<?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-19964590</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:31:53.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Drain Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-117553193381753700</id><published>2007-04-03T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T00:40:59.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Keys To My Heart!</title><content type='html'>&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-117553193381753700?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/117553193381753700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=117553193381753700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/117553193381753700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/117553193381753700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2007/04/keys-to-my-heart.html' title='The Keys To My Heart!'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-116459379518690359</id><published>2006-11-27T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T09:48:13.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love Tank</title><content type='html'>The Five Love Languages &lt;h2&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;My primary love language is probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quality Time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a secondary love language being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Acts of Service&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Complete set of results&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" border="'0'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Quality Time: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="'20'"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Acts of Service: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="'20'"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Physical Touch: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="'20'"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Receiving Gifts: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="'20'"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Words of Affirmation: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="'20'"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Information&lt;/h2&gt;Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. Sometimes we don't understand our partner's requirements, or even our own. We all have a "love tank" that needs to be filled in order for us to express love to others, but there are different means by which our tank can be filled, and there are different ways that we can express love to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" target="'_blank'"&gt;Take the quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-116459379518690359?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/116459379518690359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=116459379518690359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/116459379518690359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/116459379518690359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-love-tank.html' title='My Love Tank'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-116378498134821119</id><published>2006-11-18T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T02:21:26.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absent Makes The Heart Fonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The feeling of not getting to see you is miserable... However I will learn to overcome it. For the entire day, I am looking forward to your sms and calls. Although not getting to see you is miserable, it makes me understand how much I miss you and how important you are. Now I truly understand the phase "Absent Makes The Heart Fonder."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I received your sms today, I feel liked I am in cloud No.9! And when you called me, I feel I am on top of the World! So I guess if I get to see you, I will break down in tears of joy... hahaha... All I want to do is to give you a big warmth hug when I get to see you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I understand you mugging diligently and definitely there are a lot of readings to do. Calm down baby! I have faith in you that you will be able to do it. I believe in you! I can't help you much in mugging and therefore I can only give you moral support and physical support by buying you makan that you crave for or entertain you when you are too stressed. So Study Hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: I Miss You Very Much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-116378498134821119?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/116378498134821119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=116378498134821119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/116378498134821119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/116378498134821119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/11/absent-makes-heart-fonder.html' title='Absent Makes The Heart Fonder'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-116361099184599845</id><published>2006-11-16T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T01:16:32.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy One Month Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time really flies. Last month on this date at this time, we've gotten together. Everything seems so surreal! Although it is only a month being together, it feels like a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are still unsolved issues for us. I hope we can overcome them together and move on to our lovely journey. I believe as long our faith are strong, we can overcome any issues. Trust me! Trust me that we can do it together. You are not alone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I said before I will care for you, protect you and love you and this will always be my promise to you. I will never leave you in the lurch. I do not want to share your joy only, I want to share your agony, your sorrow, your fustrations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to be your cushion when you fall, be your punching bag when you are angry, be your tissue when you cry. I will always be there for you, now and forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I look forward to every month of this day and I hope it is the same for you. Let us build our little kingdom together day by day, month by month, year by year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: I LOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-116361099184599845?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/116361099184599845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=116361099184599845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/116361099184599845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/116361099184599845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-one-month-anniversary.html' title='Happy One Month Anniversary!'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-116358310646384655</id><published>2006-11-15T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:31:46.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaded...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As I was running a labtest, my I-tunes was playing Kelly Poon's Ai Wu Li and this song suddenly struck me with it's lyrics. Finally I understand why you listen to this song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So now, should I go or stay? Life is always making choices. Making a wrong choice is the last thing I wanna do. Why do you keep everything to yourself? Why can't things just stay in the past and not let it affect the present?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is your trust for me not enough? Am I not worth to deal this problem together with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Having mixed feelings and feeling jaded... Dun wanna be pushy and therefore suffer in silence is the only choice. When will all these end? Understand you are in a difficult position and it's not your fault. Why do guilt has to strike us? There wasn't any betrayal but why is there guilt? Is it a bad thing to be nice? Why people often take kindness as weakness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Am I pathing the path for you to take me  for granted? Am I pathing the path for you to neglect me? Maybe I am the one that cause all these problems...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: Waiting sillily for everything to come to a stop...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-116358310646384655?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/116358310646384655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=116358310646384655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/116358310646384655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/116358310646384655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/11/jaded.html' title='Jaded...'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-116313531009156204</id><published>2006-11-10T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T13:09:22.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fools In Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fools in love, well are there any other kinds of lovers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fools in love, is there any other kind of pain? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything you do, everywhere you go now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything you touch, everything you feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything you see, everything you know now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything you do, you do it for your baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love your baby, love your baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love your baby, love... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fools in love, are there any creatures more pathetic? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fools in love, never knowing when they've lost the game &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything you do, everywhere you go now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything you touch, everything you feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything you see, everything you know now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything you do, you do it for your baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love your baby, love your baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love your baby, love... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fools in love they think they're heroes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Cause they get to feel no pain I say fools in love are zeros &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I should know, I should know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because this fool's in love again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fools in love, gently hold each others hands forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fools in love, gently tear each other limb from limb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything you do, everywhere you go now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything you touch, everything you feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything you do, even your rock 'n' roll now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing mean a thing except you and your baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love your baby, love your baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love your baby, love... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fools in love they think they're heroes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Cause they get to feel no pain I say fools in love are zeros &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I should know, I should know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because this fool's in love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: I know, I know because I'm the Fool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-116313531009156204?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/116313531009156204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=116313531009156204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/116313531009156204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/116313531009156204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/11/fools-in-love.html' title='Fools In Love'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-116297994016704510</id><published>2006-11-08T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T13:04:46.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritating Attachment!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally gotten my paycheck yesterday! Guess what? I am only worth $16 per day! My cab fare is much more costly than my pay! Anyway with this paycheck, i can settle a few things on hand now! I wonder when can I clear my debt totally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for this attachment to be over so that I can start making money. I am liked so stuck here! I can't meet clients because I am liked stuck in the western side of Singapore! And worst of all, I am late for work frequently! I just got lecture by my supervisor again! Guess if I am late again, I will be send back to NP. The annoying thing is they keep implying that I will affect the rest of the students coming to this company because of my impression created here. I hate this most. I dun like to drag others down because of my fault! I really feel like withdrawing from this attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I will not allow myself to do it! If I do it that means I fail to my own promise. From now on, I will wake up 5.30 every morning. If 1 alarm is not enuff to wake me up, I will get 2 or 3 or 4... I must not let this lateness take over me and ruin me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I can do that, my manager just called up Dr Geng and told her that she is giving me a final warning! Great! If I'm going to late for another min in the next 3 mths, i will be send back to school! Arghh... Can this 3 months quickly pass? I hate this place! So far and out of the way! Whichever it is, I will not allow myself to be send back! I will get through this! I WILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Footnote: Change to suit the environment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-116297994016704510?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/116297994016704510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=116297994016704510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/116297994016704510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/116297994016704510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/11/irritating-attachment.html' title='Irritating Attachment!'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-116240183573469112</id><published>2006-11-02T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T15:06:03.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Saturday was the pre-Holloween party at MOS. Sweetie gotten me a red kimono to dress as Geisha that nite. I wanted a smurf or rooster costume instead but the rooster costume is too big due to the rooster head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Met up with sweetie and her cousins at 8plus and started dressing up. It was the 2nd time I cross-dress. Still rem the first time I cross-dressed was at JC with Terry and the rest! I was a St Nick gal then! So happening! Miss those good old days! Anyway when we hit the streets of Boat Quay that night, thousand of pair of eyes were on us! So many people stop us to take pictures! Now I understand the pleasure of being in the limelight! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/blog.