<?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-20693033</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:46:26.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm the first.  i'm the next. i'm the end.</title><subtitle type='html'>tagboard's gone. leave a comment instead.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KoonPheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159345041680380852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/47/12/6922174/550225232l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20693033.post-1479941113611942674</id><published>2008-12-09T02:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:24:44.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn it to the ground</title><content type='html'>i hate exam.&lt;br /&gt;i mentioned that a million times.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i gonna say it again.&lt;br /&gt;I FK-ING HATE EXAMS WITH A CAPITAL F AND TOP IT OFF WITH A MIDDLE FINGER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am lame and retarded.&lt;br /&gt;what to do?&lt;br /&gt;blame exam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20693033-1479941113611942674?l=icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/feeds/1479941113611942674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20693033&amp;postID=1479941113611942674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/1479941113611942674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/1479941113611942674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/2008/12/burn-it-to-ground.html' title='Burn it to the ground'/><author><name>KoonPheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159345041680380852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/47/12/6922174/550225232l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20693033.post-5156073522734723455</id><published>2008-11-13T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T01:24:11.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Your Life.</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what it is, but i am feeling rather cranky for these past few days. Lacking of sleep may be the reason. Work had been rather packed plus the normal school day routine, i am like a walking zombie. The late night activity &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;improve&lt;/span&gt; the situation. No complains, it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MIA period in summary.&lt;br /&gt;- SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;- WORK&lt;br /&gt;- GEYLANG FOR SUPPER AFTER WORK PLUS SOCCER AT BUDGET HOTEL&lt;br /&gt;- I MISS-ED AVENUE Q (DAMN IT)&lt;br /&gt;- OBAMA BECAME THE 44TH PRESIDENT OF USA&lt;br /&gt;- WHITE TIGERS IN ZOO MAULED A MAN TO DEATH&lt;br /&gt;- YEO DIDI WEARING A CHEONGSUM! I SWEAR THAT WAS CLASSIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;- MATTHEW, FARID AND WEIQIN BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guessed that being 19, it will make someone see the world/people/situation around you more carefully. Anyone agree?&lt;br /&gt;Being 19 now, i feel that there is bound to be maturity growing inside you and kicking sense into you. I started working at the age of 15, stepped into different working industries and i had seen many things. Now enjoying myself in banquet, there is more people for me to observe.&lt;br /&gt;For these past one and a half year, i learned alot of things, met alot of friends and see alot of things that money cannot buy. I appreciate the faith and patience the people around me gave me. From being a hot-tempered noob to a service captain. The feeling of accomplishment was great, but no doubt there is this responsibility that you had to carry or in simple term lead by example.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my temper still got the better of me sometimes but there is some problems that people may always think that you are in the wrong. Pointing fingers at each other, stabbing each other in the back is very common in every work industries.&lt;br /&gt;"go with the flow, don' be a stone" This sentence kicked some sense into me. I can see the people whom i can trust and those fucking bastards who are just a piece of rotten shit trying to act like a flower.&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the random talking, i am rather happy at the hotel now, just that the pay needs to be increase. I got to slap DIDI everytime, see her in cheongsum and see her be the 1st ever woman(shemale) in amara to be in charge of the backlane. HAPPY RIGHT DIDI! I will upload your photo (the one wearing a cheongsum) when i transfer the picture to my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 1:22 and zombie me need to get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;sweet dreams everyone. good night everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20693033-5156073522734723455?l=icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/feeds/5156073522734723455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20693033&amp;postID=5156073522734723455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/5156073522734723455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/5156073522734723455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/2008/11/live-your-life.html' title='Live Your Life.'/><author><name>KoonPheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159345041680380852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/47/12/6922174/550225232l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20693033.post-8269181891849903449</id><published>2008-10-25T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T16:54:11.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>impulse</title><content type='html'>Holidays' gone and school is back.&lt;br /&gt;so much of a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;never really got to spend it well.&lt;br /&gt;at least it wasn't so boring compare to the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week of school had started but i barely went to school.&lt;br /&gt;Skipping lesson for work and e-trial plus a MC on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; for my pulled muscle.&lt;br /&gt;trust me, i was in so much pain that i couldn't even wear a shirt.&lt;br /&gt;typing this post require pain killers to ease the pain off my both arm.&lt;br /&gt;went nostalgia as i need my mom to help me wear a shirt and wash my hair.&lt;br /&gt;so much of a 19 years old boy behaving like a 3 years old kid.&lt;br /&gt;thinking about the good'ol days where i am still trying to take my first steps in doing almost everything from bathing to eating. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;enough said, i dont want to be in this situation anymore. truly untolerable.