can't stand firm well i dun think i need to discuss anything to them.My manager oso say tat doesn't mean tat u always go tok to  the boss,boss will side u . I didn't say tat boss will side me ,and i dun always go to tok to the boss. I find her very stupid.Cos if i know tat i m rite and the solution tat the so called management pple gave me is F**ked up ans/reason. I will straight goes to the boss and tell him tat hey boss look ur management staff gave me tis kind of stupod reason which i think is unfair ,pls kindly look into it.If i m wrong i m wrong if i m rite i m rite. Stand firm on the decision tat u all make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-113829557101475037?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/113829557101475037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=113829557101475037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113829557101475037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113829557101475037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2006/01/havent-been-blogging-for-more-than.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-113637560261991503</id><published>2006-01-04T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:35.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/42592/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=colorogt"&gt;What's Your True Color?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OrangeYou're a bold, confident orange. A warm, powerful color that indicates a strong, welcoming personality, orange is the mark of people who are social and extroverted by nature. Vibrant, with an upbeat attitude, you have a bright, inviting demeanor. Energetic and fun-loving, you're a real friend-magnet. Your easy charm and unassuming manner make you the sort of person people want to meet and get to know better. Well-rounded and fun to be around, you enjoy helping others, so it's no surprise that orange also symbolizes attraction. Orange is an extraordinary color — for an extraordinary person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;AM I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-113637560261991503?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/113637560261991503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=113637560261991503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113637560261991503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113637560261991503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2006/01/whats-your-true-color-orangeyoure-bold.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-113620865530844489</id><published>2006-01-02T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:35.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;yesterday when to tampines again but tis time is taking bus instead of bike. Yesterday was the 1st time tat i took bus with him. I m very happy abt it. So we went there to eat seoul garden but too bad it was fully booked. in the end we went to crystal jade and eat but it wasn't nice after all.After tat we went to buy shredder. I bought a shoes cost me 26.90  i think. And then went back home taking cab. I play with the shredder and keep askin him to give me some papers tat he dun want .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well weekends really end fast.Tml will be a working day and is going to be very sian the whole week.Y? cos is stock take time.. and i dun like .Well guess have to pray the time will go as fast as weekends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-113620865530844489?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/113620865530844489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=113620865530844489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113620865530844489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113620865530844489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2006/01/yesterday-when-to-tampines-again-but.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-113603589925583967</id><published>2005-12-31T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:35.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i m very very very very angry....today is nye and nw i still staying at home. Going nowhere.. Angry angry,y?cos he dun want to go out. And tis stupid pc always hang make me more more more angry...Feel like smashing it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-113603589925583967?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/113603589925583967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=113603589925583967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113603589925583967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113603589925583967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-m-very-very-very-very-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-113591887764259700</id><published>2005-12-30T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:35.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;very angry abt him. he think tat he is the mighty one. For no reason get angry.Ask him go out oso lazy only know hw to go parkway,tampines and ms. all is nearby one.Doesn't he get sian one.I sleeping he can disturb me, he sleeping i cannot disturb him.Then ask him to eat something he will say i nv eat b4 so i dun eat.For my sake he oso won't eat.Then he ask me to eat i must eat. Ask me to eat lunch, i really didn't heard wat he say ma. I only heard xiao bai chi fan. Pls lo xiao bai is the dog wat u  take me as a dog ar. WTF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;yesterday i wear so nice he bring me go east coast.. and i wearing high heels. For goodness sake wear high heels go east coast and walk the sand will dirty my shoes.Then i tok him he get angry and walk off. Y guys can't understand gals thinking and y he can't see wat m i wearing. Really really get pissed off. KNN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I feel like scolding pple liao !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-113591887764259700?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/113591887764259700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=113591887764259700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113591887764259700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113591887764259700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2005/12/very-angry-abt-him.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-113569368543777748</id><published>2005-12-27T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:35.