<?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-11866508</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:07:39.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HamsterPortal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-3547774895678601158</id><published>2008-05-28T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T17:55:11.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a Good daY</title><content type='html'>this morning got an appointment at saf mmi at 10:20am to check up on my right eye. reach there at 10am wen registering e medic say my appointment is at 2:10pm!!! on phone tell me 10:20 nw is 2:10 wth...e medic check see can push my time up anot but can't &gt;.&lt; then they ask me come back at 2:10. so i went down call n sms ppl those who study at nus n ask where can slack. ans no where to go so went to a near by canteen n sit, sleep n wait till 1:45 then i can't tahan le somemore raining n canteen alot of ppl, i went up to see e medic again to register this time was another medic he just register me lol. den they keep asking my ord date told them le they sian 1/2 haha at there still wait for my turn to see e MO, 1 medic tested my vision n ask some Qs den wait awhile b4 another 1 come put eye drops (3 drops each eye) to open my pupil first drop was abit irritating to e eye after tat went in to see the MO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got another guy think nsf de cpl look like very tough 1 no.4 n boot up there 1 but put 1 drop le, he can't tahan den e next 2 drops he like want to cry le e medic doing it laughing also haha after driping e drops he wait for the medic to go then he go toilet to don't know do what lol...after that the medic tell me do a survey then can go le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trip back was like blur vision i only can see far n dim area not eye can't open, reach my house mrt bought mac n now typing this entry n biting my burger lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my vision coming back le soon can contonue play RO haha...then just found out the laptop i want to get de not selling le check on hp.com.sg tx2000 series but dun knw why US de still hv then this model n can custom build de T.T but i saw another model about e same 1 want de almost e same but not tablet only. HP Pavilion dv3000 Entertainment Notebook  S$ 2,299 http://h10010.www1.hp.com/wwpc/sg/en/ho/WF06a/1090709-1116637-1116665-1116665-1116665-81813090.html. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the laptop i want is $1699 student price normal price is $2699http://www.notebookreview.com/default.asp?newsID=4204&amp;review=HP+Pavilion+tx2000 (this is custom build) i rather pay another $400 for for e custom 1 as it got alot better spec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just waiting for the pc show on 12-15 june to see they still got the laptop i want for student price. haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw the mac points thing ending this 31 may so those wif points faster go up it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-3547774895678601158?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/3547774895678601158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/3547774895678601158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2008/05/not-good-day.html' title='Not a Good daY'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-8506337164667990382</id><published>2007-12-23T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T11:52:23.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining Days</title><content type='html'>Yst super sad lar suppose to play paintball wif the guys and gals then it rain so cancel sian... so in the end justin, yd and me head down to AMK to walk walk and chill out. went to a games shop then saw one of the Gundam models i was looking for bought it for $80 after discount but still worth bah cos is master grade de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gundam.info/uploads/image/20071124134225-22788.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic taken for hardware zone one of the forum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-8506337164667990382?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/8506337164667990382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/8506337164667990382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2007/12/raining-days.html' title='Raining Days'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-5554684285116604912</id><published>2007-07-22T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T12:04:52.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Days Gone By</title><content type='html'>Fri 20 jul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with justin in the afternoon at bugis to look for present but we can't really decide what to buy, so we decide to walk around e place first as it been a long time since i went shopping and been in a shopping center. justin also wanted to get a bag pack for the next day at sentosa, so we headed down to bugis street to get it and back to parco as i was looking for a watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a casio at a shop which is alot cheap den in a casio shop there lol. the last watch i had was since sec 1 haha, as the shops at e 3rd floor where EDGE was were gone we decide to head to suntech, first thing we went to e arcade, then to carrefour as i need to get weights for training i been going side ways le &gt;.&lt; carrying around 10kg of weights with some help from justin we went down to e last place at RF place to get something to eat justin initro me a store CHIPPY a british store which sells bite size fish, chicken, calamari, hotdog and fried mar bars the store is opps dounut factory, i ordered chicken and justin fish both were nice. next time will go there buy again =) after look for e present but still no avile we decide to consult the rest the next day and left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat 21 jul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning wake up early to prepare to go to harbour front mrt to meet up with the guys and gals, when i reach there only justin was there as usual the rest was late lol =x we went to vivo to look for atm as i forgot to draw some before comming after hunting around for a long time we went to info counter to ask (p.s. the counter was not open when we went there earlier on -.-) after getting some cash we went down to harbour front mac to get breakfast and meet the rest. after eating the girls detour to get some stuff  and off to the tram station after reaching there they forgot to get drinks so some girls went to get, when they got back it started to rain and our sprites got low took the tram over and another tram to the beach saw that ST having fuction sprties got even lower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the girls decide to bookin first as there was little shelter around so we form 2 group team of 5 to enter the resort as they restrict only 5 ppl for a person who check in can bring. first thing entering e room and after putting down e things i notice a glass pane beside the toilet wall. just byb sitting by the bed you can see everything in the toliet especially the toilet bowl  as it was facing you lol O.&lt; then nat had to go so all the girls except joy and wei shan sent nat off. and we stuck in the room nothing to do, we can only watch tv, bluetooth hp and wifi psp lol stuck there for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain stop the girls came back then we all were starving so head back to vivo to get some food the girls brought us to a hong kong cafe can't remember the name, service was bad didn't tell us that the baking oven was spoil before we enter as 1/3 of the menu was for bake rice and stuff -.- we thought we were changing place so ordered some light bites so food was like sharing around the 2 tables haha after a while decided not to change place so we place our order. eric got a peppermint drink it came with 1 cup with mint and a can of sprite lol after mixing the 2 and guess what he got SPRITE ICE wahaha. the people there forgot some of the girls orders so we waited for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner went to get the present and the open area at the top to play some games (cluedo), took some pics and yd, justin, eric and me bid farewell and went to giant to get charcoal for ivan bbq, for sam he went home. head down to ecp to the pit ate some food, talk and crap as it was quite late le we took cab home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;ok this is for YD check for grammer, vocab, spelling and punchuation mistakes in this entry wahahha jkjk lol =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-5554684285116604912?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/5554684285116604912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/5554684285116604912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2007/07/days-gone-by.html' title='The Days Gone By'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-7331781692195350331</id><published>2007-04-23T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T00:50:26.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>Just finish watching the anime show Busou Renkin. overall the show is about friendship, love and duty. close to the ending it was touching as it showed bond of love between e lovers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i kinda feeling empty inside, life can be a pain in e ass sometimes but that's the part n parcel of life. e makes me think of why each person is living for and what is giving them the strength to do it. as for me i dun really have any as option for uni is out got reject again. just passing each day carelessly. just looking at the sky, moon and stars can brighten each of my day, everytime i looked up i always got this warm feeling inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*when there is warmth in your heart you will always feel alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*life can be meaningless but it won't last forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-7331781692195350331?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/7331781692195350331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/7331781692195350331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2007/04/feelings.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-1509716720475183068</id><published>2007-04-10T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:12:21.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things</title><content type='html'>had some time to think about some stuff, find that life is like very still for me, everyday is a routine. always finding problems here n there due to some ppl, simple things which need to be done also dun want to do properly. getting tired of keep telling them the same thing over n over again. why does ppl always hv to taste the bitterness b4 learning to prevent or avoid it ever happening again. very tired of facing this shit again n again. most ppl always doing things without even thinking of how it will affect others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is really going down the drain lately, most of e time wondering what m i living for? what is the purpose of it? life is tough but the fire for challenge is dying away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;who can understand this pain i am feeling and going through?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;where did my happiness go to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*respect can only be earn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*peace can be obtain from the heart and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-1509716720475183068?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/1509716720475183068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/1509716720475183068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2007/04/things_3547.html' title='Things'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-6076870864884603994</id><published>2007-03-25T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T19:56:30.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long break</title><content type='html'>well it been a long time since i took off day from NS, so i took 2 days off so i can rest till thur n go back camp on fri morning. As it is not easy for me to clear my leave n off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeasterday meet up with my camp mates to have a farewell dinner for 1 of our old bird at our emplacement as he is migrating to canada to stay and study. what a lucky and sad guy as canada is a nice place but his friends are all here. we met at 6pm n head down to sakura buffet at summerset see the Q wah super long sia but lucky we book our sits e day before. ate quite alot only thing wasted was i didn't had desert cos too full liao -.- after dinner some of us left to meet friends. some went ktv n rest went to play pool. ktv was like super ex lor on weekends even thought some who went got money problem -.- so left 4 of us, our friend who's going off brought us to a place he always play pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the place was e Labyrinth not a bad place to chill out n place pool. the place was near parklane there just few meters away from e KBOX. there are 2 rooms 1 is a pub e place was like nice sia all leather sofa wif pillow, the drinks was cheap compared to clubbing area n music was not bad. the other room was for pool, e tables there all 9ft clean n gd tables but only thing missing was e line or dot for racking e balls. we ordered a pine of hoe's garden each (500ml cup) we played n drinked till 11.30pm before we bid farewell to one another. on e way home it started raining heavy. many thoughts ran through my mind, walked in e rain awhile before reaching my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*somethings never change, getting used to it is e only way&lt;br /&gt;*wishing the only wish i hope for to happen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-6076870864884603994?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/6076870864884603994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/6076870864884603994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2007/03/long-break.html' title='Long break'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-117059371517240393</id><published>2007-02-04T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T20:55:15.