&lt;br /&gt;signing off here. see you all soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20693033-8269181891849903449?l=icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/feeds/8269181891849903449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20693033&amp;postID=8269181891849903449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/8269181891849903449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/8269181891849903449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/2008/10/impulse.html' title='impulse'/><author><name>KoonPheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159345041680380852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/47/12/6922174/550225232l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20693033.post-1190448305419509606</id><published>2008-09-30T03:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T03:59:23.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bounce!</title><content type='html'>One month into the holidays and i haven't been spending much time resting.&lt;br /&gt;Work, work and work and i am quite enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention that i haven't been boozing much. HIAK HIAK.&lt;br /&gt;Amara had been hectic for these past weeks, lots of weddings and seminars.&lt;br /&gt;Another 2 nepalese gone and the current batch of staff is bad.&lt;br /&gt;not so exciting and interesting like the previous batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't think of anything to blog at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;its 3:30am FYI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the tag by amelia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 unimportant obsessions:&lt;br /&gt;1) musics&lt;br /&gt;2) talk rubbish to people to irritate them&lt;br /&gt;3) oogling at chicks&lt;br /&gt;4) youtube/friendster/facebook/wikipedia/soccernet&lt;br /&gt;5) marlboro ice mint&lt;br /&gt;6) sleeping&lt;br /&gt;7) dig my nose&lt;br /&gt;8) laughing at fat people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I Want to Do before I Die:&lt;br /&gt;1) be famous and let the whole world know me so they will mourn for me when i die&lt;br /&gt;2) tour the world in 80 days&lt;br /&gt;3) get married and start a family&lt;br /&gt;4) groom my kids to be the next prime minister&lt;br /&gt;5) get a tattoo in david beckham style&lt;br /&gt;6) climb Mt.Everest&lt;br /&gt;7) win a olympic medal for singapore&lt;br /&gt;8) help in the mission to patch up the ozone layer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Movies I would watch over and over again:&lt;br /&gt;1) Spiderman 3&lt;br /&gt;2) America pie presents: beta house&lt;br /&gt;3) Kingdoms: Resurrection of the dragon&lt;br /&gt;4) The Warlords&lt;br /&gt;5) Death Note&lt;br /&gt;6) Transformer&lt;br /&gt;7) The day after tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;8) Death Race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 8 people:&lt;br /&gt;Any Tom Dick or Harry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am tired. will be back soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20693033-1190448305419509606?l=icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/feeds/1190448305419509606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20693033&amp;postID=1190448305419509606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/1190448305419509606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/1190448305419509606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/2008/09/bounce.html' title='Bounce!'/><author><name>KoonPheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159345041680380852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/47/12/6922174/550225232l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20693033.post-3090396150835510871</id><published>2008-08-18T03:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T04:21:26.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INSOMNIA</title><content type='html'>It's 4 in the morning and i couldn't sleep. Quite a long time since i had suffered from insomnia. I had been so busy for the past months that i can barely sleep a wink, and this few days, i had been sleeping like almost 12 hours a days. Well, busy period are still the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are coming so a break at Amara. Hope that the September and October period gonna be busy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AKU&lt;/span&gt; now is broke and with so much thing in my mind that i want. A new phone and at least some money to start saving up for my bike. Considering looking for a new job beside Amara, maybe some admin job with pay that i get to see at the end of the month so i wont spend it. Best is that i don't need to cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of new friends at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;starhub&lt;/span&gt; roadshow that i worked in recently. Cool job with easy money. Hopefully, the event company will have a number of roadshows during the holidays so i get to work with them again. The pay is definitely better than Amara so why not.&lt;br /&gt;I want a pack and busy holidays, hopefully with no supp paper.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, Amara HR will approve the rise of pay of service captain. i would gladly work at Amara 7 weeks a day with long long hours and cut my hair &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;botak&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HAH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Congratulation to Team Singapore for getting their first medal since 1960. Although with the help of china people, but the flag raised was still a Singapore flag. One clap out of 3 claps.&lt;br /&gt;- Fuck Newcastle for holding Manchester to a 1-1 draw.&lt;br /&gt;- Happy birthdays to Singapore, Jieyuan, Tay kok Hong, rosie.&lt;br /&gt;- Congratulation to me cause it gonna be schmuggling time for me tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEEYA WORLD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20693033-3090396150835510871?l=icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/feeds/3090396150835510871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20693033&amp;postID=3090396150835510871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/3090396150835510871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/3090396150835510871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/2008/08/insomnia.html' title='INSOMNIA'/><author><name>KoonPheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159345041680380852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/47/12/6922174/550225232l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20693033.post-5399730823633171811</id><published>2008-06-01T01:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T02:33:02.