<?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-2576681725060287601</id><updated>2011-07-28T18:26:51.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Diary of ups and downs</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>152</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-2512234404530727107</id><published>2010-06-01T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T07:31:20.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been very very busy with a lot of personal matters that i haven't had time to really blog or type anything worth mentioning, for that i apologize. Yes i have gotten some of your emails and sms's and the only explanation is i'm tired =) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i hope every single one of you guys are well and safely doing fine out there, life sad to say isn't like it was back in those old simple school days, regardless of where you are or what you do, somewhere along the line you would had probably used the phrase " Hey how did i get here so fast? what now?!?!" ...........well life's a bitch and you gotta step up to the game or get played. silly and corny yea? but seriously true. Don't fuck it up you only got 1 chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of 1 chance, I've been spending my time more wisely, using it well for the family, playing my instruments, singing, cooking, sports, and being a good and close friend to many out there. I've come to realize after the death of a friend recently that life is too short. I have a friend lying in hospital now too, and i just learned that she's in ICU with some kinda of disease with low immune system and fever, i can't even go in and hold her hand, it's saddening. All i can do is keep her in prayer and hope that GOD will see things true as he has always done for me.&lt;br /&gt;People always say that i have a lot of friends, but i come to realized that it's not entirely true, you can have many friends but how many close friends do you actually have? Those who will share your stories with you and stick with you through thick and thin? Now that is a friend, a mere few.that i will confide in, trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have grieved enough for days and it's time to stop finding excuses and blaming it on my dearly diseased friend, it's time i start eating properly and not starving myself too. I had lost 4 KGS due to my temporary state of depression. I'm fine now and i'm moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again thanks everyone for all the support, and pls keep them coming. Do not hesitate to every sms/call/msn me, i look forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love&lt;br /&gt;Cho...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-2512234404530727107?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/2512234404530727107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=2512234404530727107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2512234404530727107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2512234404530727107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/06/ive-been-very-very-busy-with-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-8036662415570038266</id><published>2010-05-31T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T06:47:57.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks</title><content type='html'>There was a time for tears and sorrows but that shit it totally out the window. I would like to thank everyone for all the messages and calls and even the surprise hugs and handshakes if you saw me by coincidence. I'm doing good now and it's time i get back on track. Thanks again =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-8036662415570038266?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/8036662415570038266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=8036662415570038266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/8036662415570038266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/8036662415570038266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/05/thanks.html' title='thanks'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-1763531869296188704</id><published>2010-05-25T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T04:35:42.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loosing Control</title><content type='html'>There's so much going on lately that i just don't know how to describe in a paragraph or in a composition. The common phrase, "God works in mysterious ways," just doesn't make sense, why hurt those who are pure and innocent, what have they done seriously? I looked into my friend's mother eyes and i saw that look i know all too well. So God, please tell me and explain to me what is your plan, cause i need to know right now more then ever....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On a different note, I've hurt someone i care about, and all she did was care about me in her own way. She's well, Special, i've never met someone who was closely similar to me in certain ways and a face i couldn't read instantly. I was a train wreck and i couldn't bare waiting so long for her sms/call. So i snapped when she finally replied. I've spent the entire day kicking myself hating myself for that stupid action. I'm not that kinda person, i never was, but over the period of weeks with situations and issues happening simultaneously, i've lost control over my body and emotions. I've even put on weight, 2KGS of it. I just wish i could take back all that i said or did, i wish i could see her or rewind to the days where we had hourly conversations on a daily basis throughout the night and the simple pleasures of pizza whilst watching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have so many bills on my plate the last few weeks some accounting to over $1000, with every dollar gone, is a step i am further away from UNI or Cooking/Business School. I can't even concentrate on the road whilst driving especially when i'm driving at work. It's only a matter of time before i hit a tree or something, better that then a person. I think i've hit depression at the highest level, and i'm doing my utmost to make sure the family doesn't know. I just can't smile anymore, and i started puking out everything i eat. Still at the end of all that shit, some of which i can't mention, i still think of how i hurt this person today, i should had opened up to her when she asked, now it's too late, i've fucked up and i'm a mess. I have exams tomorrow and i cant be bothered about them any longer. i feel so pathetic typing all this personal shit here but i don't care what others think anymore........i feel like buying cigarettes and smoking away....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-1763531869296188704?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/1763531869296188704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=1763531869296188704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1763531869296188704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1763531869296188704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/05/loosing-control.html' title='Loosing Control'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-4485434446859240373</id><published>2010-05-15T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T00:54:38.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last 2 weeks</title><content type='html'>Hey guys and gals, I'm so sorry, I've been super packed with my schedules lately and i know I haven't exactly had time for you mates all the time, i'm working on it believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly i would like to congratulate everyone on completing their exams and entering the new era termed, " &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOLIDAYS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;." Isn't it the best feeling in the world waking up the next morning realizing that you don't have to go to school? But then again from my past experiences without exams to study for i'll be a little lost with all that free time, like where's the meaning or goal/task for the day. Thus a simple solution is get a job! Recently been offered a few jobs posts such as a tuition teacher for A level maths, cook at Shangri La Restaurant and the Tempanyaki post at Sakura Downtown East. All of which are suitable post for temporary jobs just that army doesn't permit. Sadly. I have to find other means of getting in more cash flow, of which i did nor will i disclose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a hectic 2 weeks with army, studies and hanging out with mates for parties, birthdays and luncheons/dinners. Been meeting a lot of new people and making new friends lately which is cool, some actually share common friends which i find too coincidental which is scary on all accounts based on the way we initially met. Oh oh oh! I almost forgot, i find this damn stupid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Last week was at a club with mates and i was hitting the beats on the dance floor as usual, then was dancing with random girls around me, nothing new right? practically normal. Then after a few songs i realized that one particular girl and her friend was staying with me throughout the songs. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ok at this instance i'm like hey it's nothing, just someone keeps dancing don't worry about it. She starts getting too close and tries to kiss me.I stepped back knocking over a guy with a cigarette scalding my finger (it's gonna leave a tiny scar, bastards!), then i asked her,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #eeeeee; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Mark&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; :&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; " Hey WTF?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #eeeeee; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Club Girl &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; :&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; " What? "&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #eeeeee; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Mark&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; : &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; " What do you mean what? What the hell are you trying to do? "&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #eeeeee; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Club Girl &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; :&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; " I find you yummy, i want to kiss you "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #eeeeee; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Mark&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; :&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; " Sorry love, i'm not into that kinda shit "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #eeeeee; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Club Girl&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; :&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; " Ok i'm sorry, can i hug you? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #eeeeee; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Mark&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; :&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; " No you can't, hey i got to go, nice dance."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY WHAT THE FUCK!?!?! I hate it when people think that guys will go for anything, it's not the first time i've been approached for a quicky in the toilet or a nearby hotel or the "bring me home" phrase. I'm not that type of guy mate, although my face looks like a bit of a bad boy LOL. Although i'm single in a way, doesn't mean i'm desperate zZz.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one week since then one of her friends has been sms-ing me too, asking me how's my day and meet for lunch etc etc. I didn't know this girl who we swapped numbers were friends with the crazy bitch, big mistake i think. Then that her birthday just passed so let's go out and do something......This is the kinda shit that gets me pissed of especially when someone i just met is asking me out constantly and messaging me stupid stupid sms's constantly sia. There's a way for it to be done, but either way i have a strict policy, i will go out with you as friends but definitely not date anyone i just met and especially from a club. I thought girls only get this kinda attention, i'm a guy lol, but hey the attention although unwanted is something different, take it as a bad experience. lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okoko so i'm tired and i've had like 3-4 parties this week, one chalet later today (sunday) and another on tuesday. I don't think i'm going to any. I'm tired and need my rest, and eating this kidna food is bad!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends is in hospital, she had a seizure and the last few days her condition got worse, she's now in ICU and i'm prob gonna go see her again tonight. It's sad though, why these things happen to unexpectedly and to those who are healthy. She's like an angel, and she's been coming over a few weeks back for swimming and tanning. I pray that things work out to be fine.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly lost the mood to study, but it has to be done, sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-4485434446859240373?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/4485434446859240373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=4485434446859240373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/4485434446859240373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/4485434446859240373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/05/last-2-weeks.html' title='Last 2 weeks'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-3965912779964760166</id><published>2010-05-04T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T04:22:24.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday my dear friend.</title><content type='html'>Growing up back over there was sometimes a bit tough but you were always there to keep me in shape. We were the best buds always there for one another. Leaving Australia was one of the hardest things i had to endure at one point especially leaving you behind. But for the last few years you have always been with me deep down. Sentimental and silly i know but i really miss you so much. Today's your birthday and i can't stop missing you. I will visit your parents when i visit and i'll buy you the loveliest flowers money can buy. Tears will never bring you back to this world but i know the love i have for you will last all eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care love.&lt;br /&gt;Yours Always&lt;br /&gt;Mark Gidwani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;040410 1925 Hrs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-3965912779964760166?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/3965912779964760166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=3965912779964760166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3965912779964760166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3965912779964760166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday-my-dear-friend.html' title='Happy birthday my dear friend.'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-2229064141245564356</id><published>2010-04-28T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T10:59:59.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Yellows</title><content type='html'>Overall it was a nice day off for a change, had breakfast with cousin at 4am this morning, seriously like super tired once i hit the sack around 8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You guys ever get those feelings when you feel that your head is lying in bed but your body is out and lurking around hastily to come home? Well if you do let me know, i found the perfect remedy, try slices of lemon boiled in hot water with a pinch of sugar and a teabag. Yea it's something like ice lemon tea or some shit but seriously it's so much different when it's fresh off the stove.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/S9ciakjjlDI/AAAAAAAAAuk/_nnWOsz2PbM/s1600/sleep.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/S9ciakjjlDI/AAAAAAAAAuk/_nnWOsz2PbM/s320/sleep.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With 4 hours of sleep, i somehow managed to meet up with Jasmine. Weeks ago she claims we haven't met up in like a year, then again with army, time flies in all directions and places you seriously do not wanna know. So i guess YOU kinda slipped off my mind love at that point &amp;lt;3. Well all in all a super good lunch in town followed by a movie at her place. Something different i guess, but after the first 40 mins i fell asleep in her room and her parents came home. LOL! jialat jialat. Well we're not exactly dating or are we? What was it you told your parents again for the quick getaway? HAHA! You should had just told them i was a male stripper or something, the sunglasses really suited the role perfectly babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ordeal anyways, the ride home was a killer. Rush hour and i'm on the train from West to EAST. SEriously i was frustrated and exhausted enough to literally fight for a seat, luckily i had a wall to lean on. Erm i mean sleep on, i slept standing up the whole 55 mins ride till Pasir Ris. Good thing i really live at the end of the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok lets sum it up, thanks everyone for the well wishes, my cat is fine now and she's being lazily cute as can be, means she'll be fine haha. kk la i'm gonna sleep, i actually took the punching bag out and smacked the shit out of it once i got home earlier today. oh and if i don't reply my msn, i'm not home, sometimes i leave the computer on as i sync it up outside via network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk la time to slp. nitex&lt;br /&gt;love you babe, thanks for today.&lt;br /&gt;cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-2229064141245564356?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/2229064141245564356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=2229064141245564356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2229064141245564356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2229064141245564356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/04/tuesday-yellows.html' title='Tuesday Yellows'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/S9ciakjjlDI/AAAAAAAAAuk/_nnWOsz2PbM/s72-c/sleep.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-1971822759705052443</id><published>2010-04-27T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T03:23:39.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some people think they're better then everyone else, some even think that you would remain good friends with them as and when they please especially if they're best friends are neglecting them. Well guess what? I know when people i call friends do that and i know when some of you use me or when need my company, but hey i'm fine with it, just that i have no respect for you nor would i go out of my way to help you. So we can continue being friends but bare this in mind yea =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My close friends know this and some of you should know as well, i don't take shit from anyone not even my own parents. That's me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-1971822759705052443?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/1971822759705052443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=1971822759705052443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1971822759705052443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1971822759705052443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/04/some-people-think-theyre-better-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-4695705240458741439</id><published>2010-04-25T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T08:02:45.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Firstly i would like to say good luck to all those having exams this week and next and the following week after that. Recently everyone's been telling me about their exams and kind enough to tell me their schedules so i won't plan anything during their exams period. Argh kinda makes me wish i was back in school, but not studying Triple EEE (Engineering) but more like business and econs etc. Hmms well my turn will come mates, and you'll actually realize how left out i feel. LOL.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/S9RV5IAx7UI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ha3vvAUrEgs/s1600/studynig.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/S9RV5IAx7UI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ha3vvAUrEgs/s200/studynig.jpeg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a Little Quote i thought would be adequate enough for all those studying. Something other then the "Study hard jia you" phrases. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;"An educated person is one who has learned that  information almost always turns out to be at best incomplete and very  often false, misleading, fictitious, mendacious - just dead wrong.