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However the crowd in MOS was a letdown. The ration of people dressing up vs people without costume is 2:8! Drink in MOS is expensive too! A jug of vodka cranberry and a beer cost us $67! The vodka cranberry tasted of cranberry more than vodka! Can someone tell MOS to be more generous in their alcohol?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before meeting the gang to party, I was having my wakeboard training! Finally I was nailing 2 wakes constantly on my heelside! Therefore I headed on for my toeside 1 wake! I hope I can master this asap so that I can do toeside 2 wakes and nail some grabs as well! Planning to have more injuries as time goes by! hahaha! crazy fucker i m!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I went back Ngee Ann to present to a group of foreign delegates from the Asean Youth Ship! The feeling of heading back to NP and seeing so many students around really make me miss NP very much! It is a waste that I won't be able to receive my certificate with my fellow classmates. I also kind of think about results the past few sems! Full of energy when I came in to NP but this form of energy slowly drains off with so many other things that come along the way! Another semester and I have to bid farewell to NP, a place where sorrow and happiness has been produced! Whichever it is, I have to thank NP for the shelter for the past 3 years! Now I just can't wait for my attachment to end so that I can head back to NP and study!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life has been pretty messy for me recently! I have mixed feelings and I feel so vexed over it! I just hope this freaking feeling will go away soon! Dun want this to drain me up! I will learn to face it and conqueror it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: Match up to my own expectations!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-116240183573469112?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/116240183573469112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=116240183573469112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/116240183573469112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/116240183573469112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/11/random.html' title='Random...'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-116183583565769227</id><published>2006-10-26T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T12:10:42.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drivers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Monday night, sweetie and I went to catch Hustle and Flow at Vivo City. We were liked waiting for bus 963 for half an hour and still no sign of the bus so we decided to catcha cabbie instead as the movie was starting soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We boarded a Premier cab at Bukit Panjang and the driver was a an old uncle. I told him we wanted to go harbour front and he actually offered to take PIE den CTE! I was liked NONO! That is a super long detour! Should take Bukit Timah Road den head to AYE then to Pasir Panjang. He agreed and he drove. But guess wat?! Instead of turning to Cashew Road to head on to Bukit Timah Road, he turned to Bukit Panjang Plaze direction and went on a detour to head on to Bukit Timah Road. Arghh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thinking maybe he didn't know that Cashew would be a shorter journey so I told him that he could use the road in future if he needs to go Bukit Timah Road from Pending. Instead of being grateful, he accused me that I told him to go that way! I was liked WTF in my head? Then he went, both ways not much difference. That day my mood was pretty bad and basically he rubbed salt into my wound! I told him off straight after that! I said: "Of course not much difference, you're not the one paying!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess my sweetie was pretty taken aback by that! Anyway when we reached Vivo, he charged us 15.50 in total. 12.50 for the distance travelled, 3 for the surcharge. Both of us thought it was weird. Why was there another 2 bucks surcharge when we boarded the cab at 9.15pm? The 1 buck is for PH eve surcharge and we could understand that. According to him, it's ph eve and every cab is charging 3 bucks. We were running short of time so we paid but I gotten him to write down a receipt for me. Made a call to the call centre and waiting for their reply!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I went out of the house 5 mins later and I almost miss my company transport so decided to call the uncle to wait for me! I was there exactly at 7.30am and he started screwing me when he saw me! He said I kept doing this but this is the 2nd time only! So I retaliated! After got onto the bus, he went on again! I was so pissed off that I told him "enough is enough!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Previously after screwed by him, I decided not to take the transport if I left my place 5 mins later. Therefore, everytime I reach work late and my manager complains about that. Today decided not to let my manager complains, I called him and once again I was screwed by him! Come on! The memo wrote the bus will wait to 7.30! What's wrong with him man? Why all the service drivers are like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Side track abit. I find myself too full of complains and I have decided to change! Will change to suit the environment! Mark my words for those who are reading this! I will be a BETTER MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today super bad day! I am running a test now! The entire test is so slow and the sludge is so stinky! After breathing in(despite with a mask respirator on), I feel unwell! My lungs seem so tight and I feel difficult in breathing! Why all the shit things come together? I wonder what is next?! Hopefully my manager allows me to return to home to rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: Change myself to suit the envirnoment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-116183583565769227?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/116183583565769227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=116183583565769227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/116183583565769227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/116183583565769227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/10/drivers.html' title='Drivers...'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-116157260856798835</id><published>2006-10-23T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T11:04:21.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A quiet day in the office! Only 3 staff including myself from the sales team are in the office. One perm staff, one part-timer and one intern. Guess this is the best time to blog! Actually I blog last week but I fell asleep and my mum switched off my laptop and there goes my posting. sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The previous Sat, I nailed 3 new tricks and last sat I nailed another 1. Oh! They are all surface tricks. Despite I nailed the tricks, there's a price to pay! Had a number of face plant and back slam! Now my freaking neck is aching liked hell! I almost injure my knee during the previous training! Had a bad landing during 2 wakes jump but luckily I had the kneebrace to hold my knee. One more surface trick and I am cleared with the novice surface tricks list and welcome to air tricks! Coach Ed wants me to compete in intermediate next year which I am pretty sceptical. Anyway will see how things go and decide later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have started teaching beginner to wakeboard at BCP. Last Sunday was my 2nd time and this coming Tuesday(which is tomorrow) will be my first time leading a grp over despite Long will be around to supervise. Last Sunday was a great day for me! A day that changed my status!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Early in the morning, I met this grp of 10 plus people. Majority of them are couples! This particular gal seemed so farmiliar but I simply can't remember who is she. Anyway I din bother to find out till I reached BCP. During the journey, she caught my attention again and again. The first contact I had with her was at the custom. The next contact was when I taught her how to wakeboard. And it was also this time that I got to know her by name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She fell off from the kneeboard during her first attempt but was successful in the second. Then I started chatting with her and this time Mike came over and joined in the conversation. Mike asked a question which made me very embarrassed. "Are you single?" I was liked, GOSH! WHAT THE HELL? in my head! He then started promoting me and all... haha... funny dude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But that was the question that brighten my day as her answered was "Yes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feeling shy and happy, I started riding. Went a few round and came back. Started exchanging smiles with her and having small talks here and there. Finally had a good long talk with her after lunch and that was the time that I found out we have a lot of similarities. Musical, ballet performance, seasports, school and etc. This was also the time that I found out why she looked so farmiliar to me. We agreed to exchange contacts so that we can ask each other out for these performances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That Sunday I was trying to learn to pillion people while riding. Firdaus became my passenger but I simply couldn't do it. Did a few times but I failed! Later in the day, she gave me the honour to pillion her. She was my first female passenger! COOL! I was so excited despite I failed to launch off again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The day came to end and we had to leave for our ferry! I was liked thinking of how to ask her number though she has agreed to give me. When I got into the ferry, I saw her outside the loo and I guessed this was the opportunity and I went for it. She told me she would give me later. Long told me the best time to ask her number was at the the checkpoint. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I started walking slowly in front of her and also get her to take my wallet out from my bag, hoping to be in the same queue as her. I managed to do it she was just in front of me and I was liked hesitating with my phone on my hand. Her frenz tabbed her right shoulder and she turned and looked at me. This moment I plucked up my courage and seized the chance. I went "So can I have your numbe now?" but before that I thanked her frenz for helping me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: Change of World!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-116157260856798835?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/116157260856798835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=116157260856798835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/116157260856798835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/116157260856798835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/10/change-of-world.html' title='Change of World'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-115985379170278587</id><published>2006-10-03T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T13:42:01.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding and Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last weekend, it's my Sister's 21st birthday and my primary school friend's wedding. Gosh... My sister is already 21! I can still remember when she was sucking a milk bottle then... Times really fly! At the birthday, met her frenz and know some new people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that she is 21, she is on her own from now on! Guess that's wat 21 is all about! I still remember I celebrated my 21 birthday during BMT! SUCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides Wenhao is married, Edna is married too! During the dinner, we were like speculating who will be the next in line and who will be the last. I guess I will be the last one looking at the rate I am going. hahahaha... It's a total different ball game I think. Everyone has their thing to look for in life and my is a career of my own currently! Marriage has to be delayed abit. Hope that my sister can get marry first and produce a baby for my parents to "play". hahaahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides wedding and birthday party, I went down to the HSBC Worldcup Wakeboarding Competition at Bedok. Looking at those pros doing all the technical tricks really make me feel so envy. How I wish my parents are rich and I am a child! I believe I can be liked them if I receive the same treatment when I was younger. Anyway I am going to try my best to make it big too in local scene! Watch out for me people! Double S-bend, 313, 911 here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My current favourite female rider, Dallas Friday, was injured during her run. Sigh... She fractured her thighbone. Ouch! Her tricks are awesome. Basically all technical tricks! Besides being a good rider, she is a hot babe! How I wish she is my gf... hahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/hs7s0352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: Ride For Life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-115985379170278587?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/115985379170278587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=115985379170278587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115985379170278587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115985379170278587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/10/wedding-and-birthday.html' title='Wedding and Birthday'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-115943231185998426</id><published>2006-09-28T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T16:34:34.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Needs and Wants</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are so many things I wanna own now... Let me list them out and see how many of them can I get by end of the year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) Car - Mini Cooper, XC90, RAV4, Mazda 3, RX 300, RX8 or BMW330Ci &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) Weekender Boardbag by Liquid Force &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) Jetpilot Crown Jewel Boardshorts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4) Jetski &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5) A Europe/Japan&amp;amp;Korea/USA Holiday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6) A set of diving gear by ScubaPro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7) Spa Package &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8) Unlimited Wakeboarding Sessions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9) My own business &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10) Camera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11) PDA mobile fone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12) Green IPOD Nano &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;13) Condominium &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14) Credit CardS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15) GF? no idea about that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm... Something are realistic and attainable while something I have to wait... Whichever it is, The list will go on and I will update it once I got new items in mind... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: Dreams That Come True...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-115943231185998426?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/115943231185998426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=115943231185998426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115943231185998426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115943231185998426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/09/needs-and-wants_28.html' title='Needs and Wants'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-115923536454778919</id><published>2006-09-26T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T13:51:27.