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky Deaky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ass shaken at a quarter to 2 and I’m &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;feelin&lt;/span&gt; your ready to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freak me Freak me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Body’s caught an applause you can hear us in the bathroom cutting up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freaky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Deaky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got just what we need &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hennessy&lt;/span&gt; and some weed light the candles up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freaky &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You inspire me with ecstasy got me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;feelin&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freaky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Deaky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i couldn't really get any inspiration to start this this post. so many problems swirling inside my mind now which is really Frustrating, with a capital f. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;term test and some other personal problem add up to alot of problem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;no longer in year 1, and i hav to face up to reality. 5 papers is a killa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;bas·tard [bas-terd]-–noun&lt;br /&gt;1. a person born of unmarried parents; an illegitimate child.&lt;br /&gt;2.Slang.&lt;br /&gt;a vicious, despicable, or thoroughly disliked person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i am not born of unmarried parents and i am not a vicious, despicable or thorougly disliked person (in my opinion). But i am starting to think twice of what i had done recently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it's hard to break a relationship if someone regard you as her mate while you dont'really think like-wise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and when someone really think that you are her mate and start holding on to you so tightly that you feel restricted in whatever thing you do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;what will most of you do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i dont feel anything wrong with me giving that someone a cold shoulder or in a meaner term, ignore her completely. maybe most of you will suppose that ignoring her is very inresponsible or cowardly. i have no comments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I had been living in myself for 19 years and i seriously know my character thorougly well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;being straight foward does not do any good either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;he/she may think that you are mean or cruel. but the truth may not be pleasing thing to hear. geddit? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ignoring someone or giving someone the cold shoulder naturally show that someone is not interested and you can just jolly well bug off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;maybe that person is too dumb to understand or whatever reason in clinging on, then she seriously need 2 tight slap to wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;call me ruthless, cruel, meanie, bastard, coward i dont care. i just trust what i am doing and i know what i am doing. dont go crying to other and ask them to relay messages to me becasue i dont care and i dont want to know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;maybe after all these years of living, i really am a bastard and someone need to slap some sense to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but i have been in this kind of situation one too many time and i am real sick of handling it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;everybody have a devil and angel inside them and its up to them to show which side of them on whoever deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i did realize my mistake in stepping into the wrong path but i idn't know there isn't any exit for me to leave so i have to try any means i could think of to show that i am not intersted. someone need to get hurt and i am sorry its you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oh, by the way, i am not calling you a bastard if you are born from unmarried parent or you are a illegetimate child, that's the dictionary definition for your info. sorry if it ofend you in any way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;alright, instead of a post which seem like me venting out my frustration, maybe some thing more intersting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;haven't been really sleeping early for the past few days because of wikipedia. AHA, i can search for all those good for nothing things like kinder surprise, marlboro, nutella, skippy peanut butter, milo. i even searched singapore, singapore football team, mr ong teng cheong, mr goh chok tong, mr lee hsien looong. The best search should be reserve to mr lee kwan yew. i didn't knew that he got a english name call harry! how cool can that be. bet no one ever know bout this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;alright, of to find my darling(my bed),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;signing off,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mr meanie, cruel, bastard koon pheng.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OXOX ( XOXO is boring, thus the change&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/20693033-5399730823633171811?l=icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/feeds/5399730823633171811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20693033&amp;postID=5399730823633171811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/5399730823633171811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/5399730823633171811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/2008/06/freaky-deaky.html' title='Freaky Deaky'/><author><name>KoonPheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159345041680380852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/47/12/6922174/550225232l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20693033.post-6990473928922710535</id><published>2008-05-22T17:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T18:05:18.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My moves are white. (wadsyaname?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I guess i have nothing better to other than blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go to school today, partly of sore eye, stomach upset and the CHAMPIONS LEAGUE FINAL.&lt;br /&gt;Although the final play a huge role for me not going to school but my stomach is feeling terrible that i got 2 days MC from the doc. KUA KUA KUA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its's the fifth weeek already since school start and i am VERY VERY VERY impressed with this semester freshie and my different class. with chicks in school, going to school is a extra motivation. HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;school starts = less work = more personal time&lt;br /&gt;school starts = less cigarette = more time for soccer, joggin and swimming.