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>for pass few months i have seen many ppl n things changing around me maybe is due to isolation in NS n e outside world. places i used to go changed alot as new buildings come up or rebuild. ppl i once knew b4 also change to better or worse. some just of small things make it very big, can even tell u they seen yr true colors but for some manys years liao i been seeing thiers n just keeping quiet cos they are my friends as those are just minor stuff. haiz oh well life still must go on each leading thier own path n i lead mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen NS started sometimes i have feelings like something going to happen to me, sometimes it does sometimes doesn't happen, worrying n scare of stuff like ghost, snake, big spiders, getting shot somewhere, etc. after awhile these things doesn't affect me anymore as thy has 1 life thy must live it through it with out any fear. most of e times you just have to stay clam n handle it. nw can catch snakes with out fear lol as i helped to catch 1 e other day in my bunk as e came in, in e middle of e night. as for life threating stuff, if u have tried to avoid or prevent it but it still happens u also can't really do much about it, only got 1 phrase "suck thumb n hack it" dying is part of life some ppl are long some are short. spending too much time worrying is just wasting it why not live it to e fullest as wen e time comes you have no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for love part, many can't really escape it but wat to do only can wait. mood can really swing as i felt it many times during NS. seen many break ups and newly couples amoung my army mates. can't really share hw i really feel to many ppl as things will link here there den it get worse. finding some1 whom dun knw yr friends n sharing it is a better thing as they can tell u somethings about that you also didn't know or think about b4. it's not tat i dun wan to tell is tat i dun wan other ppl life to be affected cos of mei knw you will say you got to fight for it but i rather go through it alone, wen e time comes n i really need to say out i will do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Day or night the sky is e best place to ease e pain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-117059371517240393?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/117059371517240393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/117059371517240393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2007/02/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-116955876622374665</id><published>2007-01-23T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T21:26:06.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Noong Noong time nv update liao. most of e time spend wen book out was to catch up wif friends to go out, animes, games and some thoughts of wat i'm going to do after NS n prepare for them. As i can't really type anything about NS here as it will get me to visit DB or never ending signing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sat went to joy chalet to celebrated her n justin's bday went off early as need to book in e morning e next day super sian n tired haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*somethings are best untold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-116955876622374665?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/116955876622374665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/116955876622374665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2007/01/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-116212029844179435</id><published>2006-10-29T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T19:19:31.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat outing</title><content type='html'>well it's a long time since i blog, as i can't blog about wat i did during NS, they say it is classified info so only can suck thumb, den also last few weekends nv go out so nth to blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out yst wif karen, tze yong, wei shan n her bro to watch e movie silk at orchard cine. e show was alright not scary, abit touching, abit lame overall if u got nth to watch den can watch it. after e movie went to wheellock to get wei shan hp n hv dinner at sake. ate about $109 in total i think. den off we went to cine again to check e pool there but it was full so we head down to parklane to play while tze yong went home n wei shan bro went play lan game. play till about 12.30 den i took cab home n e rest took bus home. just like tat 1 weekend pass n next week sat burn le cos got training sian. dun knw wat time den will reach home on tat day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-116212029844179435?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/116212029844179435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/116212029844179435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/10/sat-outing.html' title='sat outing'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-115968572980135177</id><published>2006-10-01T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T19:34:02.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outing</title><content type='html'>yst went out wif justin, yd, karen, wei shan, ivan, lian (join us later at dinner time), irene (join us wen our bowling ending) n yp (join us at movie time). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e first 6 of us met up at TM went walk walk around, can say things still e same there not like other places in town tat change alot. after walking around we went to take bus to safra n play 2 games of bowling.it been a long time since i bowl le. e balls also feel like lighter lol. e scores not bad also. while we were bowling a couple came to bowl on e next lane beside us. e guy nv went to take any balls den he pick up one of ours den can ask me "got lighter one"? i was just stun lor use r balls we took 1 n can ask us got lighter 1 lol. den i told him e racks behind got lighter ones. n off he went wif his gf to choose e balls. after bowling we all went to TM e restorant something like crystal jade de (forgot e name). we order quite alot of food eat n eat n eat. e eat full full le den still got left over n i clear dem lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat there tok tok den walk walk around again den watch movie (rob b hood) haha it was a nice show funny, sad n nice lol after e movie we all took cab home n den off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*seems tat nw adays i spent time toking on e phone at night&lt;br /&gt;*still waiting for e ans for tat question&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-115968572980135177?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/115968572980135177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/115968572980135177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/10/outing.html' title='outing'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-115902405544561661</id><published>2006-09-23T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T23:07:35.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>something bad happened in my family last wed morning n i only knew it wen i came home from NS yst night. haiz just feeling very low n sad. hiding e tears and sadness from everyone. i dun really knw wat to do nw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*life is just sad for me nw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-115902405544561661?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/115902405544561661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/115902405544561661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/09/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-115850461163629877</id><published>2006-09-17T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T22:51:19.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>what are dreams really? sometimes the dreams you dreamt will come true, sometimes it won't but how do we know when it will happen. can say it's quite scary as you will have nightmares sometime. can we really predict the future through dreams? most of the time it just a normal daily life event that will happen from dreams. why didn't the happy or sad dreams happen? sometimes i wonder are we living in a world that repeat it self. why are we having this type of dreams and it happening? life just have many interesting things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wish that dream today really happen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-115850461163629877?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/115850461163629877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/115850461163629877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/09/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-115843424409085981</id><published>2006-09-17T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T03:17:24.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day</title><content type='html'>today met up wif yd, karen, yp, lian, shan, wei an n miao. for late lunch at swensens i had only a milkshake (thin mint) as i ate at home be i came. after tat went shopping e gals except lian bought stuff from herren. den we ahead down to far east to collect karen shoes which she paid at herren but collect at far east as there was no stock there. after walking awhile wei an n miao went off. den we went to gelare to had a waffer ice cream, 4 ppl yd, shan, lian n me share 1 "large" lol. karen n yp ate 1 "large". den waited for joyce n her bf to come den we head down to scots crystal jade for dinner. first time eating at crystal jade can say e food not bad but not fulling lol. it's kinda ex too service was very gd lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner karen n yp left to go pubbing. den e rest of us went down to cine to meet nat n her bro i think (dun really knw his identity) to play LAN game (DOTA) lol. exiciting match it was lol, after tat joyc n her bf wnt home n rest went to park lane to play snooker n pool. snooker match was from normal to dull lol as almost every1 can't hit in e balls execpt the taico queen (nat) haha she really very taico today wack any ball it just go in for snooker n pool. before it gets more dull we change to pool there was when lian become high scream here n there lol.after awhile yd went home, e rest of us continue play till e point my eyes wan close le den anyhw wack le lol played till 2am i think den off we go to take cab home. e 4 of dem share 1 cab n i took 1 myself home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today outting was alright many ppl came but left early lol long time since had this many ppl outing le dun knw wen will hv this type of outing again haiz. tmr will be going in for training le later need to pack e stuff to bring in, kinda lazy also just no mood to do stuff nw. on the way home many things came to my mind n thinking about my life n hw has it been for e pass few years. i dun knw am i happy or sad wif my life nw anot just tat like no feeling for it le passing by each day just like tat can't really bothered about time n date too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wat do i really wan in my life, can't find e goal for it.&lt;br /&gt;*feel tat i getting to lose hope for many things, just feel so empty nw.&lt;br /&gt;*do i really need someone in order to move on in life?&lt;br /&gt;*been having this sad feeling for pass few days, what can i do to over come this feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~really need a hug, shoulder to cry on or someone to comfort me~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-115843424409085981?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/115843424409085981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/115843424409085981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/09/last-day.html' title='Last day'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-115833842746802898</id><published>2006-09-16T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T14:32:45.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd last day</title><content type='html'>2 days more b4 booking into new training area. dun knw how is it going to be like there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole day slack again from last sunday till today do nth most of e time rot at home. had to format my com due to a worm which can't be detected by scanners, it eats up the cpu usage till the com lag like hell. only 1 system processor running n it using 100% of cpu useage -.- windows updates nw can really wait very long to update sia spent almost e whole day do it damn slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today got an sms from her, she just had a quarrel n was crying. called her up n asked her wat happen den cheer her up by toking about some stuff n fun times. after awhile she stop crying n we continue to tok about food n my posting lol. den she ended the call as she had to go for dinner. at least i knw she will look for me wen she is down, to tok to or to cheer her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*things will always happen for a reason&lt;br /&gt;*look at the problems in different views&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-115833842746802898?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/115833842746802898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/115833842746802898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/09/2nd-last-day.html' title='2nd last day'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-115806645323364176</id><published>2006-09-12T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T21:11:27.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another day</title><content type='html'>nw adays like very hard to find the right friend(s) to tok about personal things. they just dun gif a tot about how u really feel n wat they say can even hurt u. y r ppl becoming more n more selfish n cold hearted as they grow older. shouldn't they be wiser n more mature in thinking n speaking haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once awhile a person will feel down n need some1 to tok to or to comfort. most ppl i knw take it like the world owe them a living. y can't ppl look things in another way. "what is yours is yours, what is not yours is not yours". i knw you can fight for wat you wan but did any1 think of wat will be the end result after tat n the "cause n effect" tat will affect others n love ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is nv easy but it will be better wen u hv friends n love ones to help u along the way even though they can't be always be there but wat if they can't be there wen u need them? how will you face e problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*will have to walk this path alone again, as time will heal wounds but it will never heal all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thx you for the beautiful last moments &amp; memories&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-115806645323364176?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/115806645323364176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/115806645323364176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-day.html' title='another day'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-115789865097487680</id><published>2006-09-10T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T22:31:41.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A nice story</title><content type='html'>Jun was veri charming &amp; many girls couldn't help falling in love with him... therefore, he became quite a flirt... As for Jen, she was an ordinary girl with average looks... Although there were quite a number of guys chasing her, Jen only had Jun in her heart...although She knew that one day Jun would eventually leave her... she still continued to love him wholeheartedly... Jen loves rainy days...she &lt;br /&gt;loves playing in the rain, &amp; whenever Jun wanted to join her, she'll always stop him from joining... Jun then ask her: "Why don't yOu let me join you?