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;hmm...long time no blog.y? too lazy..hehe..not really la.weekend sleep too much. Wat have  i done during the weekends? well nothin much except sleep. Sunday went to ms for window shopping.Monday went to tampines for window shopping.Now no money liao so have to budget everything. Sigh~~Well thur and friday i will on leave liao..so happy abt it.. really get wait for the time to passby faster.Tml work for one more day then i can relax liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Wat i want to do for my leave.Well thursday accompany my bf to the motor inspection and ard evening go my brother army gaduation(dun know whether issit call gaduation).Friday ma..hmm maybe rearrange his room (but must see whether i have the mood or not).Sat maybe go do my hair as nw is like grass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Now waiting to get bonus but dun know have or not as my fm have nt give us the ans.But heard from my colleagues tat tis yr company is earning the profit so should have but as for chinese company they are all the same kind.So stingy!!! u have to work so much but the pay is like peanut.Well i think next yr i will find another job and i promise myself tat the job must be much much more better than my current job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-113569368543777748?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/113569368543777748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=113569368543777748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113569368543777748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113569368543777748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2005/12/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-113500272612172403</id><published>2005-12-19T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:34.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;today is my final theory exam for my ccna 2 . Not bad still have score 67.3 marks for it.ok la gt chris to tell me on it on some questions. didn't really go study it but make the effort to memerise it.Have to thank chris for helping me so much.She can be a great lecturer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Tis friday my company is having a pop luck lunch. I will be in charge of the tidbits.haha.well can't think of anything to buy cos everyone taste is different.So have to wait for them to give me instruction. Actually i  dun like having lunch with some of them cos some of them is hypocrite and i hate it....so fake!!but no choice who ask me working in tat company. Well i shall plan for friday nite events as i will be asking my buddy to join us hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-113500272612172403?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/113500272612172403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=113500272612172403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113500272612172403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113500272612172403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-is-my-final-theory-exam-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-113465040241181861</id><published>2005-12-15T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:34.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;yesterday is my practical test and i score 100 marks,but..i wasn't really happy abt it cos it seems like i have completely forget everything. I asking myself m i tired or really forget abt the whole configuration...When starting of the configuration i know hw to do but when it comes to answering the question in the paper i start to blur. I oso dun know y. I stare at the question very long and keep cancelling the ans. In the end my paper is so damm messy.We gt 3 activities to do and the 1st activities i make a mess.when come to 2nd activitiy my keyboard start to go haywire.omg i do so much configuration on the router and the problem just pop out like tat. Really quite annoying.My classmates try to help me . really have to give them a big hug for helping me. Lucky i gt save the configuration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;No choice have to reboot. I had prepared for the worst.Lucky when i try again everything had been saved.When dun know y when come to router rip no network then it gt hang again...wat the hell man. i had been trying tis step again and again. i give up. the third time i do sh run everything is ok liao ... I gt the configuration i want without doing the no network ... :)there is a question on telnet. i know i do it b4 and i m very familiar with it but yesterday i do telnet i just fail to do so.doing tftp,sh cdp neighbors all i know hw to do but my mind just blank. it was a bad day for me as i had been doing the labs so many time and nothing happen. dun know y yesterday like tat. But it was all over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Next monday is the theory test and i haven't study. Got to fail the theory liao..sob..sob...i dun want to fail.But i just dun like theory.I guess no choice have to study hard.have been very stress..stress abt work,stress abt study,stress abt bike practical...I m going crazy soon. i wanted to give up the bike practical but i just nt satisfied.My mind ask me to give up but my heart tell me no.u can't give up..i m confused.to continue or not.My fear of riding bike had come back again.I dun know y.But i keep thinking abt the scenes i had seen involving bikes and pillion.i started to scare.Plus the minor accident i had..well dun think of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-113465040241181861?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/113465040241181861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=113465040241181861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113465040241181861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113465040241181861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2005/12/yesterday-is-my-practical-test-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-113430889818647532</id><published>2005-12-11T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:34.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;today went for my bike practical wif my cousin.It wasn't easy as i thought.The bike itself is so damm heavy and we have to push the bike.It was tough for gals. I wonder hw the other gals whom had passed did it.I really can't fig out.We drop the bike,we fell from the bike nos of times. But i still determine tat i can do it.The more u scare the more u can't do it. So i told myself elaine u can do it. Lucky for me i had passed the practical 1.01for 1st attempt.But my cousin wasn't so lucky.She had to retake. There are the few words i have to tell her....Meiyin u can do it. Tell urself u can do it.Dun be afraid of falling down.Control "it" not "it" control you.Dun give up so easily. I will wait for u to pass ur 1.01. Then we go together and take 1.02 ok? No hurry.Take ur time.Do some arm excerise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My whole body is now aching like mad. My leg is swollen as i think is i fall together with the bike and hurt it.Palms have bruises. Knee cap had blue black.ok had to go sleep .....ZZZzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-113430889818647532?