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt; Russell  Baker&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Anyways today once i turned on my phone after work, there was likes a couple of messages and missed calls. I thought i told most of you guys that i'll be in base on Sunday morning. But anyways i apologize for missing lunch, chillax periods, dinner, pub/clubbing and gym. I really don't have a lot of time on my hands, so if anything do let me know in advance so i can jot it down in my diary. As it is the next few weekends i have chalets and birthdays to attend. Quite crazy seriously but oh well, we shall see, i'll try make time to meet everyone of ya. Thanks again for all the support and stuff yea, i'm seriously trying super hard with training and upcoming competitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah i'm seriously so tired, i still may have running later lol, i haven't really been exercising at all, i've jus been slacking not a good thing. Need to go back to my routines everyday. Silly night shifts at work, my third week in a row, seriously no life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-4695705240458741439?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/4695705240458741439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=4695705240458741439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/4695705240458741439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/4695705240458741439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/04/firstly-i-would-like-to-say-good-luck.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/S9RV5IAx7UI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ha3vvAUrEgs/s72-c/studynig.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-3475123456901040524</id><published>2010-04-25T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T13:09:05.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAT 25th April</title><content type='html'>Firstly i would like to say, i got home at effing 0020HRS this morning from camp. Seriously that's bloody interesting lol, worse part sunday morning i'll be back in base, which is a couple of hours from now. Argh seriously this sucks balls. Oh well i made the best out of it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, woke up this morning, did push ups like crazy and weights oh which people have been commenting that i'm more buff which is a good thing. For once my training routine is working out it seems. Then again i wanna burn the fats, 3 months is the target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played the guitar for awhile, played Paramore's Ignorance (Acoustic) then it was off to more push ups then out with jen's for lunch. She bought me a pair of berms wtf. Darling i'm not your bf don't need treat me so good la LOL. Thanks love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;During Lunch&lt;/b&gt; : Posted via Facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;was in line queing for chicken this afternoon,  the person in front of me was pouring chilli into a little saucer and in  a quick attempt to savor her food, splashed chilli on my hair and in my  eyes. Inconsiderate Bastards. FML!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I mean seriously la can't people be more careful and at lease more considerate or even apologize. Fucking hell i even needed Jen's help to even wash the chilli shit out of my eyes. Mutha Fookers! So pissed off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Met up with mum's and sis did some shopping and did some shopping at Tampines T1. Took turns trying out all the sunnies at UNIGLO &amp;lt;&amp;lt; CANT SPELL IT.....All in all a super fun day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ended the night well shall i say morning with a BBQ with old mates. Guys and Gals exchanging ARMY/WORK/SCHOOL Stories. Awesomeness Seriously. Love you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Alright needa go do some shit and some more pushups LOL! addicted sah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Nitex all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Work again tmr morning FML!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-3475123456901040524?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/3475123456901040524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=3475123456901040524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3475123456901040524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3475123456901040524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/04/sat-25th-april.html' title='SAT 25th April'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-3094911629666625707</id><published>2010-04-23T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T22:59:53.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Pies.</title><content type='html'>Just made some chicken pies! Although it looks kinda flat LOL, i think i need more practice. I'm really out of touch with my baking, thankfully my culinary skills hasn't got the worse of me. Well i have like 22Hrs before i have to report back to work, on a fucking sunday. Seriously FML.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmms have a bbq/gathering later, although i booked the bbq pit for $100 non refundable, my friends wanna do it at Pasir Ris Park instead. I wonder if they actually know i paid cash? Hmms. Nvm. We'll see how the evening goes.&lt;br /&gt;................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoying life........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-3094911629666625707?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/3094911629666625707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=3094911629666625707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3094911629666625707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3094911629666625707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/04/yummy-pies.html' title='Yummy Pies.'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-2770410534248500179</id><published>2010-04-23T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T22:01:14.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmms hey guys, once again i apologize if i can't meet you all this week. I have a very very tight schedule especially with the dance stand off coming up and my usual training for upcoming competitions. Then again there's the " Army " excuse, but seriously i'm truly sorry, working the PM shifts means i work throughout the night and i'm home during the day. I've already managed to meet some people during the day but that's about it for me really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmms so i'm back with the guitar again, strumming away as i please throughout the day before work. I can only play a couple of songs, but i've recently started playing to John Legend's songs. They're really super nice and the beat isn't too fast for my pathetic fingers to keep up with. Only problem is the blisters are back once again =_=.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that i've started sketching and drawing again, i'm like getting back to my hobbies and using the computer far less. Then again the computer is always on for my tunes =_= so not much of a difference anyways hAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training wise it's getting hard to maintain discipline! I now can only carry 1.3 times my bodyweight which is roughly about 120kg. Not good enough. Not to mention everyone's like super busy to train with me, and when they're free it's like i'm busy. Hopeless honestly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML man! Seriously time isn't a luxury for me, i don't even have time for friends, i barely have time for family let alone time for myself. Even my training routine has been compromised, from the 200 push-ups a day and skipping plus gym/swim/jog to like once every 2-3 days. I'm starting to feel fat! this won't do!! Good thing i have like 2 hours before my shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Thanks to all those who have contacted me over the last few days, i'm fine and i can't be bothered about Jane anymore. She has to learn to grow up a little and she'll be fine. And i'm not emo lol, wth! I'm just very very expressive with my feelings and beliefs. Argh gtg need use the gym and book the BBQ pit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Once again i'm sorry to some of you guys&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Pam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'s for missing breakfast all the way at NUS =_=, hate u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Geoff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; for lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;Randall and mates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; for tonight's TIMBRE, i'll try to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Louis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; for chillax session, i'll call you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #45818e;"&gt;RASCAL3&lt;/b&gt; - Look forward to our poolside BBQ tmr evening!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-2770410534248500179?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/2770410534248500179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=2770410534248500179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2770410534248500179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2770410534248500179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/04/hmms-hey-guys-once-again-i-apologize-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-134494374995079280</id><published>2010-04-21T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T08:10:33.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What you did tonight is something i haven't felt in awhile. You brought me dinner and you waited at my poolside for me to come home from work. I'm truly touched! I really am, spending time with you again and catching up on lost times was really something. But after all that you had to mention it. Why? What's the point? It's over, please get over it. I feel so fucking stupid telling you over and over again until i've reached the point that i'm tired of concealing everything to all my friends and family. Some of them have found out one way or another and it's so embarrassing that a grown man can't even handle these situations without making such a scene. Haven't you hurt me enough with Dave and that other fucker. I'm already doing my utmost to stay close friends with you can't you see it. I'm sorry i truly am and i know you regret everything you've done but the damage is done. I can never hold your hand without thinking of the amount of betrayal which trails endlessly behind our footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last straw, i honestly don't care what you do with your life nor will i bother to help you. It's been so so so fucking long since we've split. Let me have my own life again and start dating without you scaring every single other person i meet away. Stop meeting me (pretending to bump into me outside my coincidence), and then ask me about my plans and my day. I'm not interested in anything you have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hurting me so fucking deep inside just typing this to you, i even have a bloody exam tmr at 9am. You know my work involves peoples lives and weapons so do not spoil my concentration. Please stay the hell away from me until i bother to contact you. I'm sorry and yea...that's all i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-134494374995079280?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/134494374995079280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=134494374995079280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/134494374995079280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/134494374995079280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-you-did-tonight-is-something-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-6270216139430501501</id><published>2010-04-20T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:05:10.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEACH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/S85oh62OrUI/AAAAAAAAAuU/aDSgEo7Aukk/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/S85oh62OrUI/AAAAAAAAAuU/aDSgEo7Aukk/s200/images.jpeg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;Gazed upon from distant stars&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;feel the echoes from within,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;a touch of melody, a dainty hollow&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;a blind man's whisper,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;a dark shadow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;Blindly as if colourblind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;words of poison with each sip of wine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;meticulously poised, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;dangerously dark yet defined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Misleading was the answer...&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/2576681725060287601-6270216139430501501?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/6270216139430501501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=6270216139430501501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6270216139430501501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6270216139430501501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/04/beach.html' title='BEACH'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/S85oh62OrUI/AAAAAAAAAuU/aDSgEo7Aukk/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-6851028993395968847</id><published>2010-04-20T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T09:46:08.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenna i've posted it. HAHAAHA!</title><content type='html'>I just had a big ass nudging from a dear friend, well she's more like a sis to me. looks like i better take her advice before she kills me. But then again i think you're already gonna kill me right? haha. Too bad i've posted it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~^.⬢:*"°:⬢.[ jens ].⬢:*"°:⬢.^~~,,,,, says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mark what the hell is with your postings lately? You're like all emo again! Get a grib bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;...marco... observations through distant echoes says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;What?!?! No la i don't think so. What are you talking about how am i emo?&lt;br /&gt;eh ps but what are u on abt gal.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~^.⬢:*"°:⬢.[ jens ].⬢:*"°:⬢.^~~,,,,, says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ex-gf this ex gf that, aiya fuck care her la after what she did to you! Move on dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;...marco... observations through distant echoes says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hey Hey Hey you giving me relationship advice? Don't forget who's the only guy who's never left your side LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~^.⬢:*"°:⬢.[ jens ].⬢:*"°:⬢.^~~,,,,, says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;eh&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i'm talking about you ok!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;...marco... observations through distant echoes says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;fine fine fine, you were saying love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~^.⬢:*"°:⬢.[ jens ].⬢:*"°:⬢.^~~,,,,, says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;ok as i was saying be4 i was rudely interrupted! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;you need to jus hack care all these external and foreign influences! You have so much to look forward to, for one your massive makeover, your ideas and skills in business and even your cooking! oh my gawd cook for me again next week bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;...marco... observations through distant echoes says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;huh? wah&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;eh no time cook le&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;what's with the sudden spread of words. looks like you've been watching me closely as u've always. I'm fine la i'm not bothered but i'm just very friendly and i think some people take the wrong way of things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~^.⬢:*"°:⬢.[ jens ].⬢:*"°:⬢.^~~,,,,, says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;oh ic&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;well then i'm not sure what i can say but i know that it's time you got yourself a gf!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;for goodness sake stop being super friendly with everyone and just be friendly with 1 person, 1 gal i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;...marco... observations through distant echoes says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;zZz &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i have been friendly too a lot of people but that's just me isn't it, i mean you know me that well enough to tell i can't change. nor would i. As for the gal part, i do really like someone, but i think she's really not interested other then being good friends, so i rather have her as a friend then nothing at all. As for the other people i really jus don't like em, don't know why i'm getting all this unwanted attention though. I'm ugly and fat!&lt;br /&gt;~~^.⬢:*"°:⬢.[ jens ].⬢:*"°:⬢.^~~,,,,, says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;ahaha! you stud! So humble as usual. Hey you're not ugly ok! I'm sure a lot of people have told u! You're not fat either, jus big and recently more more muscle looking?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;...marco... observations through distant echoes says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;um ok thanks dear!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;~~^.⬢:*"°:⬢.[ jens ].⬢:*"°:⬢.^~~,,,,, says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;okok i need to go back to study! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;NUS is a bitch wish you were here in school with us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;...marco... observations through distant echoes says: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;oh okays =) um thanks again! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~^.⬢:*"°:⬢.[ jens ].⬢:*"°:⬢.^~~,,,,, says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;oh and one more thing, start enjoying life! don't be a cry baby and complain complain.AND U BETTER NOT POST THIS ON YOUR BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;...marco... observations through distant echoes says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;zZz...i wasn't gonna. but since you've mentioned it. Look at it by tmr hahah! i'm jus gonna do it to piss u off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~^.⬢:*"°:⬢.[ jens ].⬢:*"°:⬢.^~~,,,,, says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;bb argh projects. kk la i go study bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;...marco... observations through distant echoes says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;laters&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-6851028993395968847?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/6851028993395968847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=6851028993395968847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6851028993395968847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6851028993395968847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/04/woken-up.html' title='Jenna i&apos;ve posted it. HAHAAHA!'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-5627986376029566859</id><published>2010-04-19T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T06:56:10.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Troubles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;As for the MAIN TROUBLE, i can't shake my ex away, i met her the other day for dinner just to tell her that we can still keep in contact as friends but she doesn't want it. She's like so stubborn. It's been so long already yet she still clings on to me, i don't know why she can't go back to the other 2 guys when she was cheating on me. I won't and cannot tolerate people who cheat on another, it's easy to say " forgive and forget" ; but with any amended mirror the cracks will always show. For that purpose i have moved on and won't be looking back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Then there's also a person i met at a club with friends couple weeks back. Her name's Annabelle, we exchanged phone numbers but i just wanna be friends. I don't mind going out with her as she asked me to but it's been once or twice too many in a week. She's not bad looking and her personality is great but that's not the only thing i look in someone. I'll be meeting her this week for lunch before work, hopefully she'll get the message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Man I'm really in some serious shit once again. Damn it. Why and how i do get myself in these situations i really do not know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Keep those sms/msn's coming in guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Thanks for all the pep talks and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;laters.