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I happened run through my friendster testimonial and found out that even the last testimonial by Her was deleted! Gosh... Although this testimonial doesn't sound really nice, it was the last testimonial by Her. Why must She delete it away? The initial sweet testimonial was already deleted after She left me and now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is so scary to see people become so cold when feelings change. I admit I am liked that too... However I will still think of the person despite not contacting the person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Adeline's birthday is round the corner and she is turning 21 soon. That's fast! Just imagine those days she was a baby... hahaha... She is having a birthday chalet this come weekend and lotsa people are invited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wenhao is getting married this coming Sunday. He is the first primary school friend among my clique to get married. Guess he can do it as he already has a career... Some of my friends pop the "when are you getting attached again" question to me. They went " You're not getting any younger." ahahahhaha.... All I can do is luff and give them a reply. "No one wants me! Even someone wants me, I'm not keen to be attached at the moment."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are so many things in life that I have yet to do and so many things that I want I have yet to get. Indeed marriage and children are 2 of them but these 2 can hold on abit longer while I get all those other stuff first. I believe there are still a lot of great ladies and gals out there. What's the hurry ya? hahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway now I have my baby nephew, Keane, to love. I can dedicate all my child's love to him for the moment... haha... I just hope that what I am planning now takes off... It's going to be a challenge for me to make it comes true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: Love Is In The Air...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-115923536454778919?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/115923536454778919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=115923536454778919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115923536454778919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115923536454778919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/09/people.html' title='People...'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-115903339271793718</id><published>2006-09-24T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T01:46:38.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Babe!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to BCP today and guess who I met? My jc mate, XinHui! Basically she is Cinddie's classmate then and I saw her around in school. Sort of know her before jc time as I always bumped into her every morning taking bus to sch during secondary school days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During secondary sch and even JC days, I feel she was liked an Ah Lian! hahaha... Always carried the chantel bag and walked liked she bloody own the road! hahaha... She was rather chubby then too! But I must say she has her own kind of look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, she looks stunning now! She has such a HOT figure that every guy would yearn their gf to be liked her. Anyway I guess everyone is changing! It's changing for the good or bad! For her case, it is good and I have a total different impression of her now! haahaha... Not because of her looks! That is totally secondary. She seems pretty mature now and I am impressed with her dedication to relationship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she also commented that I have changed since JC days and I look much better now! hahahahaha... Hope she is not kidding me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of drooling over her... Talk abit about my riding today! I have never tried going 10 rounds non stop! It's a total of 8km that I have ridden today! Before that, I did 5 or 6 rounds without stopping too! It's a good training for stamina! I have to conclude that BCP is tough to do tall edging. Guess I must go back to seated edge at BCP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: Changing is part and parcel of life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-115903339271793718?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/115903339271793718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=115903339271793718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115903339271793718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115903339271793718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/09/hot-babe.html' title='Hot Babe!!!'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-115863349857894068</id><published>2006-09-19T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T10:38:18.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Bus Journey!!! Arghh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This morning I took public transport to work as I overslept and I know I will definitely miss the company transport at batam. I thought 154 will take the most 1hr to reach boonlay but it took 1 1/2 freaking hours to reach boonlay. Arghhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When the bus hit Jalan Bahar, I was liked finally the ride was over but the freaking bus went one big round the chinese garden area and den jurong west rd before it hit boonlay... My butt was already numbed when I reached Boonlay... sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will never take 154 to boonlay again. this is simply a crazy bus ride! SBS what the hell are you guys thinking? I know you wanna make money but dunno need to put people thru this right? I pity those who study NTU and have to take 154 to Boonlay interchange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Footnote: Do not oversleep anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-115863349857894068?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/115863349857894068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=115863349857894068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115863349857894068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115863349857894068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/09/long-bus-journey-arghh.html' title='Long Bus Journey!!! Arghh'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-115820653068699355</id><published>2006-09-14T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T12:03:37.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored to Boring...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am in my lab now and trying very hard to maintain 80 degree C for the sample that is stirring on the stirring plate. According to instruction, I have to boil it for 4 hours. Guess this is the time that I should blog! Haven been blogging awhile and suppose to blog "Happening Weekend 2" but simply too tired to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I am working at Tuas in a Austrian company named Andritz. Not a bad company... My supervisor was ex-NP student and in the same coz as me and my manager was from SP! Both of them are ladies! Manager already has a kid and supervisor is only 23 yrs old! Got 2 Asst. Managers and both of them are men! Nice ppl! Basically I'm pretty independent here. They give me the task and let me handle it myself. Last week, my supervisor, Krystal, babysat me for the entire week but this week, she is away for an exhibition and I am on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working life is so different from school. I am so tired after work! How I wish I will have more energy to go for run or gym! Anyway recently Baojun celebrated her birthday and she invited Desiree and me to go but Des did not turn up! She made me waited for her liked 3 hours while she was happily shopping with Ben. This is my first time that I am so pissed off with her! But in the end, I oso let the matter rest... Guess being angry with someone is a very tiring thing to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At BJ's birthday, met a lot of people! Matthew's gf is damn hot and her figure is OUCH!!! Other than her, BJ's schoolmates look good man! Her best friend Brenda is simply crazy... She and her Chicken Macnuggets in yogurt! Till now I am still thinking what's it about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently met Jianghan and Shihan for supper! Guess I am damn in luck to have supper with 2 hot babes! Basically I think a single life is not too bad! Can just go anyway anytime with anyone I want! There are also disadvantages in being single! However if I wanna crave a future now, I guess I just have to keep my current way of life! Put all my effort and brain cells in making money and starting my career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this post is damn boring because I am so bored to think of any interesting to write! Till next time I guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Footnote: Life gets boring without you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-115820653068699355?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/115820653068699355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=115820653068699355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115820653068699355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115820653068699355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/09/bored-to-boring.html' title='Bored to Boring...'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-115760598628188600</id><published>2006-09-07T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T13:38:05.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Were My Everything by Aviation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[Talking] This goes out to someone that was&lt;br /&gt;Once the most important person in my life&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t realize it at the time&lt;br /&gt;I can’t forgive myself for the way I treated you so&lt;br /&gt;I don’t really expect you to either&lt;br /&gt;It’s just... I don’t even know&lt;br /&gt;Just listen…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re the one that I want, the one that I need&lt;br /&gt;The one that I gotta have just to succeed&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw you, I knew it was real&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry about the pain I made you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wasn’t me; let me show you the way&lt;br /&gt;I looked for the sun, but it’s raining today&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I first looked into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;It was like God was there, heaven in the skies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore a disguise 'cause I didn’t want to get hurt&lt;br /&gt;But I didn’t know I made everything worse&lt;br /&gt;You told me we were crazy in love&lt;br /&gt;But you didn’t care when push came to shove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you loved me as much as you said you did&lt;br /&gt;Then you wouldn’t have hurt me like I ain’t shit&lt;br /&gt;Now you pushed me away like you never even knew me&lt;br /&gt;I loved you with my heart, really and truly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you forgot about the times that we shared&lt;br /&gt;When I would run my fingers through your hair&lt;br /&gt;Late nights, just holding you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how I could do you so wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna show you I really need to hold you&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna know you like no one could else know you&lt;br /&gt;You’re number one, always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And now I can’t believe that our love is torn apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;I need you and&lt;br /&gt;I miss you and&lt;br /&gt;I want you and&lt;br /&gt;I love you ‘cause&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you,I wanna kiss you&lt;br /&gt;You were my everything&lt;br /&gt;And I really miss you [2x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew you gonna sit and play this with your new man&lt;br /&gt;And then sit and laugh as you’re holding his hand&lt;br /&gt;The thought of that just shatters my heart&lt;br /&gt;It breaks in my soul and it tears me apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times we was off I was scared to show you&lt;br /&gt;Now I wanna hold you until I can’t hold you&lt;br /&gt;Without you, everything seems strange&lt;br /&gt;Your name is forever planted in my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, I’m insane,&lt;br /&gt;Take away the pain&lt;br /&gt;Take away the hurt&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we can make it work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about when you&lt;br /&gt;Looked into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Told me you loved me&lt;br /&gt;As you would hugged me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess everything you said was a lie&lt;br /&gt;I think about it, it brings tears to my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m not even a thought in your mind&lt;br /&gt;I can see clearly, my love is not blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;I need you and&lt;br /&gt;I miss you and&lt;br /&gt;I want you and&lt;br /&gt;I love you ‘causeI wanna hold you,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna kiss you&lt;br /&gt;You were my everything&lt;br /&gt;And I really miss you [2x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Talking] I just wish everything could have turned out differently&lt;br /&gt;I had a special feeling about you&lt;br /&gt;I thought maybe you did too&lt;br /&gt;You would understand, but…&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, you’ll always be in my heart&lt;br /&gt;You’ll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first day, it seemed so magical&lt;br /&gt;I remember all the time that I had with you&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you first came to my house?&lt;br /&gt;You looked like an angel wearing that blouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hit it off, I knew it was real&lt;br /&gt;But now I can’t take all the pain that I feel&lt;br /&gt;Reach in your heart, I know I’m still there&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna hear that you no longer care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the times? Remember when we kissed?&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t think you would ever do me like this&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t think you’d wanna see me depressed&lt;br /&gt;I thought you’d be there for me, this I confess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said you were my best friend, was that a lie?&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m nothing to you, you’re with another guy&lt;br /&gt;I tried, I tried, I tried, and I’m trying&lt;br /&gt;Now on the inside it feels like I’m dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;I need you and&lt;br /&gt;I miss you and&lt;br /&gt;I want you and&lt;br /&gt;I love you ‘cause&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna kiss youY&lt;br /&gt;ou were my everything&lt;br /&gt;And I really miss you [2x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Talking] And I do miss you&lt;br /&gt;I just thought we were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;I guess now, we’ll never know&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I want is for you to be happy&lt;br /&gt;Whether it be with me, or without me&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: This is for YOU! Hope YOU are still reading my blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-115760598628188600?