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen replied:" Err..er..because i don't want you to fall sick... " Jun then ask her again:"If playing in the rain will make me fall sick, then why are you still doing it?" But each time Jen will always keep quiet &amp; smile at him... Although Jun was`t able to join her, he felt happy... To him, as long as Jen was happy, he'll be happy as well... However, nothin last long... Jun soon fell for another girl after two months. He even love the girl more deeply den he love Jen.. One day, while Jun &amp; Jen were having their dinner , Jun told Jen that this would be their last dinner together... Jen looked at him... She knew dat this was going to happen, but she &lt;br /&gt;choose not to ask any further...Jun then requested for a break up.. And Jen...she accepted willingly... partly because, she knew...Jun was just like the wind...never stop at any point... That night..it was to be the last time Jun send Jen home.. Jen kept veri quiet...although deep down she wanted to know the reasons but she choose not to ask... Just when Jen was about to step into the lift, Jun stop her... He said:Jen, I'm really sorry that i've let you down... But i'll never forget those days when i see you playing in the rain...those are the most happy &amp; unforgottable memories i had with you... After listening to Jun, Jen could't help it but cried... &lt;br /&gt;Jun hugged her tightly... He said:Jen, There's one question i wanted to ask you long ago... Why is it everytime when you are playing in the rain, you just wouldn't allow me to accompany you? Jen was stunned.. pausing for a few seconds, Jen replied... Because... Because i don't wish to let you know... I was crying... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EnD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things came across my mind even though i tried not to think of them. i thought the feelings were gone but they are still there dorment in the heart. the feelings were awaken again from what you said that day. trying my best to stop thinking ever now and then. it really still aches even thought the feelings were very long time ago. how can i really stop this pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you won't read my blog. maybe by typing out how i really feel now, may help ease the pain i am feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-115789865097487680?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/115789865097487680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/115789865097487680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/09/nice-story.html' title='A nice story'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-115777637420450341</id><published>2006-09-09T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T12:32:54.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POP Loh</title><content type='html'>wed 6 sep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it been a long time since i update lol. last wed i POP from BMT finally a private le nw can walk n wear cv clothes on e road no need march in TK liao haha. on tat day my parents came to put e cap on my head to mark e end of my bmt. kinda feel sad for some of e guys i knew cos no one came for their POP n only e SGT's or SIR's will put on e cap for dem as i can see e sadness in their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thur 7 sep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up wif justin n karen in e afternoon. karen was late as usual lol we went to cine to buy tickets for e show THE HOST den went for lunch karen n i ate yong tou fu as justin ate at home. rush to finish e food den went in cinema to watch e show. e show was alright, after tat we head down to suntech to kbox. sang till 11pm den took cab home shared wif karen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri 8 sep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for ns excursion den met up wif some1 which i owe a meal in e evening since last year lol. we had dinner at genki den walk walk around shopping. bought drinks n head down to esplanade. tok about many things happy n sad. had a wonderful evening yst but dun think it will happen again. really missed e time together as it has been a long time since we ate n sat down together to tok. 11.40pm we took cab home drop her off first den i went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for yr ans tat i will nv knw n dun worry i will take care of myself de&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-115777637420450341?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/115777637420450341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/115777637420450341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/09/pop-loh.html' title='POP Loh'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-114970009327284269</id><published>2006-06-08T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T01:27:08.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grad day 06</title><content type='html'>wat a day, moring went for grad in sch reach 9.30am there sited den around 11am got dipoma cert. den went for "lunch" n photo taking took afew pics den we (justin,ivan,yd,irene,karen n me)went to cs to hv lunch. after lunch karen went to buy makeup remover as her maskara made her look like panda lol n irene went to buy a pair of shoes, den of to suntech. they want to go kbox but i dun really wan to go as was kinda tired tot of going for pool den some1 do something till in e end i bo bian must go den all ask me to pick song first to sing lol we sang from 5-9pm lol also saw tat gal again haha b4 entering kBox already saw her le den i told e rest n u knw e guys respones bah haha both of dem (e 2 gals tat gal n her friend)were standing at entrance for sometime le n looking at us n dun knw y they suddenly retie their hairs n conti to look at us think they rem us e crazy bunch from tat sunday lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head to ms to eat dinner n meet mj, lian n joy at a hong kong rest forgot e name liao. yd ivan jer n justin ordered bakes rice eat diff topping got fish, pork chop, mice meat n chicken. i ordered noodle wif dice meat.their food came first all e rice looked e same den we ask wat is e dish topping e ger just say rice ,baked rice or dun knw lol so he all do a topping test on each rice lol. laugh till pang last my noodle came e most ex magee mee i eaten $6.90 for it. no joke it is really magee mee noodle n taste -.- ivan n his magnet earring lol only e ppl at out table will knw e whole joke. think e rest will blog about it kinda tired to type it down lol as learn from dem tat each will type some parts so all combine den make full story haha =P overall it is a fun day today. last post till i end my two weeks maybe lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so farewell cruel world lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-114970009327284269?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114970009327284269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114970009327284269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/06/grad-day-06.html' title='Grad day 06'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-114913694357059067</id><published>2006-06-01T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T12:42:23.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to go to pri 6 faster</title><content type='html'>A Primary School teacher was&lt;br /&gt;having trouble with one of her students.The teacher asked, "Harry,&lt;br /&gt;what is your problem?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry answered, "I'm too smart for the Primary 1. My sister is in&lt;br /&gt;Primary 3 and I'm smarter than she is! I think I should be in Primary 3&lt;br /&gt;too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher took Harry to the principal's office.  While Harry waited&lt;br /&gt;outside the office, the teacher explained to the principal what the &lt;br /&gt;situation&lt;br /&gt;was. The principal told the teacher he would give the boy a test and if&lt;br /&gt;he failed to answer any of his questions he was to go back to the Primary&lt;br /&gt;1, and behave. The teacher agreed. Harry was brought in. The conditions&lt;br /&gt;were explained, and Harry agreed to take the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: "What is 3 x 3?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "9"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: "What is 6 x 6?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "36"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it went with every question the principal thought a Primary 1 student&lt;br /&gt;should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal looks at the teacher and tells her, "I think Harry can&lt;br /&gt;go to Primary 3."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher says to the principal, "May I ask him some tougher questions?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal and Harry both agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What does a cow have four of that I have only two ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Legs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The principal wondered, why does she ask such a question!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Pockets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What does a dog do that a man steps into?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Pants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What's starts with a C and ends with a T, and it is hairy,&lt;br /&gt;oval, delicious and contains thin whitish liquid?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The principal's eyes open really wide and before he could stop the &lt;br /&gt;answer....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Coconut."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft and sticky?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Bubblegum."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What does a man do standing up, a woman do sitting down&lt;br /&gt;and dog do on three legs?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The principal's eyes open really wide and before he could stop the &lt;br /&gt;answer...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Shake hands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "Now I will ask some 'Who am I' sort of questions, okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "You stick your poles inside me. You tie me down to get me&lt;br /&gt;up. I get wet before you do." Who am I??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "A Tent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "A finger goes in me. You fiddle with me when you're bored.&lt;br /&gt;The best man always has me first." What am I??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Principal was looking restless and a bit tense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "A Wedding Ring."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "I come in many sizes. When I'm not well, I drip. When you&lt;br /&gt;blow me, I feel good." What am I??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "A Nose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "I have a stiff shaft. My tip penetrates. I come with a quiver."&lt;br /&gt;What am I??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "An Arrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What word starts with an 'F' and ends in 'K' that means&lt;br /&gt;a lot of excitement?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Firetruck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal breathed a sigh of relief and told the teacher, "Put&lt;br /&gt;this ass in Primary 6 ! I got the last 10 questions all wrong myself."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-114913694357059067?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114913694357059067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114913694357059067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/06/how-to-go-to-pri-6-faster.html' title='How to go to pri 6 faster'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-114883884095589949</id><published>2006-05-29T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T01:54:00.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOUR AGE BY CHOCOLATE MATH</title><content type='html'>This is pretty neat !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; DON'T CHEAT BY SCROLLING DOWN FIRST!&lt;br /&gt; It takes less than a minute.&lt;br /&gt; Work this out as you read ...&lt;br /&gt; Be sure you don't read the bottom until you've worked it out!&lt;br /&gt; This is not one of those waste of time things, it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. First of all, pick the number of times a week that! you would like to&lt;br /&gt; have chocolate&lt;br /&gt; (more than once but less than 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2. Multiply this number by 2 (just to be bold)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3. Add 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4. Multiply it by 50 -- I'll wait while you get the calculator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5. If you have already had your birthday this year add 1756 ....&lt;br /&gt; If you haven't, add 1755.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 6. Now subtract the four digit year that you were born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You should have a three digit number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The first digit of this was your original number&lt;br /&gt; (i.e., how many times you want to have chocolate each week).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The next two numbers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; are&lt;br /&gt; YOUR AGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (Oh YES, it is!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; THIS IS THE ONLY YEAR (2006) IT WILL EVER WORK, SO SPREAD IT AROUND WHILE&lt;br /&gt; IT LASTS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-114883884095589949?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114883884095589949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114883884095589949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/05/your-age-by-chocolate-math.html' title='YOUR AGE BY CHOCOLATE MATH'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-114684891697539770</id><published>2006-05-06T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T01:08:36.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Onna no Ko rabu Otoko no Ko</title><content type='html'>Onna no Ko rabu Otoko no Ko&lt;br /&gt;Boys and Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys are always chasing after girls all the time&lt;br /&gt;All day long, girls are all that guys think about&lt;br /&gt;However, boys really are a little bit stupid&lt;br /&gt;They never understand a girl's feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uu, that's really not good, Mr.Stupid&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish me to teach you, Mr.Stupid?