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/113430889818647532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=113430889818647532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113430889818647532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113430889818647532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-went-for-my-bike-practical-wif.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-113361666906194027</id><published>2005-12-03T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:34.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;today when to the bbdc to take my theory lesson. i was quite blur cos  tis is my 1st time attend the lesson.when u go there u must print out the allocation slip. but today dun know wat happen to the system (think is down),so we were asked to print the other side.The instructor just say u can print over there. So i went to the other side dun know whether issit tat machine there.So i just stand aside and see other pple doing. So i go and do the same. It printed out booking statement.Dun know correct or not i oso dun care and proceed to the classroom. As time is still early so i sat outside the classroom. And i saw alot of pple waiting oso. 1st i thought is only riders all the same class, but it wasn't so. I thought i go to the wrong class. But on the board stated there classroom 2. Din't care much abt that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Now i know tat basic is drivers and riders all the same class. Now i must finish fast for my theory lessons........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-113361666906194027?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/113361666906194027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=113361666906194027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113361666906194027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113361666906194027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-when-to-bbdc-to-take-my-theory.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-113327574544216258</id><published>2005-11-29T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:34.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;today dun know put wat tittle.....can't think of one liao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;today wat i had for lunch..hmm...ooo ya i had rice,vegetable,carrot cake and ice cream...omg so fatting.i find myself abit fat nw especially on the stomach..admin job la as usual sit and sit for the 8hrs.but to me i still ok cos i dun really sit for 8hrs.after lunch well have to get back to work again..sian ar.. the moment i step into the office,my face will auto turn black..cos i dun like to face some body which irritate me alot.well thinking of changing job..but i miss some colleagues if i leave.well leave it to fate ma.. if really one day i already up to the neck and explore then i will leave ba..sign...working in local company no good.u have to endure alot of things...well think dun say..as alot of pple know rite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shld pen till here... go to sleep liao..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-113327574544216258?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/113327574544216258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=113327574544216258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113327574544216258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113327574544216258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2005/11/today-dun-know-put-wat-tittle.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-113315395903613421</id><published>2005-11-28T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:34.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>going crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;today i very pissed off.. cannot go on leave one..once on leave the person take over my job will make a messy of it.... urgh~~ nw feel like throwing and scream at some one..today so much orders from the outlets..all have to find spare parts which i hate the most. Wat the hell man!! Angry with the boss whom buy the frames from china. it so lousy and always do warranty exchange..Make me more work nia.. And the things here like so messy .. u walk everywhere,everywhere gt stocks..ooo feel like throwing all away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Then my tis "clever" colleague i cannot tahan him.. he everytime do things won;t check whether issit correct or nt.. then do wrong liao still can ask me then i do ar...wat!! u do wrongly still i have to do for u . Told him like tat do liao...still give me those blur face..so fed up.. can't he understand wat m i toking abt or issit i dun explain it clearly enough...he work here for 4mths liao still blur on the transfer things....no wonder my senior oso angry abt him picking things up so slow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;the outlets pple more blur..told them no stock and once gt stock the supplier will deliver to them..keep on asking and asking... they nt sian i listen and see email until i very sian liao. Really dun know whether i can work for hw long...Feel like giving letter liao..URGH~~~VERY VERY ANGRY AND PISSED OFF LIAO.Can i just take my bag and go????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-113315395903613421?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/113315395903613421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=113315395903613421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113315395903613421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113315395903613421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2005/11/going-crazy.html' title='going crazy'/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-113309904974031144</id><published>2005-11-27T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:34.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy memories on my birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;yesterday my bf bring me go ah yat restaurant and eat my favourite abalone..... i was very happy abt it...below are the photos we take during the dinner time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/320/Tea.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tis is the tea we drink....chinese tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/320/Shark%20fin.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tis shark fin is almost eaten up..cos we only rem to take pic after eating...hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/320/Abalone.