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-5627986376029566859?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/5627986376029566859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=5627986376029566859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5627986376029566859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5627986376029566859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/04/troubles.html' title='Troubles'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-8358223567426148980</id><published>2010-04-17T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T12:07:31.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>100 push ups ago i typed up that silly post, now i feel better, all the blood has rushed to my head, i can think more clearly now. There's been a few things bugging me lately and i just don't know how to put it in words without sparking off the wrong ideas. Not to mention this blog site has been compromised with at lease 10 readers a day (if that stupid head count reader works). But anyways this blog site is boring and pointless and a waste of time compared to maybe 2 years back. So in short, go find something better to do! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the situations, one of them is about me in camp. Everyone thinks i'm a player! wtf?!?! They think i go around screwing gals and stuff like that. It's like so not true, i'm not that kinda guy. They even ask me to lend them some of my friends for sex. I'm am so fucking disgusted nor have i spoken to some of them since. It's wrong, it's sickening in all areas and i have no respect for this kinda people. On one hand i might talk to you all friendly and shit, but that's all. You have no respect from me nor will i help you out of tight spots if the need arises. If i had that kind of mentality i could have done all that shit but for what? What's to gain out of 5-10 mins of pleasure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So disgusted and sickened but this.....&lt;br /&gt;Thank God not all people are like this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-8358223567426148980?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/8358223567426148980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=8358223567426148980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/8358223567426148980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/8358223567426148980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/04/100-push-ups-ago-i-typed-up-that-silly.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-6769081675268105319</id><published>2010-04-17T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T11:24:32.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough is enough,</title><content type='html'>My patience has reached it's limit, i'm about to go cold and heartless if i'm pestered one more time. Some of you know who it's about since she calls you guys as well to find out where i am. Fucking hell i'm gonna go ape shit soon if this continues. Ruins my concentration and mood especially when i'm handling dangerous things at work. If you care you would just leave me alone it's affecting my life. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides i think i like someone but i just haven't told her yet. At lease i'm telling you the truth. Sorry...&lt;br /&gt;nitex....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-6769081675268105319?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/6769081675268105319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=6769081675268105319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6769081675268105319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6769081675268105319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/04/enough-is-enough.html' title='Enough is enough,'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-1022140432188578562</id><published>2010-04-08T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T08:53:22.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally things are starting to look brighter with where i'm gonna go and stuff, i can't say much but i need to renew my passport. Let's say i'm going back home for awhile! Think i just gave it away =_=''.&amp;nbsp; But it's ages away, the short term trip this week was put off so yea all's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been eating like more and more lately with the extra 3kg muscle mass i've recently put on. I can finally lift 50kgs with one hand which is like finally! zzzz. I've even tested carrying a 120kg man the other day, but i've only lasted a couple lol. Hmms the competitions are a couple away too, and i'm not sure if i even have time to go. Does anyone else wanna join? or the mini one? At lease i can train with someone for it, won't be as boring. Imagine running 21km by yourself =_= i might just fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i'll be buying my iphone or BlackBerry. Kinda wanna get mum and dad a new flat screen for their room so i can throw out their big-ass bulky one and get sis a laptop. Think 3 ppl happy is better then just me being happy. okok i'm just talking nonsense gonna go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep those comments coming through via msn/sms&lt;br /&gt;loves&lt;br /&gt;cho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-1022140432188578562?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/1022140432188578562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=1022140432188578562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1022140432188578562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1022140432188578562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/04/finally-things-are-starting-to-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-4255778217991496288</id><published>2010-04-06T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T07:37:43.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I effing hate ppl who call me rich. I've worked so so hard and at times 2 jobs spanning 20 hours a day. Damn army people. I just learnt how to save and put money in the right places of investment. Is that so abnormal? Geez...whatever la..and they all drive cars and still call me this. Irritating....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-4255778217991496288?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/4255778217991496288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=4255778217991496288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/4255778217991496288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/4255778217991496288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-effing-hate-ppl-who-call-me-rich.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-535935573019608611</id><published>2010-04-05T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T10:16:27.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>Was talking to a friend i haven't seen in ages this now and she was telling me how she likes to write out all her feelings and emotions out on diary etc. Which goes to answer the questions why i blog. Although i do have a diary and a monthly journal, i sometimes prefer to do it here. Of which some of my private postings aren't accessible without password etc. Then again i don't have anything to hide so i can't be stuffed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways went jogging to Pasir Ris Park which i so shouldn't have done! I managed to sleep a couple of hours this evening and woke up forgetting about the fever and vomiting, i just don't know how =_=. Good thing a friend was around the corner to pick me up and send me home. thanks! &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i am quite surprised by the amount views who read my previous post. And yes i did apologize countless times to my friend, but she's totally ignoring me so there's nothing i can do. Don't blame her though. As for the crazy ex gf, there's nothing i can do, if she feels like she wants to end her life then go the fuck ahead. I've suffered long enough and i wanna live my own new life away from all this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh super super tired gonna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome back to singapore sis! See you soon!&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-535935573019608611?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/535935573019608611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=535935573019608611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/535935573019608611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/535935573019608611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/04/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-3709377199069849061</id><published>2010-04-04T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:12:42.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad start to the week</title><content type='html'>Hey guys hope you all had an awesome long weekend cause i know i did haha. Just want to tell you all how much i miss meeting you guys. Some of you i rarely see nowadays either studying locally/overseas or working. But nvm i'm gonna have a giant giant giant party at year's end and the guest list will be in the hundreds LOL. Just need to decide on the venue of the club hmms and the pre-booking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a very very bad day from 0000Hrs to now (1348Hrs). I've had an argument with a dear friend, although it wasn't really my intention to sound so snide. When i sms as most of you know i don't really pay attention to what i type sometimes it comes out wrong, erm most of the time. Hiaz i think i lost a friend today and i just haven't slept at all since 1am. Kinda hurts deep down and although i wanna apologize again and again, i think she just wants her peace away from me. (Strike 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make matter worse besides no sleep, i got a big screwing from my superiors today for reasons i'm not sure about. Apparently i failed to mention something but it was not part of my job scope so i don't see why i had to report it especially if it isn't in my field of expertise. Argh!! Worse my cousin is an officer how would it reflect on him if i fuck up again. (Strike 2) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cab home was shit! Uncle drove so slow and i already wasn't feeling well with fever and slight vomiting. I know i should eat something but i seriously have no mood to eat, i just wanna keep my stomach empty before i puke again. Oh and did i mention the uncle drove the cab into the barrier of construction? It's those huge plastic red-orange barriers which the hard-working construction workers use to segregate the roads. Not only did the bump give me a headache but an extra $5 on top of my cab bill although $3 was knocked off once i got home. (Strike 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously i just had the worse day, and some of you know that i ended a relationship like LONG ago cause i caught my ex cheating on me right? Well she's been constantly calling and messaging and sometimes appearing at places that i go to just to talk to me. I'm like super tired of this and one time i almost broke down cause she threatened to take the suicide's route if i don't reconsider. So what i'm trying to say is please understand it i sometimes get suddenly cranky although i don't usually do. But i'm really sorry to anyone if i may have sounded snide or rude or even fucked up, you all know i'm not like that but i'm just under a lot of stress. I'm really sorry and hope you all understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really feel very good so if i dun reply ur msn i'll do so eventually.&lt;br /&gt;A heartfelt thanks to all those who have got my back especially Lau who spent the first 4 hours of the day trying to piece me back together after all this shit happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all, with love,&lt;br /&gt;cho&lt;br /&gt;5th June 10 / 1412Hrs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-3709377199069849061?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/3709377199069849061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=3709377199069849061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3709377199069849061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3709377199069849061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/04/bad-start-to-week.html' title='Bad start to the week'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-6514167537131140588</id><published>2010-03-18T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T07:41:58.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the last 8 months i've been thinking of joining a group, not just any group but a group that saves up a certain amount of money and travels to those Third World Countries and help those who are really in need. I'm not sure what i can do, but if they need someone to carry heavy logs and build small wooden houses that's one thing i can do easily. I just feel a need to help and i wanna help. After army maybe i'll go, but i need to save up $10k zZz. Wish i was really rich so it wouldn't be a problem. Oh well better the $10k on this then a useless down payment for my car =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you guys think...&lt;br /&gt;Oh um yea no chatbox's in my blog anymore, too many advertises. So you know how else to contact me =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-6514167537131140588?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/6514167537131140588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=6514167537131140588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6514167537131140588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6514167537131140588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-last-8-months-ive-been-thinking-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-871659706002712700</id><published>2010-03-18T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T03:42:53.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously my schedule for the next 2 months is seriously getting cramped with the never ending birthdays, parties and chill out sessions with friends and family, but then again mostly friends. So i'm really sorry guys if i have really stopped blogging on like a permanent basis, life is short and i realized that i can be doing a lot more of other things besides blogging, but doing it on the way home in a bus or some shit is still the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been recently meeting more people, some becoming good friends and stuff which is awesome. And yes i am single but i guess i just haven't found the right person yet. Actually i think i did but i don't know la haha, she's awesome but to her i'm not so yea maybe another life! HAHA. Anyways been seeing a lot of couples breaking up around me, one couple which i joined for dinner once cause they asked me to, resulted to a huge argument in front of me! This is nuts! If relationships are becoming; " Boy meets girl, girl meets boy, boy and girl kills each other," then i think i'll pass. It's like War of the Worlds when i ate dinner with them, i'm now kinda scared to order fried rice cause that is definately not a side dish i would consider trying EVER again. Luckily that phase of their relationship is over, can happily say i shaped things back up for them in check =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having the craves for singing again, and honestly doing it in the bathroom never satisfies me, I WAS REFERRING TO SINGING! I wanna go back to a hobby which i once did on a full-time kinda basis and back to the variety of musical instruments which i used to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why u ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after sitting at my usual rocky rocks (bay made of rocks) at pasir ris park the other night after jogging, kinda realised that there's so much i've stopped doing and so much i just forgotten be it people i know, places of interest etc. Army has totally changed my life in a bad way. This won't do and i'm sure some of you know this, so lets get some people together and make some noise or something ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me sentimental or just plain gay, but i just treasure my new options in life and i don't plan to let it go to waste. Every few hours i would think if i'm fully utilizing my time even sitting down for too long in camp on my ass is bad, so i used the time to make new recipes or even head to the gym. Oh and i wanna go back to working in the kitchens, it's something i just can't throw away, and the longer i suppress it the more crazier it gets once i start cooking. Don't worry i haven't killed anyone yet with my cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry guys for the randomness of today's post, i'm just tired and full of anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TC guys,&lt;br /&gt;cho...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-871659706002712700?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/871659706002712700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=871659706002712700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/871659706002712700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/871659706002712700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2010/03/seriously-my-schedule-for-next-2-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-8787259373546892835</id><published>2009-10-30T08:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T09:42:43.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Says I'm Useless? Lol....</title><content type='html'>Well Wednesday i decided to come home for a few hours from camp, although i usually do i felt like staying in camp instead. However i felt compelled to come home this time so i did using my intuition as a guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough once i got home and showered (8pm), as i laid in bed the neighbors started shouting&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"FIRE FIRE! Call Everyone go Downstairs NOW!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i'm like WTF?!?!, told dad call sis faster come home from neighbor's house and put Baby Tesse (my cat) in a basket and go down. Little did i have time to realize that i was actually half naked i made my way to the 4th floor when the fire was reported. There were so many things running through my mind, i was afraid for the worse seeing people on fire or worse dead and burnt corpses but at the same time i saw everyone going downstairs and nobody going to see the extent of the fire. So i went lor,,,,,haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire escape (staircase not lift) the lights were all off it was pitch black and i walked down 4 stories feeling my way also checking if anything metal was hot. Got to the floor it was hard to see with smoke and shit everywhere, knocked on the door and maid called me to rush in. Saw a man trying to put out the fire on the stove. Apparently the maid left a big pot of oil on high heat to deep fry chicken, but left the oil burning too long as she attended to a infant and toddler in the house as the parents were at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarize the entire cooking area was charred black and burnt and metal parts of the cooking area even melted, the man couldn't put out the fire so i stepped in. This is how it went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Mark to Maid&lt;/span&gt; : "Do you have any flour? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maid  to Mark: "No! No! i don't have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flower&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Mark to Maid&lt;/span&gt; : "Ok ok calm down stop crying, where's the                                                         &lt;br /&gt;                             children now and do you have milo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maid to Mark : "Children down with neighbours,&lt;br /&gt;                             milo i don't think have, (crying mad)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Mark to Maid&lt;/span&gt; : "Do you have rice then? Uncooked raw rice?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maid to Mark : "Ya Ya have!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;At this point she go grabs a bucket and scoop instead of the rice i asked. During which i made sure all electrical circuits around the blaze was off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Fire still enrages and cuts the already pointless coversation*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Mark to Maid&lt;/span&gt; : "Nasi Putih tat masak"&lt;br /&gt;                            (Means uncooked white rice, i think she was Indonesian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maid to Mark : "Ada" (Have)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to speak malay it was the only way althought the guy was pure oblivious to what i was saying. She hands me a 5kg bag of Royal Umbrella Brand Rice lol, quite expensive i must say but then rich family. So i open pour rice over fire and all around, even got some on the floor. FIRE OUT MISSION SUCCESSFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this time i was only wearing shorts and no shirt or anything lol, and once the father of the house came in, he thought the maid was crying cause i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;raped&lt;/span&gt; her and the guy who initially tried to put out the fire caught me! HAHAHAHA WTF LA! Then after some explanation i said anything i'm on the 7th floor and i went home straight just before a friend came over and i shared this exact chain of events lol. Interesting Day i must admit, sure beats staying cooped up in camp. Besides damages done to ego (paiseh), the household suffered the costs of changing the stove and walls of a 2metre radius, at lease the kids and the maid was safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God that just 2 days before the incident i happened to be listening to a fire safety talk, although i already have put out fires in the past, it sure was good to have a quick refresher course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN NEVER BE TOO PREPARED FOR ANYTHING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-8787259373546892835?