&lt;br /&gt;That's right, in this world,&lt;br /&gt;the most important thing&lt;br /&gt;really is timing, I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls also don't know why they like boys&lt;br /&gt;They often get transfixed to the point that they can't sleep all night long&lt;br /&gt;However, boys are always stupid&lt;br /&gt;They never understand a girl's heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, you really, really are Mr.Stupid&lt;br /&gt;Should I teach you, Mr.Stupid?&lt;br /&gt;That's right, in this world,&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing is,&lt;br /&gt;What you should never miss out&lt;br /&gt;really is timing, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, whether it's saying I love you,&lt;br /&gt;or when you're on a date or anything you do&lt;br /&gt;Uu, whether it's when you want to kiss or when you say goodbye, whatever is the time&lt;br /&gt;That's right, in this world,&lt;br /&gt;the most important thing is&lt;br /&gt;really is still timing&lt;div 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type='text'>SCRAMBLE</title><content type='html'>"SCRAMble"&lt;br /&gt;lyrics and melody by Suzuki Takayuki&lt;br /&gt;instrumentals: UNSCANDAL&lt;br /&gt;singing: Horie Yui with UNSCANDAL (Starchild Records)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsutaetai koto ga mou omosugite&lt;br /&gt;The things I want to tell you now weigh on me so heavily that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kono mama tsuburechaisou desu&lt;br /&gt;If it goes on like this, It feels like I'm going to shatter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kotoba ni dekinai kimochi oosugite&lt;br /&gt;The feelings that I can't voice into words are so numerous that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todokanai yo ano hito made &lt;br /&gt;They don't reach the person they're for,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chikakute tooi kyori&lt;br /&gt;Our distance is close, yet also far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dokomademo aoisora onaji you ni miteru no ni&lt;br /&gt;No matter where we are, we look at the blue sky the same way, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anata ni wa kumori sora mieteru ki ga shichau&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to feel like showing you a cloudy sky [for some reason]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guruguru mawaru guruguru mawaru&lt;br /&gt;twirl, twirl, and spin around! twirl, twirl, and spin around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guruguru mawaru guruguru mawaru&lt;br /&gt;twirl, twirl, and spin around! twirl, twirl, and spin around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;furafura na furishite anata no mune ni tobikomitai&lt;br /&gt;I'm shaking around unsteadily, but I want to fly into your heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guruguru mawaru guruguru mawaru&lt;br /&gt;twirl, twirl, and spin around! twirl, twirl, and spin around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuwafuwa ni ukabu watashi, &lt;br /&gt;Floating softly and lightly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kyou mo hitorikumo no ue&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am once again alone on a cloud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsutaetai kotoba mou oosugite&lt;br /&gt;The words I want to say to you have accumulated so much that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kono mama uta ni narisou desu&lt;br /&gt;At this rate, it looks like it will become a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugu soba ni iruhazu na no ni toosugite&lt;br /&gt;I should be almost right beside you by now, but yet I'm still too far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todokanai yo ano hito made&lt;br /&gt;I can't reach all the way to that person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umaku ikanai yo ne&lt;br /&gt;It never goes well when I try to get there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dokomademo tsuzuku sora nagameru no mo ii kedo&lt;br /&gt;To gaze at the sky which stretches whereever we go is nice, too, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itsumademo aoi sora miteiru dake ja dame&lt;br /&gt;To forever just look at that blue sky is simply not good enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guruguru mawaru guruguru mawaru&lt;br /&gt;twirl, twirl, and spin around! twirl, twirl, and spin around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guruguru mawaru guruguru mawaru&lt;br /&gt;twirl, twirl, and spin around! twirl, twirl, and spin around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;furafura na furishite anata no mune ni tobikomitai&lt;br /&gt;I'm shaking around unsteadily, but I want to fly into your heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guruguru mawaru guruguru mawaru&lt;br /&gt;twirl, twirl, and spin around! twirl, twirl, and spin around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuwafuwa ni ukabu watashi, &lt;br /&gt;Floating softly and lightly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kyou mo hitorikumo no ue&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am once again alone on a cloud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guruguru mawaru guruguru mawaru&lt;br /&gt;twirl, twirl, and spin around! twirl, twirl, and spin around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guruguru mawaru guruguru mawaru&lt;br /&gt;twirl, twirl, and spin around! twirl, twirl, and spin around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;furafura na furishite anata no mune ni tobikomitai&lt;br /&gt;I'm shaking around unsteadily, but I want to fly into your heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guruguru mawaru guruguru mawaru&lt;br /&gt;twirl, twirl, and spin around! twirl, twirl, and spin around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guruguru mawaru guruguru mawaru&lt;br /&gt;twirl, twirl, and spin around! twirl, twirl, and spin around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuwafuwa ni ukabu watashi,&lt;br /&gt;Floating softly and lightly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kyou mo hitorikumo no ue&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am once again alone on a cloud!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-114684859894982752?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114684859894982752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114684859894982752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/05/scramble.html' title='SCRAMBLE'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-114684807819863941</id><published>2006-05-06T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T00:54:38.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jokes</title><content type='html'>Story 1&lt;br /&gt;Ah Lian asked shopkeeper, "Eh Ah chek, u got sell stocking up to&lt;br /&gt;knee, boh?"&lt;br /&gt;Ah Chek replied, "Lu siao ah! stocking wear up to 'yeo' (waist)&lt;br /&gt;only, where got up to the 'nee'(breast) one?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Story 2&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng bought a Honda VTI recently and drove to Ah Lian's place&lt;br /&gt;to show it to her.&lt;br /&gt;So there Ah Beng was bragging the various functions of his new&lt;br /&gt;car to his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;"This is ah, so fast even the Mata Chia cannot catch ah!"&lt;br /&gt;"Ha! Really ah!!! Steady lah!" said Ah Lian.&lt;br /&gt;"Some more hor, this is Automatic one, vely easy to drive!"&lt;br /&gt;So Ah Lian said, "Let me try! I wan, I wan!"&lt;br /&gt;So Ah Lian took the driver's seat and shifted the gear and&lt;br /&gt;floored the accelerator.&lt;br /&gt;The next moment, the car sped backwards and crashed into the&lt;br /&gt;lamp-post.&lt;br /&gt;"Alamak! What u doing? U Siao Char Bo! U see lah! Wah Piang&lt;br /&gt;eh!"screamed Ah Beng.&lt;br /&gt;"Solee, solee, pai sah lah! No lah, I tot hor, "R" for racing mah!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Story 3&lt;br /&gt;The Titanic was sinking and there weren't enough lifeboats.&lt;br /&gt;So the captain had to persuade male passengers to jump into the&lt;br /&gt;icy water to make room for women and children.&lt;br /&gt;To the British he said, "You must act like gentlemen." They&lt;br /&gt;jumped. To the Americans he said, "You can be heroes." They complied.&lt;br /&gt;To the Germans he said, "It's the rule." They obeyed.&lt;br /&gt;To the Japanese he said," It's the consensus." They obliged.&lt;br /&gt;Then came the Singaporean and they just weren't budging until he&lt;br /&gt;came up with the appeal: "Free life jackets for those who jumped."&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Story 4&lt;br /&gt;3 recruits - Chinese, Malay &amp; Indian were at the army supply&lt;br /&gt;base to collect underwear.&lt;br /&gt;The sergeant was there to aid the supplies.&lt;br /&gt;Sergeant: Hei Ah Beng! How many underwear you need ah?&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: (thinks a while) 7 sasen(sergeant)!&lt;br /&gt;Sergeant: (puzzled) How come so many?&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: Mon, Tues, Wed, Thurs, Fri, Sat &amp; Sun. One day one.&lt;br /&gt;Sergeant: (Malay recruit) Eh Mat! How many underwear?&lt;br /&gt;Mat: (without hesitation) 6 sargen!&lt;br /&gt;Sergeant: (curious) How come six?&lt;br /&gt;Mat: Mon, Tues, Wed, Thurs, Sat &amp; Sun. Friday I wear sarong.&lt;br /&gt;Sergeant: (Indian recruit) Dei Tambi. How many underwears dah&lt;br /&gt;dei?Tambi: (very confidently) 12 Sarjen !!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sergeant: (shocked &amp; fell to the ground) Why you need so many for?&lt;br /&gt;Tambi: January, February, March.....One month one.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Story 5&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, a group of Ah Bengs stepped into a lounge and&lt;br /&gt;wanted the DJ to play the song "Ah Cheng Buey Ro Ti"&lt;br /&gt;(In Hokkien means Ah Cheng buys bread).&lt;br /&gt;The DJ told them that they only have English songs and told them&lt;br /&gt;to re-select another song.&lt;br /&gt;The Ah Bengs were very angry and kicked up a big fuss claiming&lt;br /&gt;the DJ was insulting them.&lt;br /&gt;The manager had to intervene in order to calm them down.&lt;br /&gt;Finally after a long talk with Ah Bengs, the manager found out&lt;br /&gt;that they were actually asking for the song "Unchained Melody" by the&lt;br /&gt;Righteous Brothers.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Story 6&lt;br /&gt;One day, two Ah Lians got into a lift from the 20th storey and&lt;br /&gt;wanted to get down to the ground floor.&lt;br /&gt;As they looked at the dial, they could see the number 20 down to&lt;br /&gt;number 2. It was then followed by a G.&lt;br /&gt;As they were not English-educated, they were puzzled and had no&lt;br /&gt;idea what does the letter G mean.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly one of them exclaimed excitedly and hit G.&lt;br /&gt;When they finally reached the ground floor, the other Ah Lian&lt;br /&gt;was so impressed and asked the first Ah Lian,"Wah low!!! How you know&lt;br /&gt;one?" The first Ah Lian replied smugly, "Easy lah.. G for Gero mah..."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Story 7&lt;br /&gt;Santa Singh (remember him?) just graduated from Law school and&lt;br /&gt;decided to apply for a job in the most prestigious "Lee &amp; Lee Law Firm".&lt;br /&gt;During the interview, Mr. Lee KY looked at Santa Singh's resume,&lt;br /&gt;thinks for a while and said, "Well, I would need to discuss your application&lt;br /&gt;with my wife." And went off to discuss Santa's application with his wife.&lt;br /&gt;Lee KY's wife said, "C'mon, don't you know that we only hire&lt;br /&gt;lawyers with surnames beginning with 'Lee' only? Of course, we can't&lt;br /&gt;hire Santa Singh!"&lt;br /&gt;So Lee KY told the bad news to Santa Singh about his rejection.&lt;br /&gt;Few days later, Santa Singh came back to the same company and&lt;br /&gt;requested for another interview and Lee KY said, "Look Santa, I have&lt;br /&gt;already told you that we only hire......."&lt;br /&gt;When Santa Singh interrupted him and said, "I know, I know. I&lt;br /&gt;have just changed my name."&lt;br /&gt;Lee KY looked at Santa Singh in surprise and asked, "What is&lt;br /&gt;your new name then?"&lt;br /&gt;On this, Santa Singh replied, "Surname Lee, last name, Manga!"&lt;br /&gt;(Manga-Li)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Subject: Gas Station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gas station was trying to increase its sales, so the owner put&lt;br /&gt;up a sign saying, "Free Sex with Fill-Up."&lt;br /&gt;Soon a local guy pulled in, filled his tank, and then asked for&lt;br /&gt;his free sex.The owner told him to pick a! number from 1 to 10. If he guessed&lt;br /&gt;correctly, he would get his free sex.&lt;br /&gt;The guy then guessed 8, and the proprietor said, "You were&lt;br /&gt;close. The number was 7. Sorry, no sex this time."&lt;br /&gt;A week later, the same guy, along with a friend, pulled in for a&lt;br /&gt;fill-up. Again he asked for his free sex.&lt;br /&gt;The proprietor again gave him the same story, and asked him to&lt;br /&gt;guess the correct number.&lt;br /&gt;The guy guessed 2 this time. Again the proprietor said, "Sorry,&lt;br /&gt;it was 3. You were close, but no free sex this time."&lt;br /&gt;As they were driving away, the guy said to his friend, "I think&lt;br /&gt;that game is rigged and he doesn't really give away free sex."&lt;br /&gt;His friend replied, "No it ain't, rigged --- my wife won twice last week!!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;One day, there were an American, one Italian, a Singaporean and&lt;br /&gt;Bangladeshi traveled around on a private helicopter.&lt;br /&gt;After about one hour of travelling, the American took out his&lt;br /&gt;cigarette (Dunhill), lighted it up and started smoking after two sip, he&lt;br /&gt;threw the balance of the cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;The other three persons were surprised and asked "Why didn't you&lt;br /&gt;finish-up the cigarette before throwing?"&lt;br /&gt;He replied arrogantly, "There is a lot of cigarettes in my country."&lt;br /&gt;Half an hour later, the Italian took out a bottle of branded&lt;br /&gt;perfume and applied on him and the rest he threw out of the window.&lt;br /&gt;The other three persons were surprised and asked, "Why did you&lt;br /&gt;throw away the perfume?"&lt;br /&gt;The Italian replied also, "There is a lot of perfume in my country."&lt;br /&gt;The Singaporean didn't know what to do &amp; suddenly pushed that&lt;br /&gt;Bangladeshi out of the helicopter.&lt;br /&gt;The other two persons shouted crazyly, "Why did you push&lt;br /&gt;him!!!!!!!??????"&lt;br /&gt;The Singaporean said slowly, "There is a lot of Bangladeshi in&lt;br /&gt;my country."&lt;br /&gt;Everybody kept quiet and stayed away from the Singaporean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-114684807819863941?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114684807819863941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-114631341638353576?