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;here come the abalone..look nice rite...but nt very tasty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/320/Scallop%20mango.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tis is a scallop mango..inside is scallop and mango..i eat the scallop, my bf eat the mango...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/320/Vegetable.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a very normal veg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/320/E%20fu%20noodle%20wif%20loboster.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a lobster without shell....wif e fu noodle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/1600/Fried%20rice%20wif%20abalone%20sauce.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/320/Fried%20rice%20wif%20abalone%20sauce.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;fried rice with abalone sauce.....my bf eat the whole bowl up..wow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the dessert i forgot to take a pic ...after eating up..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/1600/Fried%20rice%20wif%20abalone%20sauce.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/1600/Ring%20bought%20on%2026%20nov.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/1600/Ring%20bought%20on%2026%20nov.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/320/Ring%20bought%20on%2026%20nov.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/1600/Ring%20bought%20on%2026%20nov.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;this is the ring we bought on my birthday...it has a special wording on it..but can;t take clearly on the wordings.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/1600/Ring%20bought%20on%2026%20nov.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/1600/Fried%20rice%20wif%20abalone%20sauce.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/15327937-113309904974031144?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/113309904974031144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=113309904974031144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113309904974031144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113309904974031144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-memories-on-my-birthday.html' title='happy memories on my birthday'/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-113293440196101787</id><published>2005-11-25T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:34.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-birthday celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/1600/braclet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/320/braclet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;today i went to k box with my colleague and ex-colleague to celebrate my birhtday.one of them gave me a bracelet(which she make it herself).I like it very much.After k box we went to bugis and eat ice cream.After tat we went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;When i reach home i give my bf see my bracelet which i think is nice.Then he gt me a surprise.He went to emicakes and buy one box of cakes for me.Inside the box there are nine cakes(small one).All are chocolates.(i like the most)Feel very sweet inside my heart.hehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;shall pen till here,tml have to acc him to play bowling..and i havn't bath since i gt home ard 11+pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-113293440196101787?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/113293440196101787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=113293440196101787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113293440196101787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113293440196101787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2005/11/pre-birthday-celebration.html' title='pre-birthday celebration'/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-113267742895385578</id><published>2005-11-23T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:34.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;today my colleague had gone to taiwan. So envy her. Her job will be cover by my two colleagues.I only cover a portion of her job...lucky..if not i cannot do my own things liao...The invoices had been piling up over these few days.No time to do due to stocks keep coming in. Today already spent half a day doing the stocks,lucky i had finished already if nt i cannot go on leave. I dun really like to hand over my job to others cos it will increase their burden as they oso have alot to do it.Watever urgent i will do 1st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;work  r nt really going smoothly cos i find tat their procedure abit nt correct.but dun know hw to say it out. alot of things my senior want to control it from hq.This problem already exist long time but still can't solve it. maybe is becos pple r nt co-operative enough.So bo bian i had to bear with it 1st. Tml is my study day and is practical day.. i already lag behind two lab..but no choice, doing practical is nt one person doing, is two person have to do together if nt u can't get the result.And have to do 5/6 practical lesson in 2hrs. I love doing practical but i dun like the feeling of lagging behind.Think have to buck up abit.Wonder if i can pass my ccna exam in tis condition. Really have to go study the thick book if nt dun understand wat the lecturer is toking abt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i really hope i can pass my exam cos one exam is nt cheap...Sigh..have to go to sleep now if nt tml will be late for work again.ZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-113267742895385578?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/113267742895385578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=113267742895385578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113267742895385578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113267742895385578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2005/11/today-my-colleague-had-gone-to-taiwan.html' title=''/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-113247298218238379</id><published>2005-11-20T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:34.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/1600/wallpaper03.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/320/wallpaper03.