&lt;br /&gt;i am not lying when i say i jog and swim. YES, i finally drag my lazy body to the park and jog. healthy lifestyle yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been stepping into unnecessary trouble again. this time into a piece of huge dung, no matter how hard i shrug it off, it dosen't go. as if this dung had a scribbling on it which say 'for life'. Damn, very very very very troubled and aku need a solution. fast i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ey shawty, shawty, shawty wadsyaname is, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wadsyaname is, Wadsyaname is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said now shawty, shawty, shawty, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;whatcha yo sign, Ey whatcha yo sign, Ey whatcha yo sign, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ey, I said now shawty, shawty, shawty, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;where yo man, Ey where yo man, Ey where yo man, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said now ey shawty, shawty,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go n do yo dance, Go do yo dance, Go do yo dance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/20693033-6990473928922710535?l=icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/feeds/6990473928922710535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20693033&amp;postID=6990473928922710535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/6990473928922710535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/6990473928922710535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-moves-are-whites-wadsyaname.html' title='My moves are white. (wadsyaname?)'/><author><name>KoonPheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159345041680380852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/47/12/6922174/550225232l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20693033.post-3723583470280679484</id><published>2008-04-17T18:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T19:53:35.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That green gentleman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not a single salty tear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not a feeling in my chest &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby I'm feeling no stress &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm too fly to be depressed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ooh, please don't worry bout me I'm fine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only gonna play the fool one time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trust me when I say That I'll be ok &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go on girl &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Negative feelings aside, i guess there's nothing much to be troubled about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Luck wasn't on my side i suppose with everythings gone. Lost my psp, mp3 and the phone died on me on a single day. my dear zippo left me the next day. in conclusion, money flew away and left my wallet wounded. damn it. Rest assured, i wont be so thick-skin to ask you people to donate to my recovery fund. i got the ability to make up for my losses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;school's gonna start and i got to say my timetable is pretty good. with two module retaking this sem, i got to work very hard.its sucks when u gonna lack behind a sem. but what to do? seriously i cannot wait for the sem to start and i dont know why, maybe school gna make time pass quickly? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;work is a bummer. amara seriously need a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; change of management. maybe from my point of view, but seriously the management is so obsessed wth cutting costs that banquet part-timer are feeling the sting. now with the service captain and storeman reduced from the roster, it means more competition for bookings and with no weedings until may, everyone is complaining. i just got 2 days of bookings cancel because of cutting cost and i am in desperate need of money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;by cutting away the storman shift of 10-4 and a labour fee of 33 bucks is satisfying to the so call cutting cost. then the hotel is a miser. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This things prove how screwed up it is now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Management can change the potatoes chips from a local brand to pringles and charge $4++ for a CAN of coke ( at least 4 times more expensive than supermarket) and they want to save on $33)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- blame banquet on our poor service because there is no weddings. (bloody hell, no couple want to get married then blame us and who the hell want to get married on qing ming festival)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- we are not allowed to go out with guests even after work ( ah, want to interfere with who we mix and what friend we choose)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- our hair must have army standard (see, they think they are our teacher or parents, neat and short is not enough, army standard)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- smoking is a PRIVILEGE and not an ENTITLEMENT. staff can only smoke during lunch break. ( still got privilege and entitlement siol, those who smoke 10 or 20 years of cigarettes will die)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;see, get my point? their thinking is absurb. i know that we may not know what the mangement is going through. overbudget of whatever nonsense they could think of. i think they should stay into the casual labour shoe of working for own allowance an needs instead of enjoying monthly payout which can be enought to feed 3 or 4 people. whatever it is. i have no stand to talk to them because whatever they say is correct. whatever it is, a pretty screwed up hotel. enough said, it wouldn't make any difference.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I don't have to climb the highest mountain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't have to sail the seven seas. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I don't have to push myself through desert sands &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause she's gonna find me here. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't have to put on all my best clothes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't have to put on a show. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I don't have to act like a total stranger &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cause she's gonna find me here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&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/20693033-3723583470280679484?l=icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/feeds/3723583470280679484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20693033&amp;postID=3723583470280679484' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/3723583470280679484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/3723583470280679484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/2008/04/that-green-gentleman.html' title='That green gentleman.'