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/115760598628188600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=115760598628188600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115760598628188600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115760598628188600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-were-my-everything-by-aviation.html' title='You Were My Everything by Aviation'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-115742840402869335</id><published>2006-09-05T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T11:54:30.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happening Weekend Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up at 8am last friday and headed down to Punggol to collect boat. Afterwhich I met Kelvin at Uncle Patrick's kelong. Basically a group of childcare teachers went to the kelong to celebrate Teachers' Day! They also had sailing done! Guess who followed me? Chris! He was pretty terrific initially with all the engine noise and the choppy sea but after awhile he was used to it! At the kelong, he jumped down into the water for a swim. hahahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_3585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chris trying to get a tan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_3590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taking a break after a long drive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_3591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Felt so refresh after a swim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beside Chris had his fun, I also had mine! Check this out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_3592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wanna hop on for a ride?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_3593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dun I just look hot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After settling that group, I headed down to ECP to lay the swim lane for the NB aquathlon. Reached there like 3.30pm and it ended at 6.30pm! Freaking tiring thing to do. The stupid boat engine could not be trimmed up and down. I had to anchor my boat in the sea and swim to shore to prevent my prop from being grounded. It's so irritating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The stupid engine broke down when I was on my way back! Arghh... All of a sudden the engine ceased and I started it again, it can only travel at 1000rpm. Anything more than that, it would cease. The night falls fast and it was total darkness. I was like "snailing" in the sea while waiting for backup! I drifted out to the open sea and I was damn worried that a tanker would be coming for me. It was like so dark and cold! Thank goodness I have my flight jacket wetsuit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I felt so guilty towards Chris to make him suffered with me! I bet he was very hungry then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;By the time the backup came, it was like 10plus! He tried to fixed the engine and forgotten the drift was so strong and eventually we landed up in the shallow water. I had to pull the boat out into deep water but the stupid wave kept pushing the boat to the shore! arghhhh.... I fought there for an hour lah! Can you imagine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When everything was over, it was already 12am and I had yet to eat my dinner! I was totally famished!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Footnote: Always bring food along in boating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-115742840402869335?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/115742840402869335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=115742840402869335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115742840402869335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115742840402869335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/09/happening-weekend-part-1.html' title='Happening Weekend Part 1'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-115705493156730363</id><published>2006-09-01T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T04:16:49.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clubbing, Movie Marathon then Work!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dun ask me why I always post at wee hours... Guess I am too free... haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night when to Zouk and I can say it was a night of friends, friends and friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Actually din really have the mood to club but promised Joanne that I would go down so I went! Never expected to meet so many people in one night! First it was Dowell, followed by Geraldine from Sch of Biz den Chong Hui... It was freaking crowded... Guess all the students were let out of cage last nite! hahahaha...It took me a while to find Joanne and in the end I did but never expect will bump into my ex-canoeing teammates! To top it up, right besides them were my CE coursemates! Gosh! Besides all the school friends that I met, I met Cheryl Anne and Charmaine! That's simply crazy man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway last nite I was supposed to be dancing with Joanne and clique! However I ended up with Chong Hui's friend, Shi Han! She is really a hottie! Chong's friend tried to hit on her but chicken out in the end... I can only say big guy with small guts! hahahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shi Han is really a hot chick but she is pretty conservative and reserved. Overall she is a nice and hot gal! hahaha... Anyway went home together with her. Count myself lucky as she lives the block besides my block! hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway today went to catch 2 movies with Chai: Devils Wear Prada and Click! I can say these 2 movies are worth the money!!! You should check how Miranda in DWP speaks! Awesome!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After movie, it was dinner and shopping! I ended up getting a pair of flip-flops from NUM! Dinner was alright at HK Cafe. Not as fantastic as people said! However I got myself a bill with service charge ripped off. hahaha... That's the power of a Cantonese Guy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Canto Rocks My Socks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dun envy me, Be Jealous of me! hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In a few hours time, I will be off to work! Long day in the sea! Hope the weather will not be as wet as the past 2 days! Will be bringing Chris out! Watch out for our photos in my next posting! hahahaha... Hope he gets a good tan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Desiree, I am angried with you! Told me 5 minutes that you would return my call and in the end I waited 1 hour and still no call! Kick your ass the next time I see ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Footnote: Dialects Helps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-115705493156730363?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/115705493156730363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=115705493156730363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115705493156730363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115705493156730363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/09/clubbing-movie-marathon-then-work.html' title='Clubbing, Movie Marathon then Work!'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-115678342999433590</id><published>2006-08-29T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T00:45:47.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Monday is the start of the week to me though some people say Sunday should be the start of the week. Whichever it is, it was a very happy day for me despite I have slept like 6 hours and never slept a sinlge wink on the night before! I just hope this happiness continue till the end of the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why am I so happy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We caught a movie together(finally), shopped a fair bit and ate a bit... We met around one plus den we went to shop for her dress at Far East Plaza. After that we went to eat lunch at Scotts and once again she never eat! haiz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway I got a new pair of slippers from PUMA! She said the colour is nice! hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We caught the "Break Up" and had tacco in the cinema... haha... finally she ate the same amount as me! Before movie we went to zara and shop and she tried this dress which she really looks GORGEOUS in it! &lt;you&gt;But they had no size for her so we have to reserved from other boutique which we collected after movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though the day seems simple and all but I am indeed very happy to be able to spend time with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! It's not so much about how long I see &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, it's about how the day was spent and with who! I hope to have more of these times with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Footnote: I am just a boy, standing in front of a gal, telling her to love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-115678342999433590?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/115678342999433590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=115678342999433590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115678342999433590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115678342999433590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/08/you.html' title='YOU'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-115663001852064521</id><published>2006-08-27T05:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T06:13:35.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Shitty Day In A Row...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday supposed to go out with Chai alone but in the end ended up with a group of people... Honestly that was pretty turn off to me but shit does happen... Wat make it worse was the crashed with Dawn...&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this first date will not be the last date with Chai...&lt;br /&gt;Today supposed to head onto BCP but I was bloody late lah... I overslept as I slept at 4am on a sat morning. Therefore I have to take 10am ferry. Luckily Shawn gave me a call and I rushed down to Harbour Front and half way, I discovered I forgotten my passport. I made my way home immediately and guess how's much is my cabfare when I hit harbourfront?&lt;br /&gt;IT'S $22!!! Gosh...&lt;br /&gt;When I reached, it was like 9.55am! Damn... Gate closed so I have to wait for the 11 ferry to sekupang and at sekupang, I have to take a cab to BCP which cost me $10! Total for cab fare is $30! The day at BCP is good shit! I will regret if I din go! Met so many passionate riders, be it old or young! Keep the fire buring PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;I was like thinking whether it is an omen to tell me to stay at home and not go? hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;When I got back SG, got into a tiff with Chai... Come on people, let's chill... Why take everything so seriously? Life will be too hard if you always take everything so seriously!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I just got home from Geographer! It's a great place! thanks shawn! It's fun place man! Music is good! People are nice! Just can't wait to go back for more!&lt;br /&gt;I have work at 10am and I still freaking awake now! Go and sleep ADRIAN!&lt;br /&gt;Before I sleep, let show u my essay that I wrote during my paper!&lt;br /&gt;"This is my first time walking into an Exam Hall unprepared and I dun feel a single bit of fear! Guess this is the power of decisiveness. I never expect myself to do this but I never regret. The 3 months rest a was splendid one. I have rediscovered myself and more things in life. Studies is not the only way to success. There're a lot of factors that come into play. PASSION, KNOWLEDGE, HARDWORK, RESPONSIBILITY, INTEREST AND FORESIGHT contribute a lot to your success. There are numberous way to find joy in life. However to find joy in life, you have to love yourself first. If you dun love yourself, no matter how rich you are or how famous and powerful you are, you WON'T be happy. Money is the bonus factor or I called it the additives/supplement to boosy your joy! With money, you eat the best stuff, stay in the best place, wear the the most fancyful top, drive the fastest care and etc! However without money, you still can do all that have but have to removed the word best! Whichever, it is, we should never look back. Let's charge forward and enjoy what we have now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: I will never regreat again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-115663001852064521?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/115663001852064521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=115663001852064521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115663001852064521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115663001852064521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/08/2-shitty-day-in-row.html' title='2 Shitty Day In A Row...'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-115645453899876811</id><published>2006-08-25T05:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T05:22:19.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Statement!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went down to The Board Shop and gotten myself the JetPilot boardshort and 2 cable DVD... I din expect myself to spend this much but i did... arghhh... I must say that STATEMENT is indeed a very inspirational cable video... I know what you guys are thinking!!! Burn for you rite? Sorry people, I dun do piracy plus this dvd is being protected and I m an idiot to hack the code. If you wanna get it, head down TBS to get one! If you wanna lend from me, a fee of $5 will be imposed! hahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to meet desiree at 3pm but we kept delaying till 4.30... Anyway hope she will be happy soon! She will be leaving for NZ in abt 14hours time! Bon Voyage little Sister!!! Forget about the matter, you still have me! Let's Backroll and Air Raley together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baojun... I am so gonna kill you if you going to be late like this again!!! Told me coming down aroud 4 plus but in the end showed up at 8.30pm! Kick your ASS!!! I am so happy for you for getting the 134 Cadence... I can't wait to ride with you again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got a PCON paper at 2pm and I decided to put down my student ID and then walked out but Des told me I must wait for an hour before I can leave the hall... Irritating!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have deleted it... Hope you are feeling more comfortable now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Footnote: Just do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-115645453899876811?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/115645453899876811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=115645453899876811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115645453899876811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115645453899876811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/08/statement.html' title='Statement!!!'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-115635453268404013</id><published>2006-08-24T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T23:50:36.