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114631341638353576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114631341638353576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/04/truth.html' title='[[ Truth ]]'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-114522378707744642</id><published>2006-04-17T05:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T05:43:07.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your fate</title><content type='html'>You reep what you soW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who you arE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-114522378707744642?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114522378707744642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114522378707744642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/04/your-fate.html' title='your fate'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-114347719889898394</id><published>2006-03-28T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T00:33:18.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a great day...</title><content type='html'>went to orchard in e afternoon to meet 1 of my sec sch friend, den we head off to cine to yaki yaki to hv our lunch. both of us were first timers there den like very noob haha dun knw e grill, steamboat n e belt are together de lol so we tot only we got e steamboat haha den slowly ah kow (nick name) touch e grill saying it was hot de so we grill some food there lol super noob sia wahaah den awhile later we ask e gal there, is e belt together also den she say yes lol cos my friend was temped to eat e baby oct cos got so many of dem lol we only had steamboat as we took most of e food for it nia lol as we saw e price for 100gm is $5 if waste food, scary sia so we finish up all e food n wondering hw e ice cream going to be lol co s e grill was hot den ice cream was cold de lol. so i asked e guy working there hw to do e ice cream den he tell ask me over to next table to do it den he set up e table for us den we tried many flavours haha eat full full le den he said he wan to watch underworld 2, so off we went to buy e tics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e movie was like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw e guys wearing armour den feels like warcraft lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den e main actress said 1 line which feels like resident evil haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at end of movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were e guy tore off e werewolf head feels like king kong wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after e movie we head to wisma to walk walk see see saw some nice watches den we head to scotts to see his old working place, had drinks n chat abit den we head home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today feels like old time wen in sec sch, missed e old days were e gang had alot of laughter n cheers. had a great day and thanks you ah kow for e present n a great day.&lt;br /&gt;hope to meet up wif e rest of e guys soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-114347719889898394?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114347719889898394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114347719889898394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-great-day.html' title='What a great day...'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-114296113937868294</id><published>2006-03-22T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T01:12:19.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring day</title><content type='html'>tried this on justin's blog lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Ming liang&amp;gender=m" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Ming liang!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ming liang has 118 ridges around the edge.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Vikings believed that the Northern lights were caused by ming liang as he rode out to collect warriors slain in battle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ming liang can sleep with one eye open.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ming liang can be very poisonous if injected intravenously.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;US gold coins used to say 'In ming liang we trust'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A cluster of bananas is called a hand and consists of 10 to 20 bananas, which are individually known as ming liang.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the Sun were the size of a beach ball then Jupiter would be the size of a golf ball and ming liang would be as small as a pea!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ming liang has little need for water and is capable of going for months without drinking at all!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baskin Robbins once made ming liang flavoured ice cream!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pacman was originally called ming liangman.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-114296113937868294?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114296113937868294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114296113937868294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/03/boring-day.html' title='Boring day'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-114270311430789309</id><published>2006-03-19T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T01:31:54.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skin change</title><content type='html'>this early morning changed my blog skin. did some editing to e codes alsoso e scroll bar won't be so long hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to went out to e food fair at suntech got alot of stalls there but only some cought my eyes nia. shared shark fin soup, tried mala tofu e soup nia as my throat not feeling well at tat time, yam paste and snow ice had all this for my dinner lol. den after tat went arcade to play play game but reach there nth nice den went catch catch machine there look look see see saw a bear bear wif baby de, den some1 say wan it den i try try luck see can catch anot in e end some1 very lucky bring home tat pair of bears haha. den e lucky person say try catch for another person but try try luck dun hv can't get not her lucky day haha. next time try catch for u again ok??? lol after arcade wewnt carrefour to buy water. den 1 went home, left 3 ppl n a pair of bear. we headed down to esplanade walk walk as got event there 1 bought corn other ice cream went find place to sit n enjoy music. after 1/2 hr or so went look at e stalls den walk to mrt den to bus stop, on way there met kl promoting nokia hp tok tok chat chat den off we go to home end of day le&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-114270311430789309?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114270311430789309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114270311430789309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/03/skin-change.html' title='skin change'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-114208839803303053</id><published>2006-03-11T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T22:46:38.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11am+ left home to i.HUB room to meet e rest at 12.30pm. was e first to reach there waited till 121.50pm den miao n kiki came few sec later wayne came, den we waited till 1.15pm den wei an came to pick us up, i headed to check in e chalet wif wei an while e rest (miao,kiki,wayne,yd) headed to white sands to get e bbq food n stuff. justin had to attend a workshop in sch so he came to e chalet later on. after check in waited there for jer n ivan to come as they ride thier bikes over. after they park their bikes at e place wei an drove us down to white sands to meet e rest there. at there we meet xx n eric. bought e stuff den headed "home" to prepare e food for tue bbq.as jer went to ps to chop chop his hair. after prepare e food.those need bike went to rent dem opps e chalet. had light dinner den we go prepare ourselve for e night cycling. at 10pm++ we sent lian off on e bus and we cycle to 85 to meet irene. had supper there den off to ecp on e way there kana leg cramp wen pushing e bike up e staircase as forgot to warm up. reach ecp le rested n strech abit den cycle down to pit 4 had toilet break and they decide to head back as miao n some ppl can't take it le. headed down to changi cargo complex aka changi airport. we reach a juction to rest n looked at e road we going to cycle e lamp post we saw is just like a run way nice but long. after taking pics n rested we started e long pain staking journy down e road n to changi village. on e way saw a cute dog barking many cars zoom passed and tio scam by a motobike lol only some of us knw wat happen haha. reach e end saw e rest waiting (ivan, jer, weian, irene, eric, xx) i n justin ride in pair, miao n wayne, yd n kiki. e rest zoom off. took pics there rested n off to changi village to have prata had 1 egg, 2 normal n ice milo. after eaten miao n wayne took cab back as they can't tahan le. e rest cycle back. reach back chalet rested bathe sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justin left to sch den e rest did some stuff for bbq n return e bikes. woke up slack around n see ppl dance ddr n play ps till 6 plus den start bbq fire. wind was gd so fire was up very fast. start cooking around 7, cook alot of stuff den ppl started coming. bbq till around 12 or 1 i think den clear e stuff, bathe n slack le den sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wed and thur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justin left for sch den i after tat i woke up but e rest still asleep ate breakfast n slack. afternoon den e rest start to wake up, cook lunch den slack n sleep while till evening wei an went buy dinner after eating they prepare to go MOS. but i didn't as i had a headache since afternoon. 10 to 11 plus they left den only left xx lian and me. we cycle to lian house to get her stuff n bought some snacks n drinks den headed back to chalet there we chat, play ps n drank bacardi lol drank till about half bottle, as usual some 1 was high lol =x about 3 or 4 plus e rest came back kiki was really drunk. justin, jer knock out later wayne, yd knock out. so left me lian xx miao wei an n ivan. after me putting kiki to sleep wen e rest tired but fail lol b4 tat some went out to changi to see stuff lol it was about 6 plus le den e awake de gather in e game room miao n ivan ate noodle den wei said dun wan stay in chalet den off we went to changi beach to see sunrise took pics slack den off to white sands to eat ya kun lol lian first time eat there finally haha ate till full full den wei an drove around to changi complex marine parade den say wan play pool but miao wan go back chalet change as all of us was not in e right clothes n miao is partly blind as she nv wear contact lens haha near e chalet wei an did drifting lol e back sit ppl was like flying from 1 conner to e other lol meet julia going off for job interview so we send her out side first n did drifting again n came back to change clothes lol after change left me,weian,wayne,miao n lian n off we go to down town east to bowl lol lian learn bowling lol after tat we left to lian house to get stuff. b4 tat wei an did something haha but only e few of us knew lol. den off to chalet le eat abit slack till evening some went to buy dinner at tp there all of us got a fest first time like family eating haha slack slack till 12+am den few of us went up stairs to play light sticks n balloons while 4 ppl below play MJ all e way till morning lol we upstairs ppl play lightsticks n taboo till dun knw wat time. den wen they start to play cards i started to go sleepy le haha b4 tat had a cup of nik bacardi lol sleep le so nice they make noise also can't hear wahahaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up pack pack stuff n clear e place. miao n kiki left first n some went to sch to put back stuff. waited for tat guy to come check out at about 11am wei an drove us out to main road to take cab (wayne, justin n me) wait hell long for e cab. saw wei an drove jer,ivan,xx back home. suprising e cab fare was only $10 lol drop jusitn first den wayne. reach home on com check mails did stuff den sleeptill eveing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wan to thanks those who came to e chalet n bbq eps wei an who drove many of us here n there... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-114208839803303053?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114208839803303053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114208839803303053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/03/chalet.html' title='Chalet'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-114088207648897173</id><published>2006-02-25T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T23:41:16.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school is over</title><content type='html'>school has ended nw waiting for NS letter and hope dun get sup paper also lol. after e chalet will be getting work to kill time till ns enlistment. 2 days le n it so boring at home haiz is anyone free to go out or wan to go out?? must tahan another 1 week more till chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home watch xian jian, it's so nice n touching watch till almost cry sia haha. beside tat nth to do le no game to play also nth nice nw adays. so sian just rotting away haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-114088207648897173?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114088207648897173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114088207648897173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/02/school-is-over.html' title='school is over'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-114040434415514218</id><published>2006-02-20T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T10:59:04.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam week day1</title><content type='html'>tmr nms paper wah sian must use alot of common sense le. wah i dun believe it wat i dream of last night, dream of tat N70 phone n tat machine dotzz n u knw who inside also (e person wan e hp de) -_-" so LAme. later maybe going sch to study NMS see how bah must pia le 1day left...Ling'eR where r u lolx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-114040434415514218?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e feeling is there but there is no1, &lt;br /&gt;e touch is there but there is no1, &lt;br /&gt;the hurt is there but only time can make u feel better, &lt;br /&gt;the memories are there but those are in e pass,&lt;br /&gt;time to let go of e pass and move on,&lt;br /&gt;staying there will only bring u more pain,&lt;br /&gt;happiness won't come until you take a step forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many other things in life that can bring u happiness, sometimes you just hv to grab it b4 it moves on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ML&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-114028309848851671?