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/8787259373546892835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=8787259373546892835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/8787259373546892835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/8787259373546892835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/10/who-says-im-useless-lol.html' title='Who Says I&apos;m Useless? Lol....'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-2594836555786683215</id><published>2009-10-25T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T05:12:50.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>argh</title><content type='html'>Was just told to go over to aimly's house to celebrate her birthday, problem is i have to study and i need to book back into camp. Sucks balls. Oh well hope everyone is having fun, looks like mark has to serve and protect once again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Aimly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-2594836555786683215?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/2594836555786683215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=2594836555786683215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2594836555786683215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2594836555786683215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/10/argh.html' title='argh'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-5211988915211591464</id><published>2009-10-24T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T21:43:05.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday-Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;11am Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPQV8pTpgI/AAAAAAAAAsc/Y-sGrW5TmMs/s1600-h/P241009_17.31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPQV8pTpgI/AAAAAAAAAsc/Y-sGrW5TmMs/s320/P241009_17.31.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396385853995197954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Super tired, just woke up and now in a taxi fighting the zZz monster. Now making my way with mum and sis to a small party, been invited to someone's house for deepavali which was supposed to start at 1pm but it's now 2pm. Partially due to the fact that there's a MASSIVE TRAFFIC JAM WTF! ~ Well today is $1/litre Day. Meaning the price of automobile fuel. Can you possibly imagine the amount of cars filled with KiaSU people lining up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;10Pm Friday (Night Before)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reasons i was late making me way this afternoon cause last night was with Chris, Bryan, Geof and Kris (shorter name to rmb lol) slacking at my poolside. It was a swell night had chats played poker and tai-ti etc and chit chat all night long till like 5am. Chris wasn't feeling so happy kinda down which is rare for a funny guy like him so invited him over and called his friends to join us as well, i supplied some drinks such as orange juice, green tea, jonny walker RED Label and Absolute Vokda to keep the night going, little did i know that chris was gonna make me drink with him all the way till the bottle was drained, or in other words the best he could lol, it wasn't long till he was way passed out which then spoiled my mood as i got changed to go out! LOL. So spent the time chatting with his friends, some of which i know already when we play online gaming, the other gal kris for short, just got acquainted with her, she's actually a successful model which is damn cool la. Oh oh oh there was this part bryan was playing with matches then he flicked it by mistake into her blouse! LOL OMG! it burnt her stomach right next to her naval. It was like a small bubble but i'm sure judging by the size it won't scar and affect her modeling career lol. Well at lease i know all of them better now cause when chris invited me out with them i'm always saying no kinda paiseh but then now it's a different case so it's cool. Not long after brother chris woke up and geof sent them all home, nice of him. It was already nice enough he and kris took orders for our McDonald's of which me watching my diet and all didn't eat =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPQg1aOR_I/AAAAAAAAAsk/iJ0R59G6cZs/s1600-h/P241009_15.05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPQg1aOR_I/AAAAAAAAAsk/iJ0R59G6cZs/s320/P241009_15.05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396386041031444466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3Pm Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just left the small party, didn't realise it was deepavali lol, anyhow mums and sis is still there, i seriously enjoyed myself and had fun. This family hosting the function at their house i've known since i was a baby, well pretty much family friends. Their eldest son is my old childhood friend of which until now i'm just got reacquainted with, spending the last 2 hours chatting up a storm and recalling all those long lost memories. For instance when we were 7 we would stay up and watch all those laser Disc movies and remain awake just enough to watch the first cartoon the next morning, aww good times! There was actually a point in my life that i wondered if i had any childhood friends left since i kept leaving the country from time to time at years at a time.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways now on my way to Serangoon MRT which is like 5 mins walking distance from their place, meeting up with some of my POLY friends there before meeting up with everyone else at ION Orchard, oh craft is joining us as well, since i don't have time to meet everyone thought of inviting different groups of friends together to get acquainted, you can never have enough friends i always say! Problem is tonight i am stuck have a Birthday to go to and at the same time some group gathering at Timber at Boat Quay, it sucks to choose balls. But then again going home sounds like a good thing too! I need rest and sleep to study the next day, sian-ness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6Pm Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been shopping with Yuhui, Ryan, Edwin, Su Zhen and craft, some people couldn't turn up as they were busy as well (i can imagine!). As usual Susan is always late! Ok ok give you chance since your always working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPQ2C3ltxI/AAAAAAAAAss/V6WIV1Hpup0/s1600-h/P241009_19.46%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPQ2C3ltxI/AAAAAAAAAss/V6WIV1Hpup0/s200/P241009_19.46%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396386405421528850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPR19UvuhI/AAAAAAAAAtE/V78R8MnHXis/s1600-h/P241009_20.03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPR19UvuhI/AAAAAAAAAtE/V78R8MnHXis/s200/P241009_20.03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396387503444834834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPRIJgT0YI/AAAAAAAAAs0/NbrIwLrreNc/s1600-h/P241009_20.19%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPRIJgT0YI/AAAAAAAAAs0/NbrIwLrreNc/s200/P241009_20.19%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396386716440580482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPRlD-Iq8I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Gkx8WRD5t2Q/s1600-h/P241009_19.45%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPRlD-Iq8I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Gkx8WRD5t2Q/s200/P241009_19.45%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396387213171272642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPSYM5ZBQI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Eo-ono8MUNE/s1600-h/P241009_20.49.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPSYM5ZBQI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Eo-ono8MUNE/s320/P241009_20.49.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396388091740620034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At ION there's this vineyard at the top floor, apparently you can mix and match you own alcohol with respective designed bottles which is so cool la. It's not those hard liquor which is even better! It's like tropical berry with a sprinkle of alcohol or something like that, low in alcohol content which is good for those of us who don't really drink a lot and just like a small kick to flavor (15-25% alcoholic content).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPS0nD9pBI/AAAAAAAAAtU/L8FXo2If5lM/s1600-h/P241009_17.35.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPS0nD9pBI/AAAAAAAAAtU/L8FXo2If5lM/s320/P241009_17.35.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396388579800622098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPTfIZqJRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/s96OyZqHX0Q/s1600-h/P241009_17.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPTfIZqJRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/s96OyZqHX0Q/s320/P241009_17.40.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396389310304494866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPTLJD0ksI/AAAAAAAAAtc/TtU849K-dCI/s1600-h/P241009_17.37.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPTLJD0ksI/AAAAAAAAAtc/TtU849K-dCI/s320/P241009_17.37.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396388966883955394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPT2ChOuFI/AAAAAAAAAts/PLSwLqmC34Q/s1600-h/P241009_17.44.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPT2ChOuFI/AAAAAAAAAts/PLSwLqmC34Q/s400/P241009_17.44.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396389703862630482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well that's what we got for ShuYi's present, well Edwin did i mean (See Picture Above), of which if it wasn't for craft he would had left it behind at PASTA MANIA. Dinner was alright, although Su Zhen kept trying to order me around to get her a menu and help her other her dinner lol, crazy girl she think i what haha. After dinner it was neo-print time?!?! WTF! haha well it was fun i can say, we took a total of like 15 shots, now just need to wait for Yuhui to upload them to me but here are pics of what i got.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPU0tIFAVI/AAAAAAAAAt0/2jyg3rcuko0/s1600-h/P241009_20.19%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPU0tIFAVI/AAAAAAAAAt0/2jyg3rcuko0/s400/P241009_20.19%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396390780451750226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPVVv-SegI/AAAAAAAAAt8/K53PFh4kvug/s1600-h/P241009_21.02%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPVVv-SegI/AAAAAAAAAt8/K53PFh4kvug/s400/P241009_21.02%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396391348151679490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPWR0craBI/AAAAAAAAAuE/Vvv9iVBz4Bo/s1600-h/P241009_21.02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 473px; height: 354px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPWR0craBI/AAAAAAAAAuE/Vvv9iVBz4Bo/s400/P241009_21.02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396392380145035282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sometimes it's amazing how despite our schedules be it army/uni/work/plans we all still make time to meet up with one another as frequent as possible, guess that's why the last 4-5 years it explains why we're all close as hell despite all the crazy shit that frequently hits the fans all around us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9Pm to Present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super tired is the word, decided not to go out any further so called me mates to apologize, can't go out 2 full nights in a row, my body might just die. Shared cab with Su Zhen, Yuhui and Ryan, and almost fell asleep instantly at the front seat. For the last 45 mins been blogging this while watching Lord of the Rings with the family, once it's over it's off to bed, till next time =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-5211988915211591464?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/5211988915211591464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=5211988915211591464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5211988915211591464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5211988915211591464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/10/friday-sunday.html' title='Friday-Sunday'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SuPQV8pTpgI/AAAAAAAAAsc/Y-sGrW5TmMs/s72-c/P241009_17.31.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-1673409816473544403</id><published>2009-10-18T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T10:08:54.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>Well wasn't feeling well today, whole night kept sneezing and stuff, so ended up watching a few movies to pass the time. Need to wake up at 5am to make my way to base, so won't be online till wed or most probably friday. Supposed to go off to base today instead but forgot had the option to go Monday morning as well, as a result regrettably canceled a few plans in the process to give my body some time to rest especially since will be exercising on phase 2 this week at the gym and track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend of mine sent me this video to watch, quite an old song which most of you will recognize almost instantly so have a watch, it has a little sad story as well. About a lovely young couple, where the boy signed onto the U.S. Marines just to have a better life for he and his girlfriend i guess in terms of financial stability or some shit. Anyways it's sad so go watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WZ0CGHwoo6M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WZ0CGHwoo6M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really tired just played 2 games of dota with chris and the fellas, gonna slp now.&lt;br /&gt;Nitex&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-1673409816473544403?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/1673409816473544403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=1673409816473544403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1673409816473544403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1673409816473544403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/10/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-2001660425723275962</id><published>2009-10-17T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T07:57:40.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday's</title><content type='html'>OMG la slept at like 9am-1pm today, like 4 hrs only zZz. Watched harry potter 5 (Half-Blood Prince) while everyone was asleep since i didn't watch it before, quite silly compared to the book, it was more about couple and jokes more then suspense and drama compared to the book. Sis is behind me telling me that her fren said it was a waste of time, i now couldn't agree more, although Ginny Weasley and Hermonie Granger are hot! OKOK STOP! ENough with the FICTIONAL FETTISH =_=" &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1pm liao made my way to town with craft since he stayed over the night before. On the train there were these 4 people, 3 guys and a girl who kept looking at me. Once i took of my ear piece they were calling my name, to my horror I DON'T KNOW WHO THE HELL THEY ARE! WHAT THE FISH! How awkward?!?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow's,,,,,MEt up with my poly friends who were kind enough to accompany me to Sim Lim Square to buy my 8Gb SD Card for mum's mp4. Then we all sat down and chit chat for a few hours before moving to STARBUCKS to chit chat again for another few hours LOL. Good to see all of them again, i've been quite distant especially when they go for K-BOX gatherings as i don't sing that many chinese songs WAIT CORRECTION! i don't memorize that many chinese songs, i'm such a failure to mum's lol, only she speaks the language properly compared to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometime later it was toilet break! Had to pee out all that caffine! lol! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pumped into Ninja who happened to be passing by, stupidly enough i said this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ninja - Mark : Hey man, nice seeing ya again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mark-Ninja : Yea man how's life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ninja-Mark : Not bad, shall meet up sometime yea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mark-Ninja : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yea sure see you tomorrow bye!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think i'm just plain dumb or stupid la! lol. I can't multitask that's for certain when sms-ing and talking to people at the same time, gotta learn to break the habbit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyways went shopping afterwards bought this new bag, although everyone tells me i have like a lot of different bags why do i need summore? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The ANSWER ? :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;You can never put enough things into a bag, that's why you should have one of all sizes and all occassions. True?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okok better sum it up, my cat is now jumping all over my bed and sitting on my tv zZz. So after shopping i saw Jane (another coincidence), but i didn't really say hi and she was talking to someone. I sms-ed her instead and when she told me i think to come and find her i already left Bugis on a train back home to pasir Ris. Once again it's our schedules.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So anyhoo! GTR got off at tamp towards the interchange and i went to T1, had a chat with Ricky and his fren before waiting for the shuttle bus to bring me home. Darn shuttle bus however didn't come for like 30 mins, so i gave up waiting and took a cab. Opened my wallet to pay and i realised i didn't withdraw any money from the bank! WTF! uncle was nice enough to let me go upstairs to my little red piggy bank to get some money out and the best part was he stopped the pay meter so i didn't have to pay for the duration of going upstairs and down again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OKOK tired tired, gonna watch a few movies with tess and sis since she just got home, mum and dad went out on a midnight movie date woo WOOT followed by some fancy dinner lol. Wish i had a relationship as strong as them, can you imagine your first and last gf/bf all the way till marriage. Awesome!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Here's some pics courtesy from Sarah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393580730095130402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/StnZGPy2VyI/AAAAAAAAArk/mfVegQJWIQg/s320/8131_1168287853546_1418441710_30667795_5291488_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393581061656284066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/StnZZi9MC6I/AAAAAAAAArs/TgHVXqb_0DM/s400/8131_1168287893547_1418441710_30667796_2803842_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393581268352492066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/StnZlk9Z4iI/AAAAAAAAAr0/X_Ndb5ej1d8/s320/8131_1169347280031_1418441710_30671132_2694740_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393581428229881378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/StnZu4jJPiI/AAAAAAAAAr8/5tes_N5PKVE/s320/8131_1169347520037_1418441710_30671138_2224170_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-2001660425723275962?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/2001660425723275962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=2001660425723275962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2001660425723275962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2001660425723275962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/10/saturdays.html' title='Saturday&apos;s'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/StnZGPy2VyI/AAAAAAAAArk/mfVegQJWIQg/s72-c/8131_1168287853546_1418441710_30667795_5291488_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-9110246110153261074</id><published>2009-10-16T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T11:53:03.