/><author><name>KoonPheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159345041680380852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/47/12/6922174/550225232l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20693033.post-8193134270492856256</id><published>2008-03-04T01:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T01:19:52.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhythm of rain</title><content type='html'>Exam are over and the holidays are HERE!&lt;br /&gt;Supp paper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gna&lt;/span&gt; be a bummer and i pray that i can manage to pass all the 3 paper.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; care is a D or what-so-ever. at least there wont be any supp to spoil my holidays. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having late nights after exam. unable to recover &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;frm&lt;/span&gt; the lack of sleep over the study period yet still work early and party till late. But the best thing of the week is visiting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mustafa&lt;/span&gt; centre for the first time in my 19 years. call me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ku&lt;/span&gt; or turtle. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have a good impression all along but because its 24 hours so we drop by there since we had nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Other than the smell i cannot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt;, the place was not as bad as what i predicted. Chocolates, gold accessories, clothes, food everywhere. so i know what's call a paradise for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;indians&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;neeway&lt;/span&gt;, got tag by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;amelia&lt;/span&gt; to do this. i think it's damn freaking gay for me to do it.&lt;br /&gt;BUT SHE INSISTED IN ME DOING THIS GAY STUFF. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;kua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;kua&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Link the person who tagged you&lt;br /&gt;- Post the rules on your blog&lt;br /&gt;- Share seven random and/or weird facts about yourself on your blog&lt;br /&gt;- Tag seven random people at the end of your post, and include links to their blogs&lt;br /&gt;- Leave a comment on their blogs so that they know they have been tagged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagging: NO ONE. because i am too lazy to tag people and find out his/her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;url&lt;/span&gt; and i think this tagging thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;shld&lt;/span&gt; stop. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; here goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I punch whatever thing around me whenever i am angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I am so lazy that i like to piss like a woman. (which means i sit down rather than standing up and piss, and i hate people who piss on the toilet bowl cover in public places.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i never wear any black colour shirt to bed. I have this thinking that mosquitoes like to suck on people who wear black shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love my hair but i hate facial hair and nipple hair.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; dare to shave away the hair on my face, which is making me look like a monkey now and i pluck away nipple hair whenever it grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I wear boxer only when i at home and i never dare to wear boxer out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i am freaking picky about my food. i hate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;corianders&lt;/span&gt;, green pea, onions, pepperoni etc, on my food. i will specially pick out all those food before eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i have prejudice against girls/woman with curly hair. I laugh out loud whenever i see one. their hair always remind me of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;maggi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;mee&lt;/span&gt;. The worse thing is that recently &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;amara&lt;/span&gt; have a part timer with curly which made me laugh out of control. sorry, girls with curly, u all are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;FUNNEH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am done with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;this gay thing. PHEW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ork at 7am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;. i better get my ass to the bad now. BYE world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20693033-8193134270492856256?l=icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/feeds/8193134270492856256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20693033&amp;postID=8193134270492856256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/8193134270492856256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/8193134270492856256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/2008/02/rhythm-f-rain.html' title='Rhythm of rain'/><author><name>KoonPheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159345041680380852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/47/12/6922174/550225232l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20693033.post-1367976403034776827</id><published>2008-02-25T02:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T02:23:56.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When u say nothing at all.</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, its 2.15 nw and my paper is at 9.30.&lt;br /&gt;best thing is i have 2 paper tmr.&lt;br /&gt;about&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;more hours and i still cannot finish my DFund.&lt;br /&gt;done the exam questions but got no answer. pui.&lt;br /&gt;don't even know if i got the answer right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr gonna past fast with 2 papers and one last mugging session before liberation will be declared. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOHOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for tuesday to come.&lt;br /&gt;gonna get back to my books, the&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; shitface dfund&lt;/span&gt; is asking me back. ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what happened?