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day Of My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to ride with Eddie again! I was like supposed to be there at 2 plus to do something but I was still at home that time. Luckily Stella just left sch and she came to pick me up and head to Loyang together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Met Dom, Rena and Sam there. Today my lifevest had made it debut. So comfortable and so hot looking!!! Did my 2 wake HS today and it was getting better! Now I'm working on the 'air'. Hope get more air and air time! Then I can hang myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The gals are really cam whore! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started taking photos once they were on the boat! They took so many pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Simply crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Idiotic Stella is asleep now. Got to wait for her to send over the photos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will post it next round I promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stella and Rena did pretty well today! Their edging is improving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just take randomrena always need to be reminded to bend her knees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stella did bunnyhop which I promised that I will teach her today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She also surprised us with a 1 wake TS jump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Way to go gals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How can I forget Dom? He is a fun guy and he did a crazy thing today! He threw his handle off and catch it again while riding! HAHA... Like a clown man!!! So cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to Simpang Bedok and eat and then took a bus home! No money to take cabbie... Sigh... Basically I carried all my barangs barangs onto the bus... Took 31 and den freaking change to 966... So troublesome to lug a board and vest onto the bus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAMN!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I sprained my freaking ankle on the bus!!! Trying to get out of my seat and afraid my board will hit on the Encik on my left, I have to wriggle my way out very carefully but I forgotten the height of the ledge and I misjudged. There's goes my right ankle! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OUCH!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Footnote: Take taxi or drive when you have a personal board!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-115635453268404013?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/115635453268404013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=115635453268404013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115635453268404013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115635453268404013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/08/another-day-of-my-life.html' title='Another Day Of My Life'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-115619087320074312</id><published>2006-08-22T04:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T08:14:41.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Darling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to Kenneth house and visited my darling Keane with my sister... He really makes my day! So cute!!! Bought him some biscuit! He really loves to eat... and this is the first time he called me Uncle! I am so impressed with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_3498.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Baby Keane!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_3501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Darling inspecting the things we brought!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also had wine with Kenneth. This was the first time that we cousins had drink together and we started chatting about his company and soccer. Never expect to have such a time with him! Korkor let's do it more often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_3504.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am so happy so see Uncle Adrian and Auntie Adeline!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_3515.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let me show you my dancing skill!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_3512.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Opps... Better clean up the mess before mummy comes in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;While we were drinking, our darling was enjoying his biscuit and having his own fun! He was watching barney and started dancing away. Last time he only loved to play with guys but now he starts to grow to love to play with gals... hahaha... That's the way boy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_3505.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanna eat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_3514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This Auntie is so pretty... I want my future gf to be as pretty as her and I wanna to be as hot as her brother!!! Yeah.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Footnote: A baby will keep your troubles away... Go get one!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-115619087320074312?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/115619087320074312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=115619087320074312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115619087320074312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115619087320074312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-darling.html' title='My Darling...'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-115615885319066815</id><published>2006-08-21T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T19:38:26.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Stuff!!! Exciting Me!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Check this out people!!! My vest, boardshirt and wetsuit came today! They look so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this and a pair of red jetpilot boardshorts plus my Watson, dun I look super dashing? Dun I look like a Professional Rescue Team Member too? I think I am the only one who has this colour in Singapore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_3504.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_3505.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No more cold time while driving the boat on a rainy day!!! YEAHHHH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_3507.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_3508_2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple and dry fast top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_3506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun ask me how much I pay for all these... I am afraid you will get a fright in your life... hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wait to see use them... So exciting!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Footnote: New Things, New Life! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-115615885319066815?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/115615885319066815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=115615885319066815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115615885319066815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115615885319066815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/08/cool-stuff-exciting-me.html' title='Cool Stuff!!! Exciting Me!!!'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-115610241695672086</id><published>2006-08-21T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T08:15:57.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Zzzz! Darn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Damn... I was liked so tired just now and supposed to be asleep like 2 hours ago... After talking over the phone, i feel so awake! This is so shitty! I have to wake up early later... Need to do something real important before heading to school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I am listening to some cool jazz music and randomly blogging... so pardon if there's no link between para.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will be seeing my Course Manager to appeal to defer my attachment so that I can repeat my 3.1 sem first! Hopefully my appeal is successful! If not I will have to do my attachment first before I repeat my module! Keeping my finger cross man! Once successful, it will betime for me to find a job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know you aren't feeling well and yet you are so stubborn... Dun wanna rub vapour rub or lie on 2 pillows so that your nose will be unblocked! Hope you will be feeling better when you wake up later! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finding trust or faith again in someone or in something is really a tough thingy... It takes time I guess... The idiom goes this way&lt;br /&gt;"Once Bitten Twice Shy". Besides give others a chance, most importantly we must give ourselves the chance to trust again. If we keep shutting our door, we are basically missing out some good opportunities in life. Once it's gone, it will never come back! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No one is rushing no one... Going slow and letting nature takes its course is sometimes the best option in life! So let's slowly discover every single bit of things around us and who knows, we may find something unexpectedly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss my mother!!! She is at Bangkok for 2nd day! Wonder wat did she get for me man!!! haha... hmmm... finally my eyelids decided to shut... okay ciao guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Footnote: Take Your Time To Discover Everyone And Everything Around Us!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-115610241695672086?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/115610241695672086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=115610241695672086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115610241695672086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115610241695672086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/08/cant-zzzz-darn.html' title='Can&apos;t Zzzz! Darn!'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-115600916790203008</id><published>2006-08-20T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T02:15:01.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss and Kiss and Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night was a night full of kisses!!! Basically I met up with Rena, Dawn, Chailert and Leonard first before heading down to get Rena's bikini... They started taking photos in the train... Make me feel like some sua gu tourists...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rena really used her heart and soul to find the perfect bikini for the Oakley Wakeboard event BUT she got something that's not her favourite becoz the fav piece is too big for her... hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw a top that I like so much at Check boutique at Heerren... Anyway care to buy for me? NVM!!! Going to get it these few days... hehehe... Rooster rocks my socks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner and once again our dearest Chailert ate so little... haiz... Guess next time I have to bring along a funnel and force the food thru the funnel into her stomach man... Arghhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, my little sister, Desiree, and Sam came to join us... and We met Baojun and John at cineleisure... We had drinks at Bistro and I was being "RESERVED" lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/abc%20050.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is willing to pay by VISA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wondering when and where the kisses started? Be patient! It's coming! hahaha... I kissed Chai without her knowing initially but was caught after a while so have to change target to John...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/abc%20503.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Secretly kissing Chai... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/abc%20504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Opps!!! Being caught red-handed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/abc%20505.jpg" border="0" /&gt; John... Help... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_03231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dun we look sexy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baojun oso wanted it and my little sister was so jealous that she forced me to kiss her cheek lah... hahahahahaha... Gosh... I have to sterilise my lips like 1 million times after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_03211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister, Relac lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Singing with a lousy throat is no good... but it was fun to sing with all of them... I din noe I can rap so well... Hidden talent I guess!!! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway anyone wanna me to kiss you? Can always give me a buzz @ ILOVEADRIAN! hahahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Footnote: Kisses are good for health...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-115600916790203008?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/115600916790203008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=115600916790203008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115600916790203008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115600916790203008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/08/kiss-and-kiss-and-kiss.html' title='Kiss and Kiss and Kiss'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-115587094824824126</id><published>2006-08-18T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T11:18:25.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick and Miss Exam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is my first paper and I din go for it! My cough has become worse! When I woke up, I could hardly breathe lah!!! Damn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway I have made up my mind to repeat this semester! I guess all of you will think I am crazy but I can tell all of you that I have no regrets! hahahaha... I promise I will do well for the modules I repeat! All of you should be happy for me because I am back on my feet and I already found what I truly want in life! That matters to me most!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stay tune for the upcoming Adrian...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-115587094824824126?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/115587094824824126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=115587094824824126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115587094824824126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115587094824824126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/08/sick-and-miss-exam.html' title='Sick and Miss Exam!'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-115581594898779510</id><published>2006-08-17T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T21:42:49.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After A Long Good Rest...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It has been a long while since I last blog... All my frenz are pestering me and here you go people... Dun complain if this post is too long. I gonna summarise 3 mths of happenings into one single post. Enjoy reading people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Where should I begin? ...... Okay! Let me talk about my singlehood for the past 3 mths. During these 3 mths, I have been skipping sch and resting at home almost everyday. If not for Eddie, I would still be home and sulking all day long! Eddie Thank You! By the way, SHE is attached! That's fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wat? I lost a total of 15 kg and almost become a ghost! hahaha... That's wat Desiree felt and called me when she saw me at harbourfront when we hit Batam Cable Park for the first time. Leo and ChongHui came along. It was a good 2D1N trip. We had a whole day of riding and seafood in the nite. Next day, we went for massage and we had jaccuzi too. However, the gay thing was I have to be in the same bathtub as Leo....