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114028309848851671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/114028309848851671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/02/exams.html' title='exams'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-113968938602824658</id><published>2006-02-12T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T04:23:06.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YP bday</title><content type='html'>long time nv blog liao....just sian to blog or dun hv e time lol. today whole day at home till evening went to meet justin, ivan, irene n yd at tpy interchange b4 heading down to yp house. we all sit 1 side while others sit other places....had a big plate of food n lots of fruit punch...so full le den took pic n a slice of cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tat we all head down to a hawker centre to eat bbq sting ray. e rest ate but i only drank sugarcane juice. after tat wayne,lian, mimi n mi went down to a pub at orchard dun knw wat name didn't catch e name of e place. waited for wayne da jie to come den go in. sat at a table drank green tea wif martell dun knw spell right mah... played guess dice numbers (dun knw e game name) drank dun knw hw many cups lol they all say i drank e least but i dun knw...was feeling cold even after drinking only awhile later temo went back to normal dun knw y also haha. left e place at 2+ n head down to 7 11 get food to eat as was hungry went to 3 7 11 had cup noodles n water den took cab wif dem home...sent mimi n lian home first den wayne drop me off near me house as usual he dun wan take money -_-"" dun really feel gd about it also dun really like wen ppl always treat, once a time is ok bah but always i dun like, can say i weird or wat lar i just dun like it... he say next time treat him go drink or wat -_-"" haix just feel sian suddenly no idea y also maybe cos of e alcohol? anyway just reach home also...many things i nv say to any1 as dun really hv some1 to tok to or can understand so just kept to myself... no point to type out also as ppl just read n can't be bothered about it also... so sian arrggghhhh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. some parts of e events up there i skip cos dun feel like typing in or no need to type in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-113968938602824658?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/113968938602824658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/113968938602824658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2006/02/yp-bday.html' title='YP bday'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-113414242816385214</id><published>2005-12-09T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T23:33:48.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pimp &amp; Biatches</title><content type='html'>today went to meet ivan n jeremy to buy e cakie for samual bday went to 2 shops.... e first 1st shop cake was not very nice so we went to e next shop near e hair salon de first saw e mango cake but abit ex den look look spotted 1 cake look like a designers bowl wif fruits in it look very nice yet can say cheap also $18? bought e cake wif me money cos money wif Miao... after paying i pok le left few cents in wallet haha so we head back sch to e CU while waiting for miao to bring sam back i copied "most wanted" to justin HDD... miao n e rest came back den we celebrate his bday den i had afew events in NFS while e rest was playing "pimp n baitches" a map from FT..times up went for tok it was intresting n funny haha those who went will knw...after groming tok went back CU to start on FT e "pimp map" lol play till 8++ e map was like fun at start but got abit hard later den lame at e end..... click e pimp till die? kao it run so fast den regen so fast 4 ppl click till siao only half life.... went opps sch eat "dinner" $1.50 black carrot cake 3 ppl share haha tok about plans n stuff den had water sprayed on us haha... 9+ tok bus home reach home SIAn monitor not back from service nw using dad com to check mail n stuff can't do much only got msn kao got stuff to do n hand up on mon n thur...mon-adnk thur-tcs nw no NFS or FT sian dun knw wen den it will come back super sian liao....sian still short of 1 xmas pressis next week must go buy le....need et wrapping paper also..pok again lol budget meals again haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-113414242816385214?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/113414242816385214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/113414242816385214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/12/pimp-biatches.html' title='Pimp &amp; Biatches'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-113362944390133699</id><published>2005-12-04T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T01:04:03.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shop till broke liao</title><content type='html'>today went shopping for xmas present...after buying e present left $12.50 minus meals  = $1.50 lol no money le next week budget meals le sian........adnk next week must do le......got so my tcs chap to check sian....y ppl dun listen to advice de ah wrong le still dun believe wait till mark le den listen -_-" pls go die can...stop wasting my time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-113362944390133699?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/113362944390133699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/113362944390133699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/12/shop-till-broke-liao.html' title='shop till broke liao'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-113250033653247992</id><published>2005-11-20T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T23:25:36.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>end of week 2 of sch days... msn n hp very quiet for very long for dun knw hw long le... well sch work is boring not like it used to be as e teachers r not making it fun also... everyday nth interesting to do most of e time spend in sip lab or rot in class... time sped in mmi lab taking pics instead of doing work...tmr another day of adnk those who taking it will knw wat it is like...got few things to buy for christmas ppl bday also coming got alot of holes in pocket again...haiz many ppl think alike y every1 just only think through a narrow path not like an open field... wen ppl break up y can't they still be friends??? break le means can't bother le meh haiz most ppl r not thinking openly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-113250033653247992?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/113250033653247992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/113250033653247992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/11/end-of-week-2-of-sch-days.html' title=''/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-112870523844358039</id><published>2005-10-08T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T01:13:58.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>***Battle won***</title><content type='html'>yst morning 2am+ 1 big roach flew pass me in front of me com when i was watching a movie scared me sia tot was wat, it landed on me com somemore i got up took newspaper prepare for a fight lol it flew towards me n 1 wack, it KO on the floor liao lol wif it's wing still open like a butterfly on its back lol no movement at all damn cruel like tat haha, well today went of ns checkup damn sian there whole morning was there most of the time waiting...came home sleep all the way till 10+ lol nw showing a comedy love show on chan U funny yet touching lol but to me nw like nth le for this type of show, seems like lost no more feelings le... nw doing things wif no heart le when wat u do is all but a lie or is some1 else work wat's the point of putting so much effort when the credit will end up to some1 else... very tired of this liao so i choose to live on my on rules n no1 else rules&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-112870523844358039?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/112870523844358039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/112870523844358039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/10/battle-won.html' title='***Battle won***'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-112818467671963527</id><published>2005-10-02T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:37:56.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>***Super full***</title><content type='html'>just came back from orchard been out the whole day wif my sec sch friends...1 ord n 1 still in ns...went play pool and billard today at cine we played about 2 hrs haha quite fun since we hadn't play together for a long time liao...saw Kait at ps wif his friends also...had a free game at ps too lol...today found 2 things but didn't take lol, saw hp pouch and key chain...ppl drop dem de for dinner had cafe cartel got free membership also hehe...we all share vikings on the rocks lol can't finish sia so much they say for 4 ppl 1 but more like for 5 lol...saw alot of gals dress like jap at cine pool abit can say over board liao dress abit like dem still ok but just nw 1 dun knw hw to describe also..just too jap liao haha...hadn't had this much fun for a very long time le...eat till full full play till like siao siao tok cock till like no1 business lol...went to beach road also saw 1 shop sell new bags from TW den got a pic e gun carry e bag n 1 rifle lol den we joke wif e aunt saying buy bag give free rifle ah lol go sleep liao zzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-112818467671963527?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/112818467671963527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/112818467671963527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/10/super-full.html' title='***Super full***'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-112643093018546567</id><published>2005-09-11T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T17:28:50.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>***Jobless again***</title><content type='html'>sian whole life in poly and still can't find job dots leh ask ppl got loban say dun hv den in the end got job...ask dem when finding job say dun knw in the end got job also nv say anything...sux lor wat's the point of treating ppl gd when all they do is treat u this way...fine!!! i can't be bothered already next time u go settle everything ur self i wash my hands liao...try help u all and this is wat i get... everything u go settle yr self liao got problem dun find me...i nv going to treat u all nice liao...i got no more heart liao...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-112643093018546567?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/112643093018546567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/112643093018546567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/09/jobless-again.html' title='***Jobless again***'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-112549242925515142</id><published>2005-08-31T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T20:47:09.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>***Tired***</title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder wat are ppl thinking and y they r like tat... hw do u tell he/she is yr friend anot when they need u they will come wif a happy smile not they just ignore u till like they dun knw u...ppl will say maybe they are just hi bye friends but y treate a person like tat? if u wan to treat me like tat i won't go off in a kind manner...i will bloody hell kick u till i dun knw who u r then i will leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for more y do ppl wan find someone to tok to about their problems and tell u about it den maybe u can help dem...den wat about me i try this n no1 wans to listen or even bother about it...y ppl are so selfish nw adays nv even think about others feeling...i everytime alone try to think about others...i m tired of this... even project i m sick of it....u think u r in a group den ppl must server u is it....tell u 1 thing lor i DUN SERVER PPL...u wan credits u open ur mouth not u find something useful to do to help out in the project or u face the firing squard....u go think about it...u wan slck go ahead i CBB when some1 ask wat u have done i just say it. tired of always covering for ppl when i m doing the work and u get the credits for it too...unless u r my close or gd friend i dun mind but there's still a limit u still hv to do yr part as a group member...gif me shit i gif u back 2 times more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m not a person u can step over...get on my bad side n it's over...dun think u can just take my work n change a name or so n claim it yrs pls lor u think e teacher is so stupid till like tat to believe tat u hv done it....u wan take work atleast done yr part in chaing the things inside lor.....i hv seen many diff types of ppl dun even think u can play a fool of me lor...u will c who's the 1 getting the smack on the face and regreting it....dun c my face like ez ez bully 1 u r dead wrong...if u wan gif it a try n u will knw....sick of all this shit ppl gif me....if u read this wan say about it come say to my face dun go tok like a mouse at a coner got guts say it out loud....u knw who u r... n knw hw u r like... go think about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****wat i say u dun believe...wat more u wan me to do****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-112549242925515142?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/112549242925515142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/112549242925515142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/08/tired.html' title='***Tired***'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-112532052339819278</id><published>2005-08-29T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T21:02:03.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>***Evil Muahaahah***</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1112528958_B_assassin.JPG" border="0" alt="Assassin"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are an assassin.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;That means you are a proffessional and do your&lt;br&gt;job without mixing any emotions in it. In your&lt;br&gt;life you have probably been hurt many times and&lt;br&gt;have gotten some mental scars. This results in&lt;br&gt;you being distant from people. Though many&lt;br&gt;think that you are evil, you are not. What you&lt;br&gt;really are is a person, trying to forget your&lt;br&gt;pain and past. You are the person who never&lt;br&gt;seems to care and that is why being an assassin&lt;br&gt;fits you good. Atleast, that's what people&lt;br&gt;think. Even if you don't care that much for&lt;br&gt;your victims, you still have the ability to&lt;br&gt;care and to generally feel. It is not lost,&lt;br&gt;just a little forgotten. In crowds you tend to&lt;br&gt;not get to noticed, and dress in black or other&lt;br&gt;discrete colours. You don't being in the&lt;br&gt;spotlight and wish people would just leave you&lt;br&gt;alone. But once you do get close to someone you&lt;br&gt;have a hard time letting go and get real down&lt;br&gt;if you loose him/her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Main weapon:&lt;/b&gt; Sniper&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote:&lt;/b&gt; "The walls we build around&lt;br&gt;us to keep out the sadness also keep out the&lt;br&gt;joy" -Jim Rohn&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Facial expression:&lt;/b&gt; Narrowed eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20Type%20of%20Killer%20Are%20You%3F%20%5Bcool%20pictures%5D/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Type of Killer Are You? [cool pictures]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-112532052339819278?