&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/20693033-1367976403034776827?l=icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/feeds/1367976403034776827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20693033&amp;postID=1367976403034776827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/1367976403034776827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/1367976403034776827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-u-say-nothing-at-all.html' title='When u say nothing at all.'/><author><name>KoonPheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159345041680380852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/47/12/6922174/550225232l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20693033.post-8838043700125347156</id><published>2008-02-20T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T00:45:43.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT AGAIN.</title><content type='html'>Here come the moment which i hate having.&lt;br /&gt;Its EXAM AGAIN. not term test but main examination.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, should be enjoying the new year but pathetic me have to spend it at mac doing revision.&lt;br /&gt;Exam is such a spoiler, a short-lived chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;Sick of MChicken ,the fries(be it twister or normal) and even the green tea.&lt;br /&gt;praying to every god for good luck, may the time pass by fast and i can pass every paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Desperate for changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Starving for truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Closer to where I started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chasing after you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm falling even more in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Letting go of all I've held onto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm standing here until you make me move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm hanging by a moment here with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Forgetting all I'm lacking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Completely incomplete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'll take your invitation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You take all of me now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm falling even more in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Letting go of all I've held ontoI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;'m standing here until you make me move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm hanging by a moment here with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm living for the only thing I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm running and I crash sure where to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And I don't know what I'm divin' into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just hanging by a moment here with you&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing else to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;There is nothing else to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;There is nothing in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;That could change my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;There is nothing else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;There is nothing else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;There is nothing else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;-Lifehouse&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/20693033-8838043700125347156?l=icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/feeds/8838043700125347156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20693033&amp;postID=8838043700125347156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/8838043700125347156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/8838043700125347156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/2008/02/not-again.html' title='NOT AGAIN.'/><author><name>KoonPheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159345041680380852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/47/12/6922174/550225232l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20693033.post-6388823028875070300</id><published>2008-01-01T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T23:51:26.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 2008!</title><content type='html'>Its a new year and 2007 is history.&lt;br /&gt;Dont'know why this year had past amazingly fast compared to last year.&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at 2007,&lt;br /&gt;- gotten back the much anticipated 'o' level. went into temasek poly.&lt;br /&gt;i have to admit that since school start, everyday pass quickly.&lt;br /&gt;- I quit RSH and joined Amara. I am wondering why i stay in RSH for one and a half year rather than joining Amara earlier. Amara was great, time pass fast abd nore income as well as working as and when i like. Made a whole lot of friends while working there.&lt;br /&gt;- had my 18th birthday with the gang and i am legal to get cigarettes, enter clubs and watch M!8 show.&lt;br /&gt;- started smoking (duh, 18 alr), got my virgin clubbing experience, and two relationship.&lt;br /&gt;- Spent the holidays in Genting/KL, christmas with the guys which was da sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much but the memories were great.&lt;br /&gt;Spent my new year in Amara. Got this gala dinner at the lobby which was fabulous, the food, as well as pretty hot chics. I can still remember that at the stroke of 12, a few of us were pouring ballons down to the dancefloor. freaking happening and a whole lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now looking at 2008, many more happening things are coming up. hopefully 2008 will be more amazing and fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;New year resolution -&lt;br /&gt;pass the freaking maths ,&lt;br /&gt;less smoking( i really hope),&lt;br /&gt;and need to keep my temper in check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever new year resoultion, just hope that 2008 will be BIGGER AND BETTER!&lt;br /&gt;happy new years everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20693033-6388823028875070300?l=icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/feeds/6388823028875070300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20693033&amp;postID=6388823028875070300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/6388823028875070300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20693033/posts/default/6388823028875070300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icucicu-ucicuci.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-2008.html' title='Hello 2008!'/><author><name>KoonPheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159345041680380852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/47/12/6922174/550225232l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