&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;^&amp;&lt;/span&gt; The bathtub was foaming like mad... Basically it could cover our face and in fact it overflowed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_3455.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Small" Little Sister!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After coming back from BCP, I started riding with Desiree and getting prepared for Wakefest! 2 of us got closer and she naturally became my "small" little sister! haha... 2 of us decided to get our personal board as we wanna to be the pro of the "next century"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LET ME PRESENT MY BABY TO ALL OF YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIQUID FORCE 138 WATSON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/1600/IMG_3456.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/IMG_3456.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Front View&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/back%20of%20Watson.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Back View&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isn't this baby gorgeous? It can fly! Do you believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Other than busy wakeboarding and cableskiing, I also found a freelance job recently! Seasports Rescue Team! Cool rite? hahaha... Currently I am being trained to handle a jetski after proving that my boating skill is passable! Jetski is freaking fun! Riding on a 1100cc creature is no joke! The adrenalin rush and need for speed feed the bill totally! My virgin ride from Loyang to ECP was a splendid one! I even kissed the jetski handle! It left a big swollen bum on my lips man!!! hahahahaha I just can't wait for the end of the year to come so that I can follow the team to Thailand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BCP has become a frequent place for me to chill out! Spend 80 bucks and get a full day of cable riding plus chill out is worthed the money! Besides that, it comes with lunch, ferry tickets and lotsa cool people! First trip, only 9 of us were there! I got to know Winnie, Don, Shawn, John and BJ! (Not blowjob rather it's BaoJun!)hahahaha On my 2nd trip to BCP, I met this hot gal and from her I get to know more hot people around her. On my 3rd trip, I met this grp of crazy people and we gone crazy at BCP! Have you ever try drinking and doing a sport at the same time? Yes I did! At BCP! Start from as early as 9am, from beer to vodka to whisky... wooo... that's life man! You really have to give it a shot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some BCP photos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/watson.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gearing up for Kicker!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/virgin%20ride%20on%20kicker.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's me! Virgin hit on the kicker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/batam%20cable%20park.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My BCP clique!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/320/baojun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;BJBJBJBJ!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I guess all of you have been wondering wat abt my studies? Basically all these fun and rest have a price to pay! In summary, I am going to repeat one semester! However I feel it's all worth it! I found myself back and found wat I truly want in life! That's more impt than anything! To frenz who have been showing concern for me, I am indeed grateful to you. I dunno wat word other than "THANK YOU" can describe my gratitude to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of you can stop complaining from now on... I will try my best update my blog regularly ya? hahaha... Take care till then! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Foot Note: Life goes on!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-115581594898779510?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/115581594898779510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=115581594898779510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115581594898779510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/115581594898779510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/08/after-long-good-rest.html' title='After A Long Good Rest...'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-114711565915857379</id><published>2006-05-09T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T03:14:19.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want To Hold Your Hand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I will ask for your name,&lt;br /&gt;When we see each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will ask for your number,&lt;br /&gt;When we talk to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will ask you out again,&lt;br /&gt;When we go out with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not dislike you,&lt;br /&gt;If you laugh too loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will DEFINITELY say I love you,&lt;br /&gt;If you're my girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I will not yell back,&lt;br /&gt;When you yell at me when you're frustrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I will stay up to talk to you,&lt;br /&gt;If you call me in the middle of the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I will be your shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;When you are sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I will cook for you,&lt;br /&gt;When we live together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I will still love you if you're old and frumpy,&lt;br /&gt;When we get married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I will still pick you up,&lt;br /&gt;When you finish work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I will still bring you to your favourite place,&lt;br /&gt;When you are hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I Will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-114711565915857379?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/114711565915857379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=114711565915857379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114711565915857379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114711565915857379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-want-to-hold-your-hand_09.html' title='I Want To Hold Your Hand.'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-114667768204646282</id><published>2006-05-04T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T01:46:13.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Good Meaningful Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know it looks soft... Hopefully some of you will find this useful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/400/image11.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/1600/image9.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/400/image9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/1600/image6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/400/image6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/1600/image10.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1937/1987/400/image10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Footnote: Ready carefully...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-114667768204646282?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/114667768204646282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=114667768204646282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114667768204646282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114667768204646282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/05/some-good-meaningful-quotes.html' title='Some Good Meaningful Quotes'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-114623586764642393</id><published>2006-04-28T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T22:52:37.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Feelings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your feelings are my main concern now. It pains me to see you unhappy. I really hope I can do something to cheer you up. No matter how stress this semester will be or how tough life will be, I will be always by your side to support you. I understand it's difficult for you to believe but I am truly regretful of what I have done in the past. I feel so foolish with all the things that happened in the past and I am truly sorry about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you do not like to talk about this and I do not like to upset you too. All I want to tell you is that I will really be by your side whenever you need me now and future. I really do not want to upset or make you sad anymore. I want you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Footnote: I will always be by your side!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-114623586764642393?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/114623586764642393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=114623586764642393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114623586764642393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114623586764642393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/04/your-feelings.html' title='Your Feelings...'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-114590298783966538</id><published>2006-04-24T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T02:45:29.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;First day of school is so lousy for me. I had PC Technology and World Issue today... My lesson starts at 8am and ended at 12noon. Canteen 1 and 2 were packed with people that I could hardly squeeze through to get food. You seldom see these 2 canteen that packed. Anyway I went to SIM for lunch instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;After lunch, I was back to school for gym... Gyming alone was never easy. I really miss doing gym and running with the sprinters and oh yah the dinner... So much laughter... My best time in poly was the days with the sprinters. I really can't forget those days. And after dinner, I can see YOU home... I really miss doing that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I really hate myself for bringing this upon myself. I really regret now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway after gym, I went to return vcd at my Toa Payoh and then headed down to Sixth Avenue. Gotten myself a hot chocolate and I sat there for 3 hours with a book. Have you ever feel like not going home early cause you dun want to feel lonely and empty? I do and I just did... I really hate the feeling of loneliness and emptiness... Last time I was forever busy and now suddenly I got so much time to spare... No more trainings, no more nyaa, no more wakeboarding... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I really dun feel like returning to school later... It's such a drag for me now. Last semester, I wanted to be in school everyday as I know there is someone, something awaiting for me. This semester an extra second in school seems like century to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know recently all my postings seem so negative and lost... I really hope to be positive again soon. This is awful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Footnote: Awaiting my positive self...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-114590298783966538?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/114590298783966538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=114590298783966538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114590298783966538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114590298783966538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-114581934260684370</id><published>2006-04-24T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T03:13:18.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Time Of The Holidays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been stucked in Jurong Island for 5 weeks. Everyday breathe in methane, sulphur and all funny smell gases. I had to eat the shitty cafeteria food or cup noodles. On lucky days, my mum will cook for me or I will order fast food with friends. Journey to JI is a torture! To and fro will take me 4 hours daily! That is liked 1/6 of my day wasted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about few hours time, I will be back in school. Life will get tougher for me. I just hope this will be a smooth sailing semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite having 5 sucky weeks, I also had 2 great, fantastic weeks! Movie marathons, 2 person mahjong sessions, filling dinners and relaxing by the beach were all in the list! Life is so different for me these 2 weeks!(compared to those sucky weeks) I enjoy myself so much and I feel so happy. Time spent is unforgetable and I cherish every minute with YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let do it again despite the busy schedule awaiting YOU ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Footnote: Every second is well spent...&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/19964590-114581934260684370?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/114581934260684370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=114581934260684370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114581934260684370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114581934260684370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/04/best-time-of-holidays.html' title='Best Time Of The Holidays...'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-114555926956625348</id><published>2006-04-21T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T03:05:16.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;In about 3 days time, I will be back in school for my final year of poly life. Time really flies. Throughout these 2 years, there are so many things that happened to me in poly. Good and bad, sad and happy, regrets and thanks God I did it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Before I entered poly, I told myself that I would not want to be in any CCA. I just wanted to excel in my studies. However my words did not come true! 2 months back I was in liked 3 CCAs plus some outside activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I started joining recreational volleyball in NP in year 1. All I wanted was some exercise to keep my body healthy... But by end of year 1, I was appointed as the President of NYAA Chapter... Many of you many may think how the hell from a volleyball member turned into a Chapter President right? Some of you may even feel that I wanted the position very much... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Actually I do not really like it... When I assumed the post, all I wanted was to repay what NYAA has given to me the past few years. As for how I become President, it is a long story. To cut short, someone approached me for assistance and this is how it happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;After becoming President of Chapter and settling pretty well in NP, my interest in canoeing started pestering me. It has been a dream for me to do canoeing competitively and as a regular sport since JC days. However I was not given the opportunity due to the fact that I was in the school volleyball team. Anyway I started Canoe Polo at the end of year 1 and as well Canoe Sprinting. Initially I went to canoe polo training but after sometimes I discovered I prefer sprinting due to various reasons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Besides canoeing, I was also involved in the wakeboard team... At this point of time, you may think I am crazy right? Yes indeed I feel I am crazy! Totally out of mind come to think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally the equilibrium gave way! I lost control of all the things... My life starts to change... I seldom have a social life even if I have, my socializing timing is liked after 12am. I start to neglect my gf and get stress out with my studies easily... I have to give up one training when I need to train for another sport or when I need to do some planning in the committee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I start to look back and I started to regret many moments... Moments of going to the beach, clubbing or drinking with the sprinters... I still remember the first time when we supposed to meet for drinks at Villa Bali after exams, I got myself injured and landed in hospital... When the sprinters went clubbing, I was mugging like mad for exams, and those days of going to the beach... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Besides going with sprinters to the beach, clubbing and drinking, I regret most that I was not beside YOU when you were with them at those places. I also regret that I did not spend more time with YOU... and do more things together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes I just wish there is a time machine that I can go back to the old days and correct things... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Footnote: Moments of Regrets, Moments of Lost...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-114555926956625348?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/114555926956625348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=114555926956625348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114555926956625348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114555926956625348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/04/moments.html' title='Moments...'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-114512659686454665</id><published>2006-04-16T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T03:06:48.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Life is so ironic. We tend to treasure what we lose more. When we have it beside us, we do not put much emphasis on it and only till it is gone then we... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It is always hard to believe a leopard will change its spots but in life miracles do happen and not all things need miracles to work. It's also hard to believe or trust that what you are getting now is real... It is too real to be fake, too good to be true. However it is real! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;People do make mistakes. It is a matter of whether are we willing to give the person an opportunity to change. Yes! I agree when we decide to give the person an opportunity, we are also risking the fact that he may once again commit the same mistake to hurt us. But what if he really wants to change and he does change and we did not give him the opportunity... This person may have lost the opportunity to show his sincerity and to prove he is worthy of the opportunity forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Everything in life seems like a bet. I have been losing bets constantly and I have been trying to improve the way I handle the bet. I am so tired of constant changes. All I want is to be happied or just be contented! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Footnote: Random thoughts from bottom of my heart, not mind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-114512659686454665?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/114512659686454665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=114512659686454665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114512659686454665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114512659686454665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/04/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts...'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-114502212701376897</id><published>2006-04-14T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T22:36:07.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Fills With Guilt &amp; Regrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When did I last blog? I dun even rem! Anyway I apologise to those who have constantly come to check on my blog and left with disappointment. I will try my best to update my blog regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I have completed my Chemical Process Operations course at Jurong Island. I got so much to complain about CPTC but it's all over now. I guess I shall just let it rest! Leave all the words at Jurong Island...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides CPTC, so many things have happened in my life over the past 3 mths. Some of them I feel I have done extremely wrong. I also dunno where to start about it. Above all I feel extremely guilty towards a person, someone that I have letdown so much over the times. I feel like such a dickhead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say experiences change someone and I totally agree to that as I'm one good example. Over the years, I have changed so much. I have been chasing what I have lost and proving that I am a worthy one and I have neglected so many things in my life, neglected myself and you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been building a wall around myself over the last 2 years after an unhappy experience. I am just too afraid to experience the same thing all over again but I overlook the fact that everything is different, everyone is different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this wall is totally shattered. I feel very stupid that I did not treasure what I have. All I am feeling now is guilt and regrets and pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Footnote: I should have listen more instead of hearing you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-114502212701376897?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/114502212701376897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=114502212701376897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114502212701376897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114502212701376897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/04/life-fills-with-guilt-regrets.html' title='Life Fills With Guilt &amp; Regrets'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-114089069554520032</id><published>2006-02-26T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T02:04:55.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AGM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today is NACC AGM. I was only there for the photo session. Congrats to those being selected in the main com.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now the sprinting team is down at Villa Bali drinking. Once again I miss the fun... Last time when they were drinking there, I landed in hospital because I burst my right ear drum during wakeboarding training. This time is exams. Sigh... I really wanna be with them and enjoy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I have done my studies earlier and went out lesser, I guess I can be more relax now. I guess it's pointless to cry over spill soup. Anyway I found out why I am so stressed. It's because I want to enter University so much. If I do not have this goal, I guess my life will be much easier, so much easier...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One more day is to my first paper. I really dunno how I will fare this round. I thought poly would be a breeze for me but I am wronged. I feel more stressful each time I take exams. I wonder will I be even more stressful next exam than now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: Stress is part and parcel of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-114089069554520032?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/114089069554520032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=114089069554520032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114089069554520032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114089069554520032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/02/agm.html' title='AGM'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-114076803513981935</id><published>2006-02-24T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T16:00:35.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Adrian! It's my birthday today. Have you ever wonder why birthday must be happy? Why no one wish you an angry birthday or a sad birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's because every other day you will be sad or angry so on this day of your birth, people hope you can be happy and free from anger and sadness. Anyway a birthday is just another day in life. It just reminds you that you're one year older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me the most important person during my birthday is not myself but rather it should be my mummy... She carried me for ten months, going through all the uncomfortable things during expecting and on the day of my birth, she had to go through labour pain, leaving alone all the shit I gave to her all these years. I guess she should be the one to be recognise during this day. Thank you Mum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been having a pleasant birthday celebration or rather never really celebrate since I was 18... Sometimes I just wonder when will I have a joyous and trouble free celebration... Perhaps I have to work for it. Just like what my officer told me during NSF days, it's a privilege and not a right! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yah... my birthday is like during exam period. What a letdown right? I'm still not ready for my exams. My confidence level is at critical stage... To top it up, my gf is upset with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope I have a Happy Birthday next year!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: Happy Birthday! May my wishes come true!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-114076803513981935?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/114076803513981935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=114076803513981935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114076803513981935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114076803513981935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-birthday-to-you.html' title='Happy Birthday To You!'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-114070890401669028</id><published>2006-02-23T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T23:35:04.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress stress stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am so stressed! Help me!!! I got much to study, so little time to study! I think i m so fried this time. I want to say give me a break but if i say that i am a gonner. At time like this, I want a super mind and eyes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Super eyes to scan through all the notes and a super mind to remember all the formulas and facts and theory. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can only keep my finger cross now and pray everything will go well for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: Pray for Worst and Hope for the Best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-114070890401669028?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/114070890401669028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=114070890401669028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114070890401669028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114070890401669028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/02/stress-stress-stress.html' title='Stress stress stress'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-114061073090828321</id><published>2006-02-22T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T20:21:23.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Next week will be my final exams for this semester. All in all, I got 4 papers to take. Today I just had my CT2 for TPHM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I just can't wait for this whole exam to stop. I am feeling very stressed now! Everytime exam period, I would feel very stress. I really hate this feeling. However this feeling is inevitable if I want to carry on studying. Perhaps this stress is a sign that I am using a wrong method to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;So much for the stress thingy. This morning I was in school attending a CPTC briefing. I found out that the first 3 days will be 9am-5pm only and the rest will be 12noon-8pm. Oh ya... I almost forgotten I got shift work in the last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess I have to start changing my plans for this holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Footnote: Once decided, there is no turning back. You just have keep moving on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-114061073090828321?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/114061073090828321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=114061073090828321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114061073090828321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114061073090828321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/02/exam-stress.html' title='Exam Stress'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-114017839542030656</id><published>2006-02-17T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T20:13:15.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It has been a long while since my last post. Hmmm... I guess I should do it now. My blog is rotting with the time. hahaha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where should I begin? Let me think... Exams are in 2 weeks time. After my exams, I will be going to Jurong Island for a 6 weeks of CPTC training. It's part of my module. This means my holidays are gone. Time really flys. Still remember when I just enrolled in NP. In about a year time, I will be graduating. So many things happen these 2 years.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So much about studies... My relationship is ... Hmm... We just had a big talk last Sunday. I just hope we can pull through this crisis. Quarrels between couple are inevitable however too many quarrels are unhealthy. It drains people. To me a relationship is more than love. The couple needs to understand each other, be considerate and sensitive and lastly be easily contended. When you are easily contented, you will be less demanding and you will lower your expectations about the other half. This will in return make you feel better and happier.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recently I have been watching a lot of Grey Anatomy. I guess I have to say I am addicted to G.A. This drama is in it 2nd season. I stopped at episode 13. This drama is in between Shrubs and ER. This is a very down to earth drama. From this drama I have found my 2nd dream or goal in life. Ever since I lost my childhood dream and goal at 19, I have been searching it. It was definitely an attainable goal but life is so unpredictable. To make it worse, I never have any backup plans.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now that I have it, my life has a direction. I fill with hope and energy to achieve my goal. I just hope I can achieve my 2nd dream and goal and not once again losing it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: Life is tough but life still goes on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-114017839542030656?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/114017839542030656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=114017839542030656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114017839542030656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/114017839542030656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/02/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-113753962006559886</id><published>2006-01-18T07:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T07:13:40.