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/112532052339819278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/112532052339819278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/08/evil-muahaahah.html' title='***Evil Muahaahah***'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-112175431585954304</id><published>2005-07-19T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T14:25:15.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>***D-tecnoLife***</title><content type='html'>Injured with pain and sadness, the you that cannot be healed&lt;br /&gt;Shoulder the burden of the past that cannot be erased; don't throw away your will to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hand that I held...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we lose it someday?&lt;br /&gt;I want to protect you and that disappearing smile&lt;br /&gt;The ringing voice that calls me dries out&lt;br /&gt;Even if it gets erased by the wind along time&lt;br /&gt;I will find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Injured with pain and sadness, the you that cannot be healed&lt;br /&gt;Don't say words like you can't smile or you hate people&lt;br /&gt;Everything that happens in the unseen future has a meaning&lt;br /&gt;So stay like this, there'll come a time when you will realize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a rusted person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt so hollow to just pile atop one another&lt;br /&gt;You said you could live on your own&lt;br /&gt;Just with the usual kind words&lt;br /&gt;You ache to a point where I cannot reach you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hand that I held searched for some simple kindness&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember&lt;br /&gt;By learning pain, you can become a person who can be kind to others&lt;br /&gt;Drive your Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Injured with pain and sadness, the you that cannot be healed&lt;br /&gt;Don't say words like you can't smile or you hate people&lt;br /&gt;Everything that happens in the unseen future has a meaning&lt;br /&gt;So stay like this, there'll come a time when you will realize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I see the meaning of life&lt;br /&gt;Disappearing, you're the only. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you will not break, you distance yourself from me&lt;br /&gt;Don't say words like you can't smile or you hate people&lt;br /&gt;Now it's by and by, even if you cannot see, there's a meaning to everything&lt;br /&gt;Shoulder the burden of the past that cannot be erased; don't throw away your will to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd better forget everything. Remember. . . your different Life?&lt;br /&gt;You'd better forget everything. Remember. . . though, we cannot return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like in times of warped memories, we can understand someday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-112175431585954304?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/112175431585954304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/112175431585954304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/07/d-tecnolife.html' title='***D-tecnoLife***'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-111917457095904069</id><published>2005-06-19T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T17:49:31.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**Silly little gal of mine to think of**</title><content type='html'>again another long time nv update den also kana scold by this silly gal of mine hee...well been quite bz wif sip pass few weeks as alot of things to do after meeting up wif the company as need to re setup afew of our stuff tat we did... later got to write 2 logs one sip other MP sian lol must think back n write also my sip book also blank nw cos i nw do soft copy le after bag gone bye bye...last fri after election most of main comm n 3 sub comm (include my dear) went to ajisen to eat total 15 ppl lol...after dinner some went cycling some went home... i sent dear home den went home ..missed my stop cos fell asleep lol 2 to 3 stops i think lol walk all the way home haha...yst do nth much except eat sleep haha pig liao can't like tat must not be pig must be hamster....on wed will be going down to SLS to look at laptop hdd see got gd n cheap one anot wif jerm n wei an....will get pouch also n maybe bluetooth....well feel sorry for wei an as wat had happen to him also happen to me once b4 so i knw hw he really feel....during sip may try to cheer him up or something hope he dun hang on too long as i did...u will find a better one next time as this is a learning step for u too TC...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-111917457095904069?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111917457095904069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111917457095904069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/06/silly-little-gal-of-mine-to-think-of.html' title='**Silly little gal of mine to think of**'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-111800174137990883</id><published>2005-06-06T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T17:19:32.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**After nearly one month**</title><content type='html'>Just found out tat my 24 may entry was not publish sian...30th may first day of sch n sip...sip super is always missing of ask him stuff like useless like tat...ask him about a problem we got stuck (which was a simple error) yet he still can't help us until we had to think till wan die liao den found the error haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday been running here n there in sch just for i.hub stuff even had to go down to company to gif banner..at first all this should be ask teacher to do 1 right? hw can we be the 1 going all the way to the company to do it..den some1 even blame me for delaying it n the company charge us extra...like it was my fault like tat last min they wan add installation then e compy need to get the quotation...sure delay yet they still put blame on me....been a stressful week it was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thur night had dinner wif dear den catch the movie "monster in law" quite a nice show. Almost everyday dear had to go home herself as she ended early or i had meeting haiz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat had captain's ball was a hot day think my arm got burn as it was pain...nw is like redesh brown...e even got a few problems dun knw y ppl can't have a friendly game it just a game lor den must be so rough den also not willing to be sorry haiz ppl nw adays....after e event had 2 meeting lasted till 10 i think...after tat sent dear home...was so tired come home n went to bed.....almost everyday was tired due to running here n there...as for today wake up early as dad wan to go to pc show so went wif him reach there the police dun wan to open the car park den dad drove to some where nearby park the car n took a bus down....nothing much there only bought a bluetooth adpt but like funny like tat install nokia toolkit can't find the hp but the bluetooth program can dots... maybe tmr go nokia there see got new ver of the device anot...haiz again waste time... tot of study php book this weekend but no time n tired got to do accounts stuff sianz den some more this week can't go home early or pei dear cos need do the concert stuff n tics haiz only sunday den free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat got street soccer sian all so rush y they plan like tat crazy is it...only today den get to rest haiz nw 4am liao later got sch at 9am sian....i damn hate this sip super so hard to get him 1 other group thier super always around or in the lab helping dem i wish mine was like tat too... ask for software still can tell us dun need use n ic go check store c hv anot wat shit sia no software hw to do mad is it call us do project no software must use original 1 not i already install alot of stuff liao....tired tired tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-111800174137990883?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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help out in event ISI then reach home late had dinner tv..tmr again need go help sianzzz so tired liao...one day my brian will just switch off n die as nw adays its feel so like it....can't even hv my own will n i m sick of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder when will i be back to normal or will i ever...my brian like burning out soon always so tired even do something simple or nth at all...haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-111591151039621589?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111591151039621589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111591151039621589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/05/tired-of-events.html' title='**Tired of eventS**'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-111539118039820383</id><published>2005-05-06T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T22:53:00.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**GlaD &amp; HappiE**</title><content type='html'>wed-went to sch in the morning then half way went to mac to have breakfast cos waited in the hall till wan die then also do nth...came back went club room for meeting,make cheer and help out in some stuff...then went back hall wait for dear to end her training..then went to interchange to hv dinner wif joy n jeremy...then walk walk buy stuff n went to montip tok to jerm n bought some things theren waited for him to knock off then walk home...thx for e pressie dear *MuckZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thur-went out wif dear to bugis some more rain so heavy...walk walk look look then hd dinner at V8 n went shopping she got a bg,t shirt n Mr.BeaR lol after tat sent her home....happy tat she likes Mr.BeaR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today-went sch also meeting, nth much also today then nw redoing proposal n very tired...*YawN*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-111539118039820383?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111539118039820383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111539118039820383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/05/glad-happie.html' title='**GlaD &amp; HappiE**'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-111505020621044399</id><published>2005-05-03T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T00:10:06.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*SoB*</title><content type='html'>3 days pass le 3 days at home eat sleep tv com.fri sat sun at home bored.. dear not in sg *sob* *sob*...today went out to bugis look around see can find the bag dear been looking for..think might hv found it but not sure it is anot...then alot of new shops open there le...one day will ask her see she wan go look look...so late le she still not back home...wonder did she had a nice trip...be home safely *prays* *sob*&lt;br /&gt;wonder wed can see her anot n when can hear her voice haiz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-111505020621044399?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111505020621044399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111505020621044399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/05/sob.html' title='*SoB*'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-111459515781682751</id><published>2005-04-27T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T19:28:25.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sianess of hoiliday*</title><content type='html'>lol 1 week liao nv update last thur went to dear house to conti do her com then pei her also as she sick too...stayed till fri night till her family came home then i go home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat do nth much wake up watch last ep of gs then evening went out to meet friend play abit of pool n watch a stupid movie "creep" then tok till friend knock off work 2am came home...sms dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday nth much also watch tv eat sleep super sian tot ask dear out on mon but she sick so nv ask but she went out wif sarah in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday at home rot too tv sleep tok on msn till wan die so boredddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tue went sentosa for ihub event early morning so tired slept only 2hr the night b4 lol then go there help make water balloon, look after stuff, serve dear lol after event ended went to sg post wif dear to eat mac then sent her home on the way saw jeremy chai lol he stun when he saw us haha....after tat when home sleep le so tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today also nth much wake up tv watch gsd then eat lunch msg dear tok to her about emntor thing then sian till nw later going out to parkway play abit of pool n dinner... sian tmr got meeting at 12.30 haizdun knw after meeting dear wan come out anot c hw bah will ask her later or tmr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-111459515781682751?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111459515781682751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111459515781682751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/04/sianess-of-hoiliday.html' title='*sianess of hoiliday*'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-111399309417103168</id><published>2005-04-20T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T22:39:19.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**holiday**</title><content type='html'>last 2 days was at dear house to do her com...on first day went to get lunch for her n her bro...then i was sick after eating kfc on sat...haiz...reach her house let do some back up then start to do e com le...do till evening then played worms wif her bro while she n her sis went do to buy food for us....at night watch pacifier n a series of unfortunate events...after went sleep she sleep on big bed while i sleep on floor lol....next day wake up had branch watch tv wif her after went to her bed sleep awhile then tv again then go home...at home nth much to do only eat tv n sleep as always..at night tok to friend then sleep....today wake up tok to dear then eat bath n nw blogging lol nth much really happen the pass few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just tat i m sry for wat happen tat day dear...take care u sick also le my fault too..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-111399309417103168?