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well today is bookout day from PayaLebar Airbase, pretty much took my time to book out. Me and Denny decided to take our time and let everyone take the peak hour bus traffic while we sat in bunk chilled out play PSP, had cup noodles and took a SLOW shower, something we don't usually get to do very often in army as many would know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow on the bus trip we both dozed off, he saving energy to meet up with his gf and i well just felt like sleeping lol. Got off the bus then *BAM!* denny fell off the bus and landed *SPLAT* on the bus stop pavement! haha wtf?!?! Apparently he was still asleep, somehow that legend managed to sleep walk off the bus but forgot about the last step to the ground. But after me and someone helped him up he was bleeding. Just nice i have Dettol Antiseptic Wipes and plasters. Never know when those come in handy haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach tamp met up with mum had a chat then craft came, bought dinner and did shopping and went back home. Craft and i set up a little LAN shop at my place with a couple of computers and started gaming all the way ever since. Quite a boring way to spend the night i must add but well tomorrow is gonna be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i'm really stressed out about my 21st,,,got a 100 people on the guest list, and these people are the ones worth inviting not those anyhow invite people. problem is i can't accommodate so many, well i can if i spend $$$$$$$$$$$. jialat la. Melissa tagged a suggestion of kite party! lol sounds fun. We see how, ok back to gaming....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-9110246110153261074?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/9110246110153261074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=9110246110153261074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/9110246110153261074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/9110246110153261074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-today-is-bookout-day-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-1100725632871048720</id><published>2009-10-14T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T05:46:12.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zZz</title><content type='html'>Hey guys so you know, my off schedule is wed 5pm-11pm and on friday evenings till sunday 11pm. It's easier saying it here as it's really difficult to tell everyone one by one that i'm in camp. After all not everyone knows i'm in army. Okok in a rush mood so i'll make it quick, i just got home and i need to go back to camp in like a few hours and it's already 820pm! zZz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well for the past few days i've had friends calling me up to make plans, to go out for dinner, meet up and catch up with long lost time. Great YEA! but then again i'm stuck in camp, i can't go out and that sucks balls. Some friends i haven't seen in at lease 8 months to some i meet every few weeks. One person who i really wanna see so badly is Jane, goodness our schedules for the last 6 months always clashed and this was the last 2 days messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jane-Mark&lt;/span&gt; : " Dinner tonight?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mark-Jane&lt;/span&gt; : " I can't in camp at Eunos. Tomorrow at 5 they'll let me out. How's then?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jane-Mark &lt;/span&gt;: "Haha tmr i'm going out. No problem we'll have chance. Maybe Thur?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mark-Jane&lt;/span&gt; : "Lol my off schedule is wed 5-11pm of freedom and fri 5pm - sun 11pm. It'll be like this for another 4 weeks before i get office hours. Sorry about that how bout btw fri-sun?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jane-Mark &lt;/span&gt;: "Difficult cos i need to work..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                         ....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;From this point onwards it's no hope&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my life, the army life, how pathetic as you can see.&lt;br /&gt;To MAKE MATTERS WORSE&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about 3 weeks is my 21st, already "so-called" have a guests list but on the same day is my final exams! zZz every year for the past 6 years on the 3 Nov is an exam. Sucks to be me honestly. So yea ok why not have it on the weekend which will be the 7th Nov (Sat). to my horror i have 2 birthdays to go to on that same day! sucks to be me man really. Now i have to think how to plan the birthday etc, or maybe just scrap the idea and go out with friends, easier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall see how this goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Another note, A few tragic cases in camp. A hawker stall owner who sells vegetarian food. Nice old man i must add, accidentally got his hand caught in between a Sugar Cane Roller, It's those machines which crushes things such as Sugar Cane Stems for their juices. The stall has been closed the last few days, and i'm not sure how the seriousness of the injury is, i just hope that a man such as himself has insurance or at lease some kinda aid from the army. It's damn tragic and cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come to realise that the worse things happens to those who are innocent, those who do no wrong! I find life rather unfair this way, but then again others think the exact opposite. Some people reckon that it's what you did in your past life or what you did within your lifetime that leads to these series of events.&lt;br /&gt;Since we're on the topic, here's an extended version of Justin Timberlake's song, old song but still worth a watch. Quite interesting acting feat Scarlet Johnson&lt;br /&gt;CRAP I CAN"T UPLOAD, here's the link zZz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Tlf3XZckzc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Tlf3XZckzc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i'm better head off, oh yea MY facebook doesn't work, so i can't always reply your messages/comments or pictures etc, kindly take note thanks. KKz off to camp =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-1100725632871048720?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/1100725632871048720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=1100725632871048720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1100725632871048720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1100725632871048720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/10/zzz.html' title='zZz'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-5774188483450944283</id><published>2009-10-10T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:21:28.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pics at the bottom.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes do you get the feeling that things just keep happening over and over again for no apparent reason? That a person's repetitive actions and thoughts are the main reason you started avoiding &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;? I'm so F***ing pissed off, that this person had the nerve to call me and talk to me as if everything was ok, that we can just get back together as if i can forget the past. Please i'm not such a loser, i rather be single the rest of my life then come back to your bloody arms. *Dulan's*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on a much brighter note, lol, LAst few days have been going out with friends and family etc. Friday after book-out accompanied &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Denny&lt;/span&gt; to get his Girlfriend's cake and look at the present. For years i didn't know he was attached lol, he never told me, he was always listening to my stories, gosh i sound like i talk a lot. But seriously such a lovely couple, wonder why i can't get mine to be like that lol. Anyhow met up with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sunshine&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Shawn&lt;/span&gt; for coffee before heading home afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;Then rested for like an hour before &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Lu Zhe&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Weilie&lt;/span&gt; picked me up with a rental around midnight and headed up to Jalan Kayu for prata, then somewhere along the way we got lost LOL. Ended driving over to Ang Mo Kio Hub to watch a movie. Well that was what we intended till we realise that place don't do midnight movies! Argh! Damn waste of petrol. So drove back to E-Hub at Downtown East for Bowling. Quite a nice night played 4 games and seriously did a lot of stupid shits to last us all the way till 3-4am. Had Subway then went home by 5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously people, there's nothing more satisfying then sleeping in on a Saturday morning, so that was what i did. Waking up only at 2am to go to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hafiz's&lt;/span&gt; place for Hari Raya Visiting. Mummy, Sis and myself headed over, it was nice to see the family again, had nice chats and stuffs, better when &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hakam&lt;/span&gt; turned up with his &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sister&lt;/span&gt;. All of us had a nice good 45 min chat etc before we had to go off. Funny point was when Hakam's Sister (After all these years i keep forgetting her name) asked to take a photo, without realizing i told hafiz and hakam to get into the pic and not her! OPPS! LOL, sorry dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards took mum and sis to bugis, got mum a surprise present for no apparent reason haha. Got her the creative Zen 8Gb mp4 player or something like that. We walked around for awhile before they had dinner and i went off to meet friends. MEt up with old army buddies, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Randall&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Zarf&lt;/span&gt; from BMT had coffee before &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Louis&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Rachael&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ken&lt;/span&gt; and his Gf came over to meet up with me since they were in the area. Chit chat all the way till about 10pm balls. Then met up with some friends and took a cab home. Honestly too lazy to go into real details, but it was mostly shopping, (Window shopping), coffee and since i was on a diet, so i ate dinner when i got home while everyone else indulged on Carl's Junior  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the early hours of the morning chatting to friends and trying to learn how to install the software to this mp4 player, i swear it like has a mind of it's own. OH yea! When i was at bugis, someone tapped me and said " Hey mark, how's it going, shall meet up soon yea". Then before i could say "Who are you?" He walked off with his girlfriend zZz. I swear if people could just stay around for a reply once in awhile it will save the other a whole load of unethical thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways i have quite a bit of studying to do, before i put movies in this mp4 for mummy and before i can actually go to the gym ALL BEFORE i book into camp. So yea that's gonna suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/StFpr8i3RsI/AAAAAAAAAqo/zZzJbuKcswA/s1600-h/P260909_00.00%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/StFpr8i3RsI/AAAAAAAAAqo/zZzJbuKcswA/s400/P260909_00.00%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391206432646842050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/StFp6EamViI/AAAAAAAAAqw/DBXGz8sDINA/s1600-h/P250909_23.03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/StFp6EamViI/AAAAAAAAAqw/DBXGz8sDINA/s400/P250909_23.03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391206675277829666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; SUCH AN AWESOME CAKE IDEA BABE!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/StFqGHI3n9I/AAAAAAAAAq4/VW9Cot6SXLQ/s1600-h/P260909_06.54.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/StFqGHI3n9I/AAAAAAAAAq4/VW9Cot6SXLQ/s400/P260909_06.54.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391206882167201746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/StFqTZ92byI/AAAAAAAAArA/4afet-Ks_lA/s1600-h/me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 370px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/StFqTZ92byI/AAAAAAAAArA/4afet-Ks_lA/s400/me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391207110559559458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/StFqrc6BXcI/AAAAAAAAArI/xCLhfxQrJF8/s1600-h/2009+Sep+27+%2849%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/StFqrc6BXcI/AAAAAAAAArI/xCLhfxQrJF8/s400/2009+Sep+27+%2849%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391207523665665474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/StFqztakYII/AAAAAAAAArQ/lOwpe-3zE8o/s1600-h/P050909_02.20%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/StFqztakYII/AAAAAAAAArQ/lOwpe-3zE8o/s400/P050909_02.20%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391207665536098434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; aFTeR sO maNy aTteMpts, mOnThs aT a TiME, tHe qUaLitY oF tHiS pHotO aT tHe sAMe ExaCt sPot iS aLwaYs cRaPPY&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-5774188483450944283?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/5774188483450944283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=5774188483450944283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5774188483450944283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5774188483450944283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-pics-at-bottom.html' title='Random Pics at the bottom.'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/StFpr8i3RsI/AAAAAAAAAqo/zZzJbuKcswA/s72-c/P260909_00.00%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-3597074592919093135</id><published>2009-10-02T10:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:10:25.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spare the moment</title><content type='html'>Last few weeks, i've been talking to people, some i just made friends with. The same thing i always get is,&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; " What does the Future have in store for me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well fellas the answer to this is simple, well this is my point of view so don't take it personally. Throughout my short lifetime i've come to experience that life is short, some choose to spend it waiting for the "right sign" while others live it day by day....In short i feel that people should stop waiting and seize the opportunity you have now, while your still young plan your steps get out there and make the best of your abilities. I have a friend who loves to dance, she made it first place or something like that in some competition. And i have a friend who loves to play games, so he made it top teams in the country which will play international in months to come. Get What i'm trying to say? No? well,,,,,,,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't wait, start trying, treat every moment like it's your last, work hard play harder that's my motto. Oh and treat your friends like the world, cause at the end of the day they're the ones that will never leave you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jerry, Trish, kelly, XM, Carmen and David, this is especially for ya =)&lt;br /&gt;Loves to all&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-3597074592919093135?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/3597074592919093135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=3597074592919093135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3597074592919093135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3597074592919093135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/10/spare-moment.html' title='Spare the moment'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-5557335783121067313</id><published>2009-10-02T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T10:34:16.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Few Weeks</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, hope you all have been doing well, having fun and the usual (army, school,work). Well I'm sorry i haven't blogged so much, been busy with Birthday's, outings, parties, F1 (awesome) and army. Just came back from a 4E1 gathering this now, okok i'm not in 4E1 but was asked to go, so just went =) nice to see some familiar faces once again and at the same time nice to get to know some others a bit better too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does everyone the last few weeks keep asking me if i'm attached?? WTF!!!?!?!?!?,,,,just the thought of it is seriously sickening. I'm had my share of good and bad relationships and now i'm just really looking for a break. A break until the time i find someone special, kinda similar to how a boat traveling the far seas spots the light from a lighthouse far away in enchanted territory? LOL, okok can say i'm a little emo now but yea normal same-O-same-O wouldn't you say? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tomorrow is another load of outings and stuff, so stay tuned yea. Will upload all the photos i've taken recently....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sincere thanks to those who keep on talking to me, pushing me back on the track, and thanks for all the messages and compliments, will keep working hard on it to the END RESULT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;love always&lt;br /&gt;cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-5557335783121067313?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/5557335783121067313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=5557335783121067313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5557335783121067313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5557335783121067313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-few-weeks.html' title='Last Few Weeks'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-5030057001531450046</id><published>2009-09-20T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T02:01:10.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXrMzWGwHI/AAAAAAAAAqA/cHSLyzo_mxs/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXrMzWGwHI/AAAAAAAAAqA/cHSLyzo_mxs/s200/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383467534765178994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXqj2rBXXI/AAAAAAAAApw/UVGkT0V7A5Q/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXqj2rBXXI/AAAAAAAAApw/UVGkT0V7A5Q/s200/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383466831283576178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, okok the long awaited blogs, i compiled this one, so take ur time reading,,i'm sorry if i didn't include everyone, kidna hard to remember everything, or do i suffer from STM (Short-Term Memory)??? Hmms prob the latter....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXoTnpSsSI/AAAAAAAAAoY/oKAckQKWC7o/s1600-h/P160909_11.43%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXoTnpSsSI/AAAAAAAAAoY/oKAckQKWC7o/s320/P160909_11.43%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383464353348628770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well ive spent the last 4 days well, went out with family, met up with frens, and more importantly had a good rest after what i went through in army for that week. Which is route march, although i must say 24km after regular training isn't that tough =&gt; Glad to be home that's all i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well sorry really haven't had the mood to blog so much, just kinda tired and lazy, and nothing too too interesting unless i really scratch deep into my skull and write it up. WHICH I WILL DO RIGHT NOW!!! HERE'S A FEW ENTRIES POSTED INTO ONE BIG ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th Sept Saturaday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well down over at Geylang area was the hari raya fair, hundreds of people were there buying things from carpets, to new clothes, and more importantly the Malay delicacies and the usual fast food(e.g Ramly Burgers). Anyways went there with mum and sis, did some shopping no biggy. Then again i spent $130 or 2 carpets which is pretty cheap, one for my room. Alright la nothing so fun but then i guess it was more of spending time with sis, she's always so busy nowadays too with her frens and school shit, LOL she's becoming worse then me =_=.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th Sept Friday &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXiUBz4F0I/AAAAAAAAAoI/e5OAbE8zH8s/s1600-h/P180909_22.38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXiUBz4F0I/AAAAAAAAAoI/e5OAbE8zH8s/s400/P180909_22.38.