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd Rather - Luther Vandross</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought sometime alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was what we really needed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you said this time would hurt more than it helps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but I couldn't see that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought it was the endof a beautiful story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and so I left the one I loved at home to be alone(alone)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and I tried to find&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;out if this one thing is true&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that I'm nothing without youI know better now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and I've had a change of heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather have bad times with you, than good times with someone else&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather be beside you in a storm, than safe and warm by myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather have hard times together, than to have it easy apart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather have the one who holds my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whoo-oo-oo-oo yeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then I met someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and thought she could replace you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we got a long just fine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we wasted time because she was not you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we had a lot of funthough we knew we were faking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love was not impressed with our connection they were all lies, all lies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so I'm here cause I found this one thing is true&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that I'm nothing without youI know better now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and I've had a change of heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather have bad times with you, than good times with someone else&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather be beside you in a storm, than safe and warm by myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather have hard times together, than to have it easy apart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather have the one who holds my heartwho holds my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't blame you if you turn away from me, like I've done you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can only prove the things I say with time,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please be mine,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather have bad times with(please be mine) you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;than good times with someone else(I know)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather be beside you in a storm(anytime),&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;than safe and warm by myself(so sure baby)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather have hard times to gether,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;than to have it easy apart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather have the one who holds my heart(my heart)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather have bad times with you(surely),&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;than good times with someone else(surely)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather be beside you in a storm(oh yeah),&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;than safe and warm by myself(all by myself)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather have hard times together,than to have it easy apart(you know it)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather have the one who holds my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather have the one who holds my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather have the one who holds my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whoooo.....who holds my heart &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: I still want you to hold my heart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-113753962006559886?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/113753962006559886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=113753962006559886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/113753962006559886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/113753962006559886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/01/id-rather-luther-vandross.html' title='I&apos;d Rather - Luther Vandross'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-113684651124417735</id><published>2006-01-10T06:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T06:42:27.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCH 1417 Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;That's my old car plate number. She is a Ford Laser 1.6A, born in 1997 Mar! When I got her, she was already 7 years old. I miss her so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Expenses for a car in Singapore is crazy! Petrol, coupons, erp charges and etc. You simply feel like dying owning a car. However the convenience a car can bring you is something that you once have it, you just find it so tedious to not to have it. Imagine I can drive to sch, to kallang for canoe training, to pasir ris for wakeboarding training and to darling's place... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Seeing so many cars launching in the market really makes me have the urge to get one myself. Sigh... I guess I can another car when I start work in proper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Footnote: I miss you badly but you are too expensive for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-113684651124417735?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/113684651124417735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=113684651124417735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/113684651124417735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/113684651124417735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/01/sch-1417-y.html' title='SCH 1417 Y'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-113639425018009548</id><published>2006-01-05T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T03:33:31.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally my common test is wrapping up tomorrow. Just can't wait for it to be over and I can be at the beach enjoying the Sun with darling... *pray pray* Dun rain dun rain! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today darling came over to my place and accompanied me and guess what she did? She drew me! She drew flower petals on me! LUCKILY it comes off easily or else... Dun luff darling! I know you are giggling now...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time really flies. Yesterday was our 3 month anniversary. We had a simple dinner together and follow by ice-cream at Bukit Timah Shopping Centre. Cheap and good ice-cream! I am looking forward to another month with you... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway got to wake up later at about 3am to study. Yucks!!! I better go to sleep now... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: Time flies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-113639425018009548?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/113639425018009548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=113639425018009548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/113639425018009548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/113639425018009548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/01/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-113626120780508205</id><published>2006-01-03T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T12:06:47.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Common Test...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know I seldom blog and I am trying to make up to it. Lame though...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Common test is starting today... ACEP today, Engine Materials tomorrow and Transfer Process Heat &amp; Mass the next day and I am done with common test. How will I fare? hmmm... Good Qn!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think bad... real bad... Din study much though. Enjoying myself so much this break. I must work harder after common test so that I can pass with flying colours... Keep my fingers cross.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good luck to myself!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: Enjoyment is a bliss with a price to pay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-113626120780508205?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/113626120780508205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=113626120780508205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/113626120780508205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/113626120780508205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/01/common-test.html' title='Common Test...'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-113626093442855242</id><published>2006-01-03T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T12:07:09.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Celebration!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This round my New Year Celebration is kind of different! I got someone special to celebrate with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my best friend James is back from Australia for Summer vacation and he threw a New Year Eve barbeque with his gf at East Coast Coastal Sand Resorts. It was kind of small but I enjoyed myself very much. Sat down and chill, eat and laugh throughout the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling was also there with me. I am so happied that she is able to meet my best friend. Darling likes honey so much. During bbq, she wants everything to have alot of honey until the chicken wing got burnt! hahaha... That's my baby!&lt;br /&gt;We went home early and had our own little count down with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich we watched pacifier by Vin Diesel. Cool and funny! Oh yah... my baby got tipsy again after a Sidney Cider... hehe... She looked so cute with her little cheek rosy red...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Footnote: A good start of the New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19964590-113626093442855242?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/113626093442855242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=113626093442855242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/113626093442855242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/113626093442855242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year-celebration.html' title='New Year Celebration!!!'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-113550363678222228</id><published>2005-12-25T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T17:46:46.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's Christmas today. Merry Christmas! This year X'mas is definitely different from last year because I have my baby to spend with me. I will be going to her house for X'mas dinner in about 2 hours time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what it will be like. According to baby, there will be 29 people including me. That's a lot of people huh! Feeling nervous meeting her family? Nope... I doubt so. Perhaps when I reach there, I will start to feel the chill in my feet. Anyway I am going there as a friend so the scenario is not so tensed. hehehe... i am just looking forward to one X'mas that I will be going as her BF. I believe that day will come....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas definitely cannot go without presents right? I already got it sorted out. For her daddy, I got him a bottle of red wine and as for her mother and sister, I gotten some stuff from bodyshop. Nope! I din forget my baby... How can I forget about her?!?! She already received it on the Christmas Eve. Hope she likes it. The present has meaning behind. Baby do you know what it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby has given something that has a lot of meanings to me and it also brightens my room. It is a photo frame with all the photos taken at significant places and times. The photo may not works as well as herself but I guess it can tentatively settle my anxiety when I miss her. This present went through a bit of huff and puff before reaching me and thank goodness everything is well and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Footnote: Christmas is the Season of Giving and Sharing, the Season of Forgive and Forget! So, let's start doing it...&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/19964590-113550363678222228?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/113550363678222228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=113550363678222228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/113550363678222228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/113550363678222228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-2005.html' title='Christmas 2005'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19964590.post-113487740058668513</id><published>2005-12-18T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T17:51:19.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virgin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally my blog is up in blogspot. Thanks to my darling for helping me to create. Going through like many URL names and finally come to this. Guess this is the most appropriate name - honeywater. A drink that connects two persons' life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my darling and I went down to Kallang to paddle. Before we could paddle, she was furious with me as she waited very long ( 4 buses of 985 went off) at the bus-stop for me. Baby that was fierce. You scared my little heart out of me... Think about it now, I am still feeling a little scared. This is all thanks to the Student Domino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Student Domino is going to be a big thing for Singapore and myself. Talk about it more next time. What I want to say now is that you must really bargain with the students now to get things done. Calculative students huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to canoeing. I tested K the first time and I could actually paddle without capsizing. BUT (there is always a but) I could not return to shore. I, actually carried the boat back instead. A really great first time experience. Baby also tested it. Her screams and laughter filled up the basin. Kallang seldom have such lively ambience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chin Chong, Samuel, Brian and Sissy Boy (WeiChern) were there too. (Guys, sorry for making you wait so long. Think you guys have a hell lotsa fun too right with all the capsizing during edging. I think all of you are pro in bailing now. HAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Footnote: Great First Time Excitement&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/19964590-113487740058668513?l=honeywater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/feeds/113487740058668513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19964590&amp;postID=113487740058668513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/113487740058668513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19964590/posts/default/113487740058668513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeywater.blogspot.com/2005/12/virgin.html' title='Virgin'/><author><name>Adrian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989085982017126012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