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;today is sunday.My bf is working,so i m feeling boring at home.But..later will be meeting him at expo.Wonder after expo will he come straight home or bring me go other places.But nvm la even if he want to go home.Cos oso dun feel like going anywhere.Now the dogs are in the living room,want to play with them but they r so rough and i think my bf mum grooming the dogs.Come to think of it having dogs like having children.Have to sayang them and play with them.One thing no good is tat when they r hungry or suffering from any pain we dun knoe.Tat's y have to monitor them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Next friday i will taking my bike license.Finally can go book liao after so much thinking.I hope the whole process will go smoothly for me.Pray hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Shld pen up to here. Gt to pack my things and meet him liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-113247298218238379?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/113247298218238379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=113247298218238379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113247298218238379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113247298218238379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2005/11/boring-sunday.html' title='boring sunday'/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-113240515775120062</id><published>2005-11-19T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:34.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPER DUPER ANGRY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;tonite i really very angry . feel like scolding the stupid guy.actually tonite was going to see a concert at the indoor stadium.my sis ask me whether wan to go so i say ok.then my sis asked her best friend to go and best friend agree.so the best friend bf fetch us and headed to the indoor stadium.and his driving really sucks.so inconsiderate and reckless.hw i hope there a tp dwn there.is not tat i m bad tat want him to get fine or wat so ever. but 5 lives in a car nt including the driver,had he think of us or not.had he think of the worst?wat happen really accident and hw is he going to ans our parents.pei ye pei bu qi.i can't stand tis kind of driver...so in the car i softly say to my bro gf tat i dun want to die so early. then my sis gave me a nt happy look lo. wat i say is truth wat. wat u want me to say it to him tat hey can drive carefully or not i dun want to die so early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;when get dwn the car my sis say me lo, can give her face or not. is not tat i dun want to give her face is tat i really can't stand it anymore.he drive like road bully so inconsiderate not to give way to other car. tat is wat i hate. do u know tat just becos of nt give way and suddenly dash out of the road can cos accident!!!so i angry and tell her tat i dun want to see alr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Really can't stand tis driver. i bless him with everyday tp fined him. and i wish him good luck with his life.If my bf ever ride like tat i sure i give him good fucking scolding.Drivers out there treasure ur life and others too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-113240515775120062?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/113240515775120062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=113240515775120062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113240515775120062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113240515775120062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2005/11/super-duper-angry.html' title='SUPER DUPER ANGRY'/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-113206843695778242</id><published>2005-11-15T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:34.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terrible day~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/1600/desktop_09_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7244/1415/320/desktop_09_1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Long time didn't update my blog...too busy to do so. Busy with work and schooling.Actually is quite tiring..tiring as in travelling.. but compare with work and schooling i still like schooling cos when u go to school u won't feel the stress there (although the topic is difficult to understand and rem)but better than work.when working time u can't concentrate on one thing at a time but schooling is different and u can see pple smiling at school as compare to work. My work place look like "zombies".They will work and work the whole of 8hrs(omg)...and u can't hear lots of laughters.I dun really like e environment ..too "dead" liao. wat's more horrible is tat u can hear pple toking very loud even the person whom she is toking to sitting next to them.Y can't they tok softer abit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Suffering from bad flu... dun feel like going to see doc..still waiting for it to recover by itself.Dun know hw i get it..(still thinking). Today suppose to go home early but end up work till 7.45pm..due to the stocks came in at 5.00pm and have to finish counting.If not boss tml come in will nag and make a mess of it.. so no choice lo.. hope tml everything will go smoothly cos i gt alot of things pile up and trying to clear it asap. Sometimes i thinking i only gt a pr of hands and my speed has alr reach the max liao. Y my senior still ask me to clear them asap. They themselves oso pile up alot of things wat..pple chasing for payment all tis... y senior can slowly do and we have to do faster.Nt only tat senior only do within their job scope and we have to do multi-task. Last time senior say when stocks come all have to help..end up my colleague and i do only.Nt my job oso wat but i see him do until so jialet then help lo...watever i can do i do lo.Some more wat i hate is tat some pple dun help but still can come and tell me "bye i m going home liao . happy working." Wow i tell u hor at tat time i really want to tell them off liao. Lucky now i knw hw to control my temper abit if like last time i alr shout at them liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Dun think i sit there quiet means u can push ur luck... everyone has their own limit of "ren". Wait one day i blow up it won't be a good thing liao..Shall pen up to here liao.Tml will be a better day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-113206843695778242?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/113206843695778242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=113206843695778242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113206843695778242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/113206843695778242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2005/11/terrible-day.html' title='terrible day~~~'/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-112690142727349816</id><published>2005-09-17T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:34.