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383457763302577986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well woke up early today, headed to the gym, where zarfan from camp joined me, well i mean watched LOL. nothing much really. I headed over to tampines T1 to get John's bday present, sharing with lionel. Well it was alright i think 2 shirts, mostly the designs he like i think. Met up with everyone, had Tequilla and Jack Daniels, got a little drunk, but at lease we were all together. Unfortunately louis was in camp, but he's out tmr which is cool, at lease i don't have to carry any drunk people on my way home balls. This time i didn't walk too, wee hian was nice enough to send us all home, or was it he had no choice cuz of meiting? haha. Anyways nice to see all of them again, grudges aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th Sept&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXod3Mos3I/AAAAAAAAAog/vinIgGsuBmg/s1600-h/P18-09-09_01.03%5B03%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXod3Mos3I/AAAAAAAAAog/vinIgGsuBmg/s200/P18-09-09_01.03%5B03%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383464529322095474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there friends. family and blog readers, i sincerely apologize for my lack of postings. It's been a tough 5 weeks managing time to blog when i barely have enough sleep time. Ok i'm done with BMT (Basic Military Training) army, now have a one week break, ONE WEEK???!!!???! &lt;&lt;&lt; sometin =")" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXlSzZkPcI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/WjmEX7SJo7M/s400/compliment+lol.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383461040789142978" border="0"&gt; Anyways i'm on the midnight bus home now, feel bad i couldn't attend a BBQ at east coast, with army people due to time constraints with meeting other friends, etc. Bu oh well, i'm sure they don't really notice, i honestly can say i'm not super close with most of them, although we were initially. Guess the true colours were revealed? haha, however their fun lunatics i must add. Argh reaching home, what can i say? oh yea today went shopping with friends, i didn't buy much but my fren spent about $300 cause a gal that i know told him he has too few button short sleeve shirts, apparently she claims that if you have too few or none at all, your abnormal. So what happens if i have at lease 10?? lol haha. What do you classify me under? Anyways have a busy week ahead, hope monday will be cheap and in-expensive lol. omg reaching home finally! i'll just post recent random pics for length. Nitex.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXo53oeSWI/AAAAAAAAAoo/NgyU4X36oI8/s1600-h/P160909_11.06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXo53oeSWI/AAAAAAAAAoo/NgyU4X36oI8/s400/P160909_11.06.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383465010475190626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXpMVqYrII/AAAAAAAAAow/Qv-SXgE7vrc/s1600-h/P160909_11.06%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXpMVqYrII/AAAAAAAAAow/Qv-SXgE7vrc/s320/P160909_11.06%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383465327773920386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXpcgVi2xI/AAAAAAAAAo4/NRSLfRYQHoI/s1600-h/P160909_11.46.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXqZgt16gI/AAAAAAAAApo/XTDIl4nHf-8/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383466653591136770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXrBxtZhpI/AAAAAAAAAp4/FmYGZB4oIFg/s1600-h/42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXrBxtZhpI/AAAAAAAAAp4/FmYGZB4oIFg/s200/42.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383467345347446418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXrU9GxlrI/AAAAAAAAAqI/DoPOSNxUV2w/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXrU9GxlrI/AAAAAAAAAqI/DoPOSNxUV2w/s400/11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383467674824185522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXra90ZCeI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Qp7S9Qtm8Ic/s1600-h/27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 547px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXra90ZCeI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Qp7S9Qtm8Ic/s400/27.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383467778094729698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXrnuDFaCI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Rc80-S7ghs4/s1600-h/25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXrnuDFaCI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Rc80-S7ghs4/s400/25.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383467997199689762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXrujQme9I/AAAAAAAAAqg/QYhZ42NRRog/s1600-h/39.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXrujQme9I/AAAAAAAAAqg/QYhZ42NRRog/s400/39.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383468114562677714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OH! i'm walking pass 5 cars and a bus, nothing unusual except for the fact that their kissing each other. Apparently the first car, a comfort taxi, made an emergency stop, resulting in the pile up of other vehicles behind. Luckily no one was injured, however Traffic police will sure have a midnight headache on their hands, trying to clear up this mess before rush hour =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i just spend like an hour, so read it! lol. OKOK gtg out. Cyaz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-5030057001531450046?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/5030057001531450046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=5030057001531450046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5030057001531450046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5030057001531450046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-guys-okok-long-awaited-blogs-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SrXrMzWGwHI/AAAAAAAAAqA/cHSLyzo_mxs/s72-c/3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-2169567726979129280</id><published>2009-08-23T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T06:39:54.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend so far....</title><content type='html'>Well friday we booked out of tekong camp at like 4pm plus,,then all of us were given an "all expenses paid trip" to Jalan Besar Stadium (NEAR LAVENDER MRT), to watch the live soccer match of &lt;br /&gt;               &lt;strong&gt;SINGAPORE ARMED FORCES(FC) VS HOME UNITED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the only reason it was free because the army wanted us to go down and show support, although being my first live soccer match, it was alright i guess. however the performance from SAF was just purely crap. OMG think they don't need to play soccer any further hahas. OK well i saw Juffrey from GVSS (sec sch), we had a few chats, and there were these cheer leaders, of which i made my move, walk up to them and WALKED AWAY! LOL, they were wondering wat the hell i was doing, but oh well good try most people added =_= OH did i mention i was on TV? LOL. live telecast obviously, had a friend call me up during the game saying my face was spotted, wasn't quite surprised since the camera was pointed at us for quite sometime balls &lt;br /&gt;     After the soccer match, which resulted in home united leading 2-0, went off with bunk mates to eat steamboat at bugis, this is the particular place me and my ex would go to and this gal i dated for awhile went, such nice memories hiax, okok not getting emo now! Dinner was alright, but for some reason i didn't really eat, so afterwards just went back home and watch a few movies and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Wake up saturaday AFTERNOON, some swimming/gym,,,then went out with family to VIVO cItY yet again =_=",,,dunno why my folks just love going there, so did some shopping and not much eating, bought some stuffs and assessories such as shaver, braclet etc, then after which met up with friends at downtown. Louis, Lionel and Brina to be exact, had KFC (breaky,lunch and dinner settled). Chit chat walked around then we went to the long awaited lan shop to play left 4 dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     So today ive been pretty much on msn and facebook, chatting to people and etc, catching up on being a so called coach potato =). Overall a nice week =)&lt;br /&gt;Till next week, as i book in tmr (monday) 0855hrs =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-2169567726979129280?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/2169567726979129280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=2169567726979129280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2169567726979129280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2169567726979129280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekend-so-far.html' title='The Weekend so far....'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-2887754214124153533</id><published>2009-08-15T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T10:09:30.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO SORRY EVERYONE!!</title><content type='html'>omg guys im so sorry, it's been i know so long since i posted, i really apologize. It's like last 3 weeks or so i've really been out of time, come home go out meet friends meet family etc etc etc...come home i sleep a few hours and i'm back into camp, i apologize people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways this week i booked out on friday night,,,,and i get to book in sunday night! sweet !!!! so since then it's like go out with family meet with brother's and sisters and gym with buddies. quite a simple week but enjoyable i must say. There's been a lot going on around me lately some stuffs i can't explain. But just hope that these people can manage themselves well enough, i can only advise and best i don't get involved. I don't wanna make the same mistake twice lol ( &lt;strong&gt;some of u know will know wat im talking abt =X&lt;/strong&gt; )  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys if all got plans or what just msg me, i will really do my best to come, even if it means take cab to come find u all. Which reminds me, supposed to meet my dear friends at fishing pond today, i took cab to fisherman village =_=" what a bummer, heng it's not that far away, unlike Flora Road and Flower Road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways Cherry, so sorry couldnt attend ur 22nd bday, i was well in BUNK! hope you like the present dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK well i'm off gonna watch a few dvd's and lift some weight before bed. Take care all, and see u all soon, promise*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mark&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-2887754214124153533?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/2887754214124153533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=2887754214124153533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2887754214124153533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2887754214124153533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-sorry-everyone.html' title='SO SORRY EVERYONE!!'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-7964104156848319405</id><published>2009-08-01T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:40:06.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys, well last few weeks i've been in camp, although home on weekeneds i try to spend it with everyone, in other words try make time for all family and friends and gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many people know, but i'm in a relationship now, i won't say with who as i really wanna keep this private now. But all i can say is that as much as i wanna be there for her, deep inside me, i dun think i'm ready. There's like something wrong or sometin not right, things just don't feel the same anymore after lings. This sucks honestly as it's about time i found some happiness. But anyways she was supposed to come over for lunch today, but i think she's asleep, must be really tired after studying/working so hard, i'm very proud of her that's all i can say, i just hope that i can give dar all my best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update more interesting posts when i'm more fully rested, i only get to book out for 24 hrs, so that sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-7964104156848319405?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/7964104156848319405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=7964104156848319405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/7964104156848319405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/7964104156848319405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-guys-well-last-few-weeks-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-1096500828747534709</id><published>2009-07-18T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T06:56:22.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi guys, hope you all are doing fine, okok blog is getting boring right? Quite a few ppl have told me that nothing new, no pics/videos. So alright i'll put a lil something here, look at the bottom after this post, sarah and carmella were bored, so they made a little video for me to post. Quite silly but worth it if ur burning time. OKOK booked out on friday! yea!! but got home at 10pm &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; um SIAN!!!! went out with my new group of friends, all of them drive, OMG!! sheesh! anyways all drove up to Orchard Country Club around midnight to play pool, of which i had a little wager with ben, winner takes all! whahah! then drove around till 3am or so had supper, i only took ice milo, can't eat too much right? haha, then home to slp. Today woke up, in the end didn't meet up with friends, seriously too tired to shop and eat and watch movie so sorry guys. Stayed home with family it's dad's birthday so we had it simple, supposed to go out but they told me i better rest up at home, so been watching movies with them last few hours, so called movie marathon. Couple of old buddies called about an hour ago to go out, but was just too tired, and ITCHY! last few days in field been so itchy, next week got summore sian! lol. Promise will make time for everyone soon, just this few weeks been extra tired and not feeling well. Tomorrow not sure if got time to meet her, really very tired, but i wanna take this relationship slow, nobody even knows about it, i just wanna be myself, and if people don't like it the way it is they can go away. It's really that simple. All i can say is i treasure my family and frens more, but she's lovely, i'll try to give her my best. Take care all This is the video of sarah and carmella, the way we spend our boring moments lol, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1d5f8771ec200fec" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1d5f8771ec200fec%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330246449%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5257D7B4853C5BED5B77AC5BD1F38B8D7EA8A7A9.416749A3D5D5B394B9899D92004A04695D672898%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1d5f8771ec200fec%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdsTuodmqI294oUn2NmAEbHdwoyQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1d5f8771ec200fec%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330246449%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5257D7B4853C5BED5B77AC5BD1F38B8D7EA8A7A9.416749A3D5D5B394B9899D92004A04695D672898%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1d5f8771ec200fec%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdsTuodmqI294oUn2NmAEbHdwoyQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-1096500828747534709?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/1096500828747534709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=1096500828747534709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1096500828747534709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1096500828747534709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-guys-hope-you-all-are-doing-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-479329044644268496</id><published>2009-07-11T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:47:45.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys, hmms well im in the kinda touched moment right now, since i've booked out had quite a lot of people calling me to meet up etc. I'm so sorry guys that i don't have time for everyone, i booked out on sat morning at about 1030am and i go back in sunday 5pm. Quite a short weekend this week, but i've tried to meet everyone. I will make time for everyone next week and the week after i promise, if i missed you out please let me know. Hope all of you are doing fine and i appreciate the comments and messages especially the motivational messages received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been surviving quite well in army, i've enjoyed every bit of it so far and i still try to find time every night to do my usual self-training. Yesterday i bumped into quite a few frens at separate occassions, all of which has been saying that my upper body muscles are tougher and i've lost weight, so now i know that my army + self-training routines are on the right track =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i still ask myself why i choose to stay single, and why did i reject the status of being attached. Then it was yesterday when one of my frens told me this, " It's not the way she looks or the way she feels, it's the way you feel inside about her, your past, and your future." &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; To rephrase, i believe what my fren meant was that it's not that u have high expectations, it's just that the feeling isn't there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know honestly, all i know is that i'm not the only one in this position right now, but i'll just wait patiently, doesn't matter how long, but i'll just wait for the right person to come along, when i feel it's right. I'll just have to tahan that emptiness that much longer then i expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Thanks to carmella for sending me a card, love you babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-479329044644268496?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/479329044644268496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=479329044644268496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/479329044644268496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/479329044644268496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-guys-hmms-well-im-in-kinda-touched.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-5203310738771953482</id><published>2009-07-04T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:40:22.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys sorry for not posting for so long, yes i did received some of ur sms as to why am i not posting lol, this is my answer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend on my book out i went to Changi Hospital to check on my lungs from a previous condition where i was INSTANTLY PLACED INTO QUARANTINE!!!! WTF!!! =_="&lt;br /&gt;apparently the moment you say ur from tekong ur quarantined for some apparent reason LOL wtf haha. The living conditions over the weekend was terrible, i actually slept on the damn floor with ants cuz they didn't have enough beds etc......but all was not lost, i made some friends while i was stuck in there haha. Some people gave me their email address's too, but i dun think i wanna add them since i don't know them that well ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays so once i booked out of hospital, a few hours later it was time to book into camp, some weekend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays so this weekend wasn't that bad, watched transformers with some friends etc, then supposed to meet some other people but was too tired, so met up with the family for dinner etc,,,then slp slp slp....for the last 3 weeks i've been quite sick, with headaches, cough, flu, runny nose etc, thanks to all for sending me the "get well soon" sms lol, haha. appreciate it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i book in at 2020hrs (8.20pm) tonight,,so i'll blog when i have more time, take care all, see you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-5203310738771953482?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/5203310738771953482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=5203310738771953482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5203310738771953482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5203310738771953482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-guys-sorry-for-not-posting-for-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-1546563418894005737</id><published>2009-06-19T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:08:33.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Army life, the last 2 weeks.</title><content type='html'>Well firstly i would like to thanks everyone for the wishes and the messages and the calls, from the day i booked in at 7am all the way till now. I was really touched, seriously people i had like 5-6 sms coming in on average everyday and 1-2 calls, thanks a lot yea, i feel much more comfortable and more at home thanks to you readers out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT! SO WHERE DO I BEGIN? LOL....some frequently asked questions before are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q1 ) How do you look with no hair?&lt;br /&gt;ANS) Well judging from what most ppl say, no hair suits me, not to mention my face   &lt;br /&gt;     has lost a lot of weight over the last few months, so yea, i look good. (Will   &lt;br /&gt;     upload photo when i have more time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q2 ) Army Food?