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111399309417103168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111399309417103168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/04/holiday.html' title='**holiday**'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-111368076226605093</id><published>2005-04-17T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T03:46:02.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**wat should i do**</title><content type='html'>haiz so many problems more n more keep coming...dun knw wat happen to dear also she just like a change person after her chalet...the way she tok to me, reply n treat me nw all diff...she goes to work also won't tell me where...nv tag my blog too...like giving me the cold shoulder...wat can i do? tried toking to her on msn she just reply 1 to 2 words like dun feel like toking to me...i feel so lost nw...last night also argue wif alot of ppl...haiz...can i knw the reason y u doing this to me? just nw reach home also nv sms me or say gd night waited for her but it nv came...dun knw is she very bz or tired liek dun wan to tell me anything haiz...ppl tell me not to think too much but if u were treated like this u will think so much also...wat happen to u dear??? if this carry on i also dun knw wat to do le...many things r running through my mind...problem wif friends,dear,stuff,i.hub n my life...haiz dun knw hw long will it last only can wait n c bah...slowly my heart is dying inside i dun knw hw longi can last b4 i break down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just nw had a fight wif an old friend cos of some stuff then also with all these stuff happening at the same time too..too much stress...holiday should be relax but mine is getting from very bad to worse....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear if u hv anything to tell me just tell me pls dun drag...it just hurt me more haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-111368076226605093?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111368076226605093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111368076226605093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/04/wat-should-i-do.html' title='**wat should i do**'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-111356306166940837</id><published>2005-04-15T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T19:10:32.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**Chalet**</title><content type='html'>last 2 days went to chalet...wed went to sch for i.hub meeting from 10.30 till 2 plus i think then tok wif ju about her problems n some of mine...tok till 6 or 7 plus went hmto change n pack stuff to bring there....the first night didn't really do much we chat play cards n drink abit then celebrate a gal's bday i also can't remember her name lol...played wif sparkles n poppers...then night cycling about an hr the bike there were cheap n gd...1hr get 1 her free n over night is $10 lol so damn cheap lor...went to mac there to wash up then sms dear...then go back rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then next day went home around noon to bath n sleep awhile n find radio antenna cos dun knw hw to bloody hell some1 can break it..it was kept some more kao...then over slept...quickly bath n rush down to shop to buy some stuff for the BBQ run all the way back there lol damn tired then sms dear while resting...ate some food left alot of wings 50 i think...then at night b4 sleeping sms dear  tok about some stuff then listen radio n sleep le till this morning...the 2 nights nv sleep well as they burn the mos coil so smoky...reach home today then eat abit sms dear n friend then sleep till nw lol so tired...dun knw wats the plans for next week le c hw things goes bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last 2 days i dun knw wat happen to dear she like very quiet then also nv sms much dun knw anything happen anot like bz wif things hardly sms haiz wat happen?? she not like she was b4 the chalet tok on msn also nv say much...got anything wrong just tell me..tell me stright&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-111356306166940837?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111356306166940837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111356306166940837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/04/chalet.html' title='**Chalet**'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-111331575751637980</id><published>2005-04-13T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T09:10:10.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**Home Day**</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Yst went out wif dear went to catch movie at suntech b4 tat went to pick her then buy tics then lunch then walk walk in carrfour n minitoons stupid manchine con us then the arcade the toy catcher also con ppl the crawl so weak then put a big big toy there hw to catch??? next time dun play the catching 1 le...waste money go buy nice nice 1 better...well the movie not very gd also cos the starting to too fast n ending too...after went durian there sit sit from 7+ till 9+ reach there bought ice cream eat eat...those ah pak ice cream de small time ised to eat de.....then sent her home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffff66;"&gt;today at home do nth much only play game eat tv sian...wat to do no work haiz also no money got temp job anywhere???today dear went jogging... =) mth else to blog le so end here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-111331575751637980?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111331575751637980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111331575751637980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/04/home-day.html' title='**Home Day**'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-111307187193717004</id><published>2005-04-10T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T11:18:45.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**a messy time**</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;last thur we went to orchard after i went her house to pick her...reach orchard we went to play pool there was quite alot of ppl when wwe reach the pool center but at 4pm every start to go cos after 4 the price is 8.80 per hr abit high well we only found out after we played 2 hrs n pay the bill next time if going to tat place must not be after 4 pm le not we go watch a movie better...after tat went BK to hv dinner i had wopper meal n cheese sticks n she had big fish meal eat till full full then went to far east walk saw quite alot of new clothes but most r for gal lol saw 2 nice pendents at HE &amp;amp; SHE 1 look like a shield n other i can't really remember...hmm maybe will go back n get 1 of those....the last stop went to supermart to buy drink n snacks then went home......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri didn't do much but at night had a quarrel wif her, alot of unhappy stuff came out slept very later tat day as many things r going throught my mind thinking of many thing n stuff...many tears roll, when a friend gif u advice (like charish her,tc care of her be patient wif her,ect) will u listen?? u will right cos yr friend is telling u tat my dear is a very gd ger....but dear thinks tat i m just doing those cos my friend told me to do so n not on my own will...but if it's not my own will then i won't be hving this RS....i care about ppl feelings i dun play wif dem, i m not so heartless... but ppl does tat to me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat woke up early as can't really sleep, on the tv n watch cartoons till noon went online tok to my friend....then hv rubbish of lunch then went to take a nap till 8+ woke up msg dear then watch tv n had dinner after austin powers went to bath n do some DIY stuff then nw blogging....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw it's her dad's bday, Happy bday uncle!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i n her will be happy together for as long as possible Love U DEAR **MuckZ**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-111307187193717004?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111307187193717004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111307187193717004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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house after tat till 10 then go home...reach home chat abit then watch anime then played worms 3d awhile while msging dear...well yst was not a gd day polly passed away then my dear get weird sms from ppl so dun knw 1...always hv this type of ppl around damn wat hv no words to decribe dem think tat got some1 hp no. then just msg tat person u wan be friend when u nv even meet the person face to face or chat before they think wat is this irc,chat relay can just anyhw steal no. n start msging ppl....this is harrasing lor some more even can say wan to meet dotzzz dun knw u nv seen u or tok to u b4 then meet u must be mad lor pls lar go bang yr head on the wall n think about it...****ing retard sicko....only knw hw to waste ppl time n money only....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-111281233535960951?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-111271293186088865?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111271293186088865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111271293186088865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/04/sad-day.html' title='**SaD DaY**'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-111262223610228022</id><published>2005-04-05T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T13:06:31.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**TireD**</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffff66;"&gt;morning wake up early to go for CS compy when i reach there it was raining heavy was abit wet but dried off in the aircon lucky got bring jacket not completely wet sia....then play play awhile b4 the compy start...the compy score system was not fair plus the map given to us too the map given to us in the semi was a camping map my team was terror then the CT just buy awp n camp this type of map hw to play like tat they just wait for time to end and my team dun knw hw to play tat map also haiz then for the finals they r allow to choose maps dotzzzz....anyway quiet ok bah for me cos get to knife alot of ppl lol tat was fun...after compy played HL2 awhile there then go eat lunch at LJ then go hm ZZZzzz awhile b4 dear msg me...called her later as i was doing thing then played wif her minesweeper flag teach her hw to saw where the mines ^^V played till 7.30 then go watch GOOD LUCK after tat starwars ep1....nw blogging lol maybe will play game later....ask dear wan to come over tmr to play worms 3d or watch movie but dun knw will she come =\ so will see tmr bah tat's all for today lol feel abit odd cos like toking to the website haha =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-111262223610228022?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111262223610228022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111262223610228022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/04/tired.html' title='**TireD**'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-111250712189832563</id><published>2005-04-04T04:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T13:06:48.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**ThoughtS**</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;wake up at 8+ went to check com then go back sleep again, 12 plus wake up msg dear then watch seoul raiders had lunch at the same time...so sian later going out at 5+ for CS training...ju keep asking for $$$ for the CS compy and chalet like wat like tat she thinks i won't gif her like tat lor.... always is $$$ so cocky like tat if like tat shouldn't hv gone for the chalet....then CS training can do at home but some ppl dun knw y can't play at home then must go out play like wat like tat small problem dun wan to fix then must go out waste money ppl got work then can go out waste money lar...ask help to find job like so wat then help others to find job kao...nw i knw y ppl dun really like her..help to find like so stingy then when need help gif those watery eyes....next time dun wan to help dem liao so the wat1 by 1 making use of ppl damn sick of this lor....for sip they need help i dun wan to care liao...wat the meaning of friends sometimes as they only wan help from u then they come not kick u aside till need help again. haiz ppl come n go wat to do tat is life...no friend will stay by u all the time...to me i think pets are the best friends i will every hv...but i still got my dear to cheer me up but sometimes i dun knw y she suddenly just get angry wif me...ask her wat i do she ask me to go think wat i did....if i really knw wat i did will i still ask her? haiz&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/11866508-111250712189832563?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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too ^^V but very long to dl =~ .....after the show went on msn to tok to xiao zhu while toking to her was eating lunch too hee hope she dun scold me...eat finish le then setup this blog first time do blog so like dun knw wat to do n type also....then also can't find skin for my blog too went to blogskins.com but alot of the skins all disable....sian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went sleep awhile after finding like siao for skin......wake up had dinner had ba chor mee, rojak and kuey eat till full full...then came online tok to xiao zhu...she sk me to update blog but i keep telling her i dun knw wat to write till she say "stop telling mi u dunno wad to write k, if u dun wan e blog den delete it" after tat i knw wat to write for today le cos she gave me thing to write heee tmr maybe going for CS training cos mon got CS compy soooo sian can train at home 1 but the rest can't run the game cos of dun knw wat error only me, jo and ivan can play nia haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after training n c wat time can go meet xiao zhu if she wans to come out...cos training at TM... well must go le go slack around house again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-111244715794229378?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111244715794229378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111244715794229378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunkpo.blogspot.com/2005/04/another-boring-day.html' title='**Another Boring Day**'/><author><name>HammiePortal</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11866508.post-111242165888258550</id><published>2005-04-03T06:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T13:07:19.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April 02</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Hiiiie my new first blog, dear ask me to make 1 so i made 1...still finding skin n also dun knw wat to do n type =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11866508-111242165888258550?l=dunkpo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111242165888258550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11866508/posts/default/111242165888258550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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