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unhappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;tonite i was very unhappy and upset, not because of the outing is not fun. is because my bf is angry with me. he dun like me going home late. but i still went till 3pm. today is kat last day of work so we went to celebrate. I alr told him tat i will going home late. then he was angry and told me off. i know tat he care abt me, worry abt my safety but kat and me have been friends for half a yr. and she really take good care for me. so in order not to spoil the mood i went 4 the outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reach ktv at 9.00pm, i msg him telling him tat i had reached there, but he did not reply. from that time onwards i was feeling sad cos he is angry liao. i know he won't sleep tat early. just tat he dun want to msg me only. i just want to tell him tat i know hw to take care of myself and i will be extra careful when going back late. through out the whole outing i was just feeling sad, unhappy and i feel like going home. but in order not to spoil my friends' mood , i have to pretend tat i m happy. so tat they won't get influence by my mood. i dun like tis feeling, cos i dun always go out late.is once a while only. i m really envy tat my friend's bf is understanding, will tell his gf tat enjoy herself , reach home msg him... but my bf won't do tat. he just say dun care u liao. u knoe tis kind of feeling is no gd. which spoilt my whole outing mood. i had waited for tis day to come and i was kind of like excited abt it. cos i finally can see my buddy liao. but when tis day come which is today i feel terrible is becos i know tat i will go until very late, and he will be very angry abt it. i scare he angry dun knw y. my character is like u angry ur business la... there is nothing to get angry abt it. i m not going with guys. i m going out with my gfs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no choice.. since i love him i have to accept wat he is. but i dun like it. everytime when i go out i have to worry tat will he get angry? shld i not join the outing? but the problem is i dun always go out. since i started my cos i seldom go out liao, i oso need gfs to pour out my feelings. i need to unwind myself since work &amp;amp; study is so stressful. but he just can't understand..... :...(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of him, i already change my temper although is not fully change.. but at least i try my best. i always gave in but he dun. he always promised to take me out but in the end stay at his hse whole day. tat one i close one eye open one eye. wat i m hurt is tat he said u only know kat for half a yr only. so y must go until so late, u know gers and gers tok or feeling is almost the same. so of cos my feeling to kat is like known for yrs. and i won't be seeing her much although when schooling can see la but is different lo. i m so used to that she is sitting beside me. toking to me , teaching me life hw to go on and so for. i dun know la, my heart now like a knife is stabbing at it, feeling so terrible~~~ i hope if there a chance my bf see my blog, i hope he can understand hw m i feeling. a couple shld trusted each other not to suspect.... learn hw to love an inperfect person....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-112690142727349816?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/112690142727349816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=112690142727349816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/112690142727349816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/112690142727349816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2005/09/unhappy.html' title='unhappy'/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-112573592492594416</id><published>2005-09-03T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:34.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE TIS FAMILY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i m damm fucking angry. my parents love my brother so much and he is not small liao. he already in the army liao. still my idiot parents fetch him to and fro. the worst thing is i can't understand my fucking brother treating his gf like a slave like tat. i feel like slapping and beat him up. from today onwards i tell myself i DUN HAVE TIS BROTHER. HE DIE OR ALIVE NOT MY BUSINESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i HATE my parents. DUN LIKE ME DUN GIVE BIRTH TO ME LA. I TOTALLY HATE TIS FAMILY. wat "tian xia fu mu duo shi ai zi nv" is all rubbish. i dun find my parents love me . they only pay attention to my brother and sister nia. they give them the best. and me wat do i get ?? in their heart wat m i to them? wat must respect parents ..i say is all bullshit. i will never them escpecially my mother.my aunts and her can put their own mother in the old aged home . wat is tis man .... tat's is their mother lei . shld take care of her although she gt illness all tis . but instead of taking care of my grandmother they (the daughters and sons of my grandmother) put her in the old aged home. after tis incident i learn hw to disrespect my parents cos they dun won't my respect. from small to sec sch the only one who loved and cared abt me is my grandmother. i love you grandmother. you are always in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;jan if u have the chance to read my blog, wat i advise u is "break off with my brother" he dun worth ur caring..... i believe u can find a better one than my brother. no need to treat him so good one. he is a man he shld do wat a man shld do. and not like a gigglo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-112573592492594416?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/112573592492594416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=112573592492594416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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outlet is coming up next sat. so everything have to prepare well.but when i had prepare my shedule liao and i won't follow.y? cos always gt emergency things come up one. when i m free the stocks dun come and when i plan to pack other things the stocks come.. and it will come alot one, like today. i really scare and stress tat i can't prepare the stocks for the new outlet in time.next week my cos will be starting and is one week two days one.. so won't have enough time to do the things.hw~~ hw~~ stress ar stress~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well think tml dun go the dinner liao. stay back and do as much as i can.come to think of the question tat next door colleague ask.."y nyo staff all seems like so stress like tat? work until non stop." wat can i answer.. just keep quiet lo cos i myself oso asking tis question.sigh~~ thought of changing job will be a better one but end up still the same as my ex company. wat the hell man..............................workload is driving me crazy~~ dun think so much go sleep now. zzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-112498249774590099?