&lt;br /&gt;ANS) Well i think the food is DAMN UNHEALTHY!!! i dun even eat a lot nowadays, not to mention i'm in charge of food for the company LOL no surprise right? As in i get everyone seated and make sure they sit in the rightful place etc. Like for breakfast they give you siew mai and lor mai kai! WTF yucks,,,so i just have plain bread sometimes with jam and a bit of butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q3 ) Have i lost any weight?&lt;br /&gt;ANS) Well within the last 2 weeks i lost 5Kg, it's not a lot compared to my intense self training last time but i think if i keep this up, things should be looking good. But i trained extra, while ppl resting, i'm doing push ups and pull ups and even crunches to train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q4 ) Have i got scolded? Screwed? etc?&lt;br /&gt;ANS) Personally no, but one thing about army is if someone does something wrong, it's not the person that gets it but EVERYONE! So to answer that, it's yes! lol. Did like so many push ups for some people unfortuantely, but we're a team so we take it as a team. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q5 ) Anything interesting to tell ? &lt;br /&gt;ANS) Well we have frequent room inspection and locker inspections, apparently mine is one of the best and most neat, to some of u who know my mother, u can confirm no why i'm so neat right? haha, it was all mummy's doing! thanks mum =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q6 ) What are my aims after NS and during?&lt;br /&gt;ANS) Well i don't know my future, i have been thinking of taking a degree then maybe go for bachelor, i have qualified under some schools which is a good thing, however i hate engineering! lol. I've been doing everything my frens who have been in NS told me to do, get into the good books of my commanders, and hopefully if i play my cards right i can get into Command School. Then maybe as an officer i'll sign on into army as a career, i just don't know right now guys, but i'll keep u posted. But i really enjoy life in the army, the discipline especially!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q7 ) Have you made/seen any friends?&lt;br /&gt;ANS) Well i think making friends wise there's no ending, i now just added like quite a number of ppl into msn, i've seriously made a lot of frens and some from other companies and platoons too. As for old friends, yes i see a lot of them, and some are even officers which are nice, people don't usually see a recruit talking to a serjeant/officer lol. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well i think these are more then ample questions for the time being, i'm not allowed to talk in details about army obviously so yea. Of friday night after got home went clubbing at OO (Double O) down over at clark quay, boy did my and my frens dance the night away. Took the car there with frens, so got home not too late and still had time to shop for stuff at mustafa lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um alright gotta get ready going out soon, but thanks to everyone for the calls and support, really appreciate it, chat with u all soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves, TC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-1546563418894005737?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/1546563418894005737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=1546563418894005737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1546563418894005737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1546563418894005737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/06/army-life-last-2-weeks.html' title='Army life, the last 2 weeks.'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-1186755930576709451</id><published>2009-06-04T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:44:57.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5th June, 4am, Hours before enlisting (LAST ENTRY FOR AWHILE)</title><content type='html'>Well, i just got home not long ago haha, supposed to meet up with 4 different groups of friends today but in the end some cancelled and i couldn't meet up with one cause very inconvenient. Ended up met up with my frens in school at abt 1pm, it was jun jun's birthday bah, so we met up early while jun was in class. Went to buy his cake then as we all prepared to light up and *!SURPRISE!*, we found out he was at EAST COAST HAVING LUNCH!!! WTF!! school breaktime go EAST COAST MAKAN! ZZZZzzzZZZZ&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SigsagEK7eI/AAAAAAAAAmo/SMzuuskielw/s1600-h/P040609_14.06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SigsagEK7eI/AAAAAAAAAmo/SMzuuskielw/s400/P040609_14.06.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343569791670742498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so we wait lor, then went aroudn school see some teachers,cleaners,juniors,and some friends who happened to be around the campus at TP.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sigsn0YD4wI/AAAAAAAAAmw/tVZiBxC6mFs/s1600-h/P040609_14.47.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sigsn0YD4wI/AAAAAAAAAmw/tVZiBxC6mFs/s400/P040609_14.47.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343570020461175554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did a lot of crazy shit ran around and stuff, oh and when jun finally came, i took some cake and threw it into Ryan haha, unfortunately he hasn't been training, so he couldn't catch me, so i walked to him and *SPLAT*, cake in my face =_=&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sigsv4kFnHI/AAAAAAAAAm4/eohWwlo68S0/s1600-h/P040609_15.00.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sigsv4kFnHI/AAAAAAAAAm4/eohWwlo68S0/s400/P040609_15.00.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343570159024315506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was coming 6pm, tired and sweaty, all took a cab to ryan's place, there a few ppl later joined us, and we played blackjack (21) and poker. Played till dinner time of which ryan ordered canadian pizza then played all the way till about 2am. ok la fun i guess, my "last few hours of being a civilian" &lt;&lt; quote from a few friends. Hmms what else to say.....&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sigs6oxYSzI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ckTspPTPYlw/s1600-h/P040609_20.21%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sigs6oxYSzI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ckTspPTPYlw/s400/P040609_20.21%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343570343763659570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WELL,,,thanks to everyone for advise and support once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's time for bed, i'm tired and i need to wake up soon, oh and if your reading this bloplew, i can only say that i did what i had to do for the best, don't wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and to those who know my ex, um thanks for all the updates and telling me how she is, i think i honestly don't care anymore, not in a bad way but as a sign of moving on. From what some of u have told me, ok she's with this guy with tatoo's? schooling and driving etc, i'm proud of her, very very proud but enough is enough. Appreciate if i don't hear anything about her anymore bah, unless if sometin important especially life threatening. Wish u all the best lings, i've done as promised.&lt;br /&gt;THKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitex all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-1186755930576709451?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/1186755930576709451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=1186755930576709451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1186755930576709451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1186755930576709451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/06/5th-june-4am-hours-before-enlisting.html' title='5th June, 4am, Hours before enlisting (LAST ENTRY FOR AWHILE)'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SigsagEK7eI/AAAAAAAAAmo/SMzuuskielw/s72-c/P040609_14.06.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-8769949616471511660</id><published>2009-06-03T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T04:52:01.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1.5 Days to go</title><content type='html'>Well i have exactly 1.5days before i have to make my way down to the ferry terminal. Hmms firstly i would like to thank everyone for the well wishes and support once again, it's good to hear such motivating/cheerful/entertaining words before embarking on a path rather unknown to my average lifestyle. haha, how can i put it? I'm excited, scared, happy, sad, miserable and joyful over this upcoming part of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anwyays i've spent most of my time at home instead of going out this last mon-wed, mostly following my frens advice who's in camp now, saying that i shd spent my last few days at home as once u go in, esp if you don't really have anyone to call (girlfriend), that's it gonna get a bit boring and lonely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I'M URGING EVERYONE TO CONTACT ME AFTER FRIDAY, MSG ME and at night CALL ME! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna suck the first few days esp when the place is so foreign, so yea i'm gonna need all of you to do ur part =) &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; asking to much? No right? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright well, i'm gonna go play some games or sometin, i didn't really train this whole week for damn obvious reasons, just been eating eating and eating haha, enjoy now a bit and pay all consequences later i alwasy say =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-8769949616471511660?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/8769949616471511660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=8769949616471511660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/8769949616471511660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/8769949616471511660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/06/15-days-to-go.html' title='1.5 Days to go'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-6993220288391115201</id><published>2009-05-31T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T09:41:47.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Evening</title><content type='html'>Well with a few days left to go, i'm really starting to miss everyone and everything, from the bed i sleep on to the bowl i eat food in. I guess this is a period that every guy goes through, but hey like everyone has told me countless times, it's life, go in and go out. But i say go in well come out superior. Superior mainly to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm truly touched, although i was sleeping till like 3pm today, a lot of people called me to go out, i'm sorry guys but i was super tired from the previous days activites which spanned this morning, i promise i will make time for u all esp when i book out. Sian i can't meet everyone then some people upset, sorry la, it's seriously difficult to slot in time for everyone, as it is this whole week i meeting everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite guilty i missed a few people today, end up faster wake up try to salvage what is left of the day, anyways at night met up with mark, chris, shawn and we slacked like we used to so LONG ago. Seriously it's like so hard to meet up with everyone, hiaz. Anyways whatever the case, we had dinner at changi, dinner only hor nothing else LOL, then went to a lanshop for a short while before slacking etc. It was great la to be back in their company once again. Hope to see you guys again, once i'm balled that is =X&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SiKyUoOKQEI/AAAAAAAAAmg/g3WoXdzkCRs/s1600-h/P310509_21.47.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SiKyUoOKQEI/AAAAAAAAAmg/g3WoXdzkCRs/s400/P310509_21.47.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342028175478767682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoutouts to everyone, thanks for all the well-wishes and supports, see you all real soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MArk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-6993220288391115201?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/6993220288391115201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=6993220288391115201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6993220288391115201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6993220288391115201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunday-evening.html' title='Sunday Evening'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SiKyUoOKQEI/AAAAAAAAAmg/g3WoXdzkCRs/s72-c/P310509_21.47.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-7939217750901964807</id><published>2009-05-30T16:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T17:06:34.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday morning to Sunday morning</title><content type='html'>Woke up on saturday AFTERNOON, mum sis and myself met up with dad at downtown as he was already there. We ate at "FRESH BULGOGI", it's like soul garden but ala carte style. Anyways it was nice as we had a nice family lunch, well technically it was my breakfast/lunch/dinner for the day, i didn't eat a LOT but it was nice that you just didn't wanna eat anymore. haha. Overall quite ex, but mum and dad and sis thought that it would be a treat for me especially where i can cook it myself haha! thanks guys.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SiHIZ0fv0WI/AAAAAAAAAmI/H2Lwi-uViE4/s1600-h/P300509_15.29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SiHIZ0fv0WI/AAAAAAAAAmI/H2Lwi-uViE4/s400/P300509_15.29.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341770978952204642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did some shopping and walked around downtown as there was this BIG party called "Family DAY" how coincidental? LOL.....Helped mum with shopping then went home to rest a bit, well technically just sit down and digest.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SiHIjKoerII/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Tutwn8WfVWU/s1600-h/P300509_15.31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SiHIjKoerII/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Tutwn8WfVWU/s400/P300509_15.31.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341771139513232514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Around evening it was back to downtown east to meet up with frens, cool, first met up with lionel and brina for well my late late meal which was about 11pm haha, then twin and carmella joined us, apparently they were late cause they were performing at some gig, so anyways the 5 of us chit chat a lil while till the movie started at 1220am. Terminator Salvation is worth watching, seriously recommend it to those who like action but a bit of chit chat as well. Bumped into poly frens too, had a good chat with them, didn't know you had a gf dude, lol, you always tell everyone u single. LIAR!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SiHJ6WHdiLI/AAAAAAAAAmY/S9g3-rNoG4A/s1600-h/P310509_08.04%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SiHJ6WHdiLI/AAAAAAAAAmY/S9g3-rNoG4A/s400/P310509_08.04%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341772637244590258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyways watched till like 230am then carmella went home, so the 4 of us went over to louis's place where we all sat down and louis brought down a bottle of wine, well it was the wine i bought for his bday, go figure! lol. Afterwards, Bri, Lionel, Louis and myself were left, we went to central to chit chat and makan, although i didn't really eat as i jus wasn't hungry =_=",,,we sat there from 4am till 730am, talked about everything from old times, to our usual crappy jokes and abt me and army LOL. It was seriously nice, just old frens and good memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright it's 8am, and i need sleep. later going out again &lt;br /&gt;nitex, erm....morning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-7939217750901964807?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/7939217750901964807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=7939217750901964807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/7939217750901964807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/7939217750901964807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='Saturday morning to Sunday morning'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SiHIZ0fv0WI/AAAAAAAAAmI/H2Lwi-uViE4/s72-c/P300509_15.29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-337909284386871616</id><published>2009-05-29T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T09:45:24.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1108pm friday, last day of work @ starhub</title><content type='html'>Ok ok let me just say that i've stopped working permanently! well until im through with NS i mean. LOL. But heys it's been a great ride, i love working, so called addicted work-a-holic??!!?? Hmms...weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lets see nothing much, someone i used to date became a lesbian!! LOL! OMFG haha, darling what's wrong with you? i told you not to date that guy! zZz, he definately screwed with your mind. Oh well good luck to ya =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well i have 6days and a few hours be4 i head into National Service which is cool, gonna miss everyone but hey i'm trying to slot everyone in this week, hopefully can meet EVERYONE, although i highly doubt it. My frens from Australia are coming down from overseas to say hi, which is cool. Oh that and go partying haha! cheers mates! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been feeling very weird lately, But nvm, i'm staying strong and staying firm in what i believe in &lt;br /&gt;&gt; Family &gt; Career &gt; Friends &gt; Health &gt; DRUGS &gt; You Believe?!?! &gt; LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will blog when im more rested guys, sorry for the lazy half-ass postings, well it's late and i'm gonna help sis with a painting she's doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-337909284386871616?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/337909284386871616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=337909284386871616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/337909284386871616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/337909284386871616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/1108pm-friday-last-day-of-work-starhub.html' title='1108pm friday, last day of work @ starhub'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-5832774503945702506</id><published>2009-05-26T10:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T10:49:48.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Shwq30BCaMI/AAAAAAAAAlo/YJhYUOQX4Yo/s1600-h/P260509_20.20%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Shwq30BCaMI/AAAAAAAAAlo/YJhYUOQX4Yo/s400/P260509_20.20%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340190396498733250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i was able to change my shift for today from 1130-9 to 9-630 instead. Thanks to hoons for the help helps =) was able to go out with frens after work, well technically chalet! lol.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShwrFiJ3H6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/M2J5rBpqesg/s1600-h/P260509_20.25%5B03%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShwrFiJ3H6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/M2J5rBpqesg/s200/P260509_20.25%5B03%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340190632222072738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with kw and ed at hougang interchange, had a colleague company me there so it wasn't a boring ride over, took the car over with a little speedy adventure LOL, nice ride, comfortable balls, reach there, there was a miscommunication with everyone! i mean everyone! people went to either downtown east costa sands, costa sands or aloha loyang! lol, but it was the one at downtown. Good thing we parked the car midway of all three for convenience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways nice to see everyone, realised got someone else going to the army on the exact same day!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShwrUOxduDI/AAAAAAAAAmA/48-RQZi5sy4/s1600-h/P260509_20.25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShwrUOxduDI/AAAAAAAAAmA/48-RQZi5sy4/s200/P260509_20.25.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340190884717508658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; COOL!!! haha, well um wat else can i say? um as usual at every bbq im cooking LOL, then this gal from 1 year our junior came, funny gal haha, keep calling me chef =_=. The most funniest thing is her name is Sirvin too! LOL omg, hahaaahahaha when we introduced each other i almost laughed till my head fell off haha. But she was nice, even invited me to her bbq some time, but i used army as the perfect excuse lol. Anyways Joan said i have big feet!! SAD la!!! but after she try on my slippers, she kept quiet, comfortable!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShwrNCC1bOI/AAAAAAAAAl4/6ox1_OXrFvE/s1600-h/P260509_20.26%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShwrNCC1bOI/AAAAAAAAAl4/6ox1_OXrFvE/s400/P260509_20.26%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340190761041620194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun with everyone la seriously, now it's time to get focused for the army, well i have been for quite some time but hey you can never be too prepared! okok so i stayed till about 1am, then i got a ride home. Now gonna chill out be4 i go for a jog or sometin see how.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-5832774503945702506?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/5832774503945702506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=5832774503945702506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5832774503945702506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5832774503945702506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/cool-tuesday.html' title='Cool Tuesday!'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Shwq30BCaMI/AAAAAAAAAlo/YJhYUOQX4Yo/s72-c/P260509_20.20%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-2091040315594907347</id><published>2009-05-25T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T07:50:50.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid!?!? argh!</title><content type='html'>You wanna know the most stupid thing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i even started work at starhub i told this gal that i'm not ready, that she was great and i loved everything about her but i wasn't ready. Then while at that period i was working at starhub i met someone, i wasn't sure what the hell was going on at first, all i know is that i did not initiate anything. With the doses of sms on my off days, and certain online conversations i got the wrong idea as &lt;br /&gt;                               A, she was too friendly, &lt;br /&gt;                               B, she was too damn quiet to speak up,&lt;br /&gt;                               C, well i don't know C yet, but it's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually thought she had some interest in me, at first when she would contact me i was like erm WTF, but then slowly i started to like her. OMFG! What the hell was i thinking, she was such a pain in the ass. Now we're not talking, but i don't care, i even had the guts to apologize although it wasn't all my fault? LOL. All i know is that i took the guts to tell her and clearify the air before it seriously escalated to some big ass problem. Well it's good now, she has someone and me, well i have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i realise that i shouldn't had left u astray my dear, you are really special much more and much more to come. I was stupid to think that i wasn't ready, but i was honest! I wanted to make sure that the feelings i have for you were real and NOT the rebound. After this STUPID incident, i realise that that one gal truly meant for me was RIGHT INFRONT of me and always there when i needed her. I'm so sorry, and i'll make it up to you every chance i get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys this is all the post about my love life has to stop, it's getting too public especially after that starhub incident. Those who want access to private entries pls ask me first. Don't bother looking, you will never find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to mend things with her&lt;br /&gt;nitex &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-2091040315594907347?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/2091040315594907347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=2091040315594907347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2091040315594907347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2091040315594907347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/stupid-argh.html' title='Stupid!?!? argh!'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-5076075053699548086</id><published>2009-05-24T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T08:39:33.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well work today was great, had fun just me and adeline, wa lao you ah, cannot let me work in peace! LOL haha, 5 min also cannot, haha. But it was a good laugh. Still wasn't feeling so well so had a very healthy lunch, salad sandwhich and some plain vege sushi, no mayonaise etc obviously! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird since i've got the letter for NS, everyone has been finding out that i'm enlisting in 5th june. I've been asked out by all my frens and even cousins and family members. I really love you guys seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the train ride home my cousin who i haven't seen in over 10 years called me, he came back from Spain some time back. Should be going out with him and the guys be4 i go in. Had such a good coversation that once i reached Pasir Ris interchange i walked all the way, the entire 9-10 bus stops home LOL. Good exercise huh. Ok just finished the call, now gonna have dinner, and later after 2 hrs go for some jogging. Need to repair my stamina after my injury. Oh morning at 8am meeting a fren for gym at tampines before work, train all the way baby! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok today's post impromptu, but heys im tired yea. Guys i'll try make it for graduation party, see anyone can swap shift with me ba. Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-5076075053699548086?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/5076075053699548086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=5076075053699548086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5076075053699548086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5076075053699548086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-work-today-was-great-had-fun-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-4168522655258687746</id><published>2009-05-23T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T11:31:04.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to sleep!</title><content type='html'>omg la it's 230am and i cant sleep. my stomach hurts so bloody much, to make matters wrose i keep needing to go to the toilet to puke/poo. This is getting bad zZz, make matters worse im working tmr morning, hopefully can get a few hrs slp dispite the discomfortness. Hmms was hoping got frens to chat online tonight throughout the morning, but looks like every1 is offline or busy. Well it's a saturday night go figure! either people are still out or alr asleep from a long fun day. Hmms what can i do for the next few hrs? oh yea i wrote 2 poems today, i think it's quite alright lol, but im shy to post it. haha. Oh well maybe i'll write one more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep well ppl....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-4168522655258687746?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/4168522655258687746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=4168522655258687746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/4168522655258687746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/4168522655258687746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-want-to-sleep.html' title='I want to sleep!'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-5238497361580276592</id><published>2009-05-23T04:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T05:12:36.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShfmC_YXPFI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/sf7bMpWbsmo/s1600-h/P230509_18.28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShfmC_YXPFI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/sf7bMpWbsmo/s320/P230509_18.28.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338988822318758994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so im sick, didn't see the doctor, so instead went down to the bathrooms to get a nice steam bath ahhhhhhhhhh so nice! Body relaxed, even had a nice warm shave and shower. So long since i really had a nice luxious bath/gromming session. Well Thanks everyone for checking up on me, dude you don't need to treat me dinner la, i'm fine LOL haha. Your crazy =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways a good steam bath is good for the body and face, removes all excess oil and stuff, you guys should try, even if you dun have the facilities, you can just boil water in a claypot and add some vicks, if will clear your face of excess dirt and your nose.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Shfmogy6N-I/AAAAAAAAAlY/CwBYoOrUY68/s1600-h/P230509_18.23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Shfmogy6N-I/AAAAAAAAAlY/CwBYoOrUY68/s320/P230509_18.23.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338989466943633378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good for the body, definately a must if you have been to over 4-5 parties/BBQ's over the last 3 weeks LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh not many guys do this, but hey i care about the way i look, especially a long long time ago what felt like another lifetime i had a very bad acne problem LOL Guys you should get something like day cream and night cream, one to moisturize ur skin when your out and the other to repair your skin when you sleep. Ok i must admit last 3 weeks i haven't been doing it, so today i got back into my routine haha. Alright i'm gonna watch my new cable tv, since i signed up the line, i haven't even watched anything yet, let alone any movies.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Shfnz6iPsgI/AAAAAAAAAlg/NK-9OTb5flw/s1600-h/P230509_18.22%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Shfnz6iPsgI/AAAAAAAAAlg/NK-9OTb5flw/s320/P230509_18.22%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338990762343248386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chao...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-5238497361580276592?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/5238497361580276592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=5238497361580276592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5238497361580276592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5238497361580276592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok-so-im-sick-didnt-see-doctor-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShfmC_YXPFI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/sf7bMpWbsmo/s72-c/P230509_18.28.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-2877897517394880027</id><published>2009-05-22T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:27:26.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sicksssss</title><content type='html'>Hiaz crap i think i'm seriously sick, last night after the BBQ cannot slp, stomach so pain keep going toilet to poo out and this morning i vomited. LOL could i be pregnant? haha, don't think i will eat anything today, wanna clean out/DETOX my entire system. Okok i need go toilet again, so i'll make it fast, i had fun with everyone yesterday. These are the memories i want before i leave starhub, unfortunately i just don't wanna leave, i wanna stay. Today i was supposed to meet frens but i think i'm gonna stay home and rest, hopefully well enough to go jogging later, kk toilet toilet bye all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the comments and messages haha. Those who still email me and myspace me on msn 2nd msn account, pls email markos-88@hotmail.com. Thanks &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-2877897517394880027?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/2877897517394880027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=2877897517394880027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2877897517394880027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2877897517394880027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/sicksssss.html' title='Sicksssss'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-2268851032767693172</id><published>2009-05-22T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T12:25:41.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A time for thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Shb6GX0qpuI/AAAAAAAAAlI/yEsGmVf9RC8/s1600-h/P180509_15.42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Shb6GX0qpuI/AAAAAAAAAlI/yEsGmVf9RC8/s400/P180509_15.42.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338729395675375330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know what i'm feeling inside, but i know i wanna see where it leads me, but i'm just scared. I've been numb for almost 2 years until now. I just can't explain it. There's just sometin so special and gifted about her. I can always read people, and this person has such rare qualities it's insane! When i wanna try to move in, she backs away, i'm not sure is that a sign to give up or to wait. Sometimes she treats me so nice i just wonder is she just being nice or wat. I'm so confused, and it hurts inside the longer i wait without knowing if something is gonna happen. To be good friends or otherwise? Nah it can't be me that she likes, i mean after all there's really nothing special about me is there? Argh from today i have 6 working days left, then i'm gone, i'm scared of what will happen. Whoever she chooses will be really lucky. ok i'm emo, i'm gonna go finish up my video blog entries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-2268851032767693172?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/2268851032767693172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=2268851032767693172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2268851032767693172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2268851032767693172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-for-thoughts.html' title='A time for thoughts'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Shb6GX0qpuI/AAAAAAAAAlI/yEsGmVf9RC8/s72-c/P180509_15.42.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-7970296172496818704</id><published>2009-05-22T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:12:08.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Shbxf_i5EHI/AAAAAAAAAkI/cy_swqH0_Mk/s1600-h/P220509_12.07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Shbxf_i5EHI/AAAAAAAAAkI/cy_swqH0_Mk/s200/P220509_12.07.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338719940230320242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i was so tired today omg! the night be4 i was preparing all the food and everything. MArinated and stuff haha only had like 1-2 hours sleep. Took me quite awhile but at lease it was edible. Unfortunately this is like my basic menu, not my proper cooking standard so i hope i don't get graded by this crappy presentation LOL. OK! so i woke up at 8am and work was at 9am all the way in town! OMG! quickly out of bed, slipped on jeans and shirt and put on my running shoes and ran all the way to the main road.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShbxmL7b4hI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/jzy0EoXnhfY/s1600-h/P220509_12.08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShbxmL7b4hI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/jzy0EoXnhfY/s200/P220509_12.08.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338720046633706002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Once i reached tampines interchange i ran all the way to the train. then once i reach Douby Ghout station, i ran all the way to work! LOL talk about morning exercise balls!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShbxyzfZPgI/AAAAAAAAAkY/UEOuTQ3AYvM/s1600-h/P220509_16.02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShbxyzfZPgI/AAAAAAAAAkY/UEOuTQ3AYvM/s200/P220509_16.02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338720263411940866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Shouldn't had run, i became SO SO SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ENERGETIC!!! the following pictures will do ALL the explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hungry didn't really eat dinner so break time i ate 2 pao LOL, then lunch fried rice. Wah song bo full liao, but stomach pain whole day, this from last night till now. OMG! zzz. Work was great, had fun with frens and stuff, had so much free time to catch up on slp so i rested for like 3 hrs.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShbyGI3RrnI/AAAAAAAAAkg/_Ac7bbjyO3Y/s1600-h/P220509_16.07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShbyGI3RrnI/AAAAAAAAAkg/_Ac7bbjyO3Y/s320/P220509_16.07.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338720595566767730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShbyS5j6BVI/AAAAAAAAAko/LLiV0-JinvA/s1600-h/P220509_16.09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShbyS5j6BVI/AAAAAAAAAko/LLiV0-JinvA/s320/P220509_16.09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338720814797292882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work cab, most of us was gonna take public transport there so Fuad, Hoon, Shuang Shuangs&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Shbycogu-aI/AAAAAAAAAkw/idpI0p5BMx0/s1600-h/P220509_19.05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Shbycogu-aI/AAAAAAAAAkw/idpI0p5BMx0/s200/P220509_19.05.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338720982019275170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and myself took cab to my place. All of us slept in the cab lol, TIRED! Home liao mummy and daddy there to help me, dad help me chop onions garlic and freeze ice, then mummy and me with the pasta. I love you guys! Sad wanted sis to join me for bbq, but she stayin overnight at frens house, so nvm just me and my frens =) haha.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Shby1k7f7wI/AAAAAAAAAlA/GgYAnJXKUx8/s1600-h/P230509_00.22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Shby1k7f7wI/AAAAAAAAAlA/GgYAnJXKUx8/s400/P230509_00.22.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338721410554523394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was here, we had so much fun, AS USUAL WITH EVERY BBQ that i plan, my tradition would be doing prawns in a frying pan over fire. I've done this tradition to over 15 BBQ within the last 3 yrs. However Actually i made a few different type of prawns for someone special. But unfortuantely she didn't eat =X, think i need to improve my cooking hiaz. Anyways there was more then enough food! end up justina took home about $20 worth of food LOL esp since my family we all dun eat all this stuff we call "junk food." People keep coming and going, sadly we didn't take one group photo, but the memories in my head i won't forget, good thing i have a good memory haha. I love you guys, i mean all of you. Thanks for making my last 2 weeks as a civilian fun. Keep in touch! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves Loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what people think, as long as you are happy, THAT! is the MOST important. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well for the last 1 year i've been practising my singing, i may film one good video clip before i get into camp. Stay Tuned....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-7970296172496818704?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/7970296172496818704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=7970296172496818704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/7970296172496818704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/7970296172496818704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-i-was-so-tired-today-omg-night-be4.html' title='BBQ'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Shbxf_i5EHI/AAAAAAAAAkI/cy_swqH0_Mk/s72-c/P220509_12.07.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-5174064948697599797</id><published>2009-05-21T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:17:16.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShZDMTdUfhI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ojsF07b4wCw/s1600-h/map+home.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShZDMTdUfhI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ojsF07b4wCw/s400/map+home.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338528286955044370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL for those who don't know how to get to my house, here is the map. HAHA! okok im so bored that i actually have time to draw picture, facebook, msn, sms, and read news online. I love my job baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-5174064948697599797?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/5174064948697599797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=5174064948697599797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5174064948697599797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5174064948697599797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/lol-for-those-who-dont-know-how-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShZDMTdUfhI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ojsF07b4wCw/s72-c/map+home.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-8103793825190335949</id><published>2009-05-21T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:21:34.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a true story from the Japanese Embassy in US!!!   &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, Prime Minister Mori was given some Basic English conversation training before he visits Washington and meets president Barack Obama...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShYaMZfn9wI/AAAAAAAAAj4/GNRUCxfGWHM/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShYaMZfn9wI/AAAAAAAAAj4