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/112498249774590099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=112498249774590099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/112498249774590099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/112498249774590099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2005/08/wat-busy-week.html' title='wat a busy week'/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-112438181039964348</id><published>2005-08-18T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:34.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>working life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;tis few days of working mood not so gd.. dun know y.. maybe my colleagues they all want to quit. they think tat tis company working lifestyle is too manually liao. they r not used to it. well as for me i dun get too much influence cos my department and their department is different. during lunch they always complain tat they fc is not up to standard but well no choice rite,boss like her can liao ma. wat for they concern so much.i know that the outlets pple sometimes are too much and they complain to the fc,fc oso do nothing but since u have work in tis company,is either u take it or leave it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i know that for the past few mths was very very stressed and busy, due to the roadshows(which every mth always gt one). me oso very busy and stressed ma,they are not the only one. somemore i one person doing all the stocks.and i mostly the one who ans the phone calls lor. i oso didn't complain much but pls lor during lunch time can dun complain it will affect my appetite. the stupid system is either hang or too slow, but u know la local company is always local company.u think they will spend the money to buy good systems? no lo they rather spend it on their stocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;colleagues see me like happy go lucky, always do funny action in front of them but life is like tat is either u happy or sad. i dun like to see them unhappy tat's y i make funny action for them to see lo. they all say me i work until numb. sometimes i myself oso think so . dun care so much lo, the company isn't urs and they make a profit do u think u will have a share? no lo. sometimes i oso dun feel like working ot(cos they dun give ot pay one!!instead they give u claim off days)but i gt really no choice have to finish up the stocks if not outlets won't have anything to sell. and when boss ask y no sales then i will be the one to blame for giving them the stocks late... shit rite everything seems like elaine's fault. pls lo i only 2hands and i have to handle 12outlets. next month one more outlet coming up. i think i will be super duper stress. somemore next mth got two roadshows at the same week even worse.. i can't think of it, i m really scare that i can't handle it well.better go sleep now if not tml will have no mood to work again. :...(&lt;/em&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/15327937-112438181039964348?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/112438181039964348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=112438181039964348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/112438181039964348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/112438181039964348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2005/08/working-life.html' title='working life..'/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15327937.post-112411884268335771</id><published>2005-08-15T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:33.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking of taking IT cos back again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i have been thinking of taking my it cos back again. cos i getting sick and tired of the company tat i working now. moreover i like "it" since sec sch and score quite gd. regret for stopping. i have been browsing the cos over these few mths but the schedule seems to be very tight. and somemore is on mon and wed, wed still ok for me but as for monday seems to be very very tight lei. cos monday ma sure have alot of work to do ma.of cos they have other days for the cos but the venue is far away from my workplace lei. guess tml tell my colleague 1st then see hw's the outcome.... if she agreed then of cos good la... if not then i dun know hw liao.time to sleep liao..hope tml will be a better day~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-112411884268335771?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/112411884268335771/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15327937.post-112377907117675268</id><published>2005-08-12T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:42:33.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st attempt of blogging~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yuppie finally i set up my own blog...considering for a long long time. cos dun know whether to set up one or not due to my laziness. But in the end i make up my mind to set up one. ok enough of all the rubbish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today i go to work,my mood is very good (dun knw y oso).. but when ard 10+ my buddy whom is oso my colleague told me tat she is leaving. I feel happy for her but at the same time i feel sad.. although we had known each other for few mths but we really get along very well. although sometimes cannot tahan her princessy but overall she still ok. Sad to see her leaving but wat to do.. no choice rite. Sign~~ guess she will find another good buddy when she goes to her new job.Sob..Sob...ok enough of her liao. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now i m listening to goodnite song which is sang by smufts... is a really nice goodnite song.I like it very much.....try to sleep now, close ur eyes,try to think of tml, all the stars wish u goodnite, so i switching off the lights.one more hug, one more smiles, kiss u onces, kiss u twice, i been here for a while, try to sleep now and close ur eyes~~~goodnite ZZZzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15327937-112377907117675268?l=charmey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/feeds/112377907117675268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15327937&amp;postID=112377907117675268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/112377907117675268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15327937/posts/default/112377907117675268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmey.blogspot.com/2005/08/1st-attempt-of-blogging.html' title='1st attempt of blogging~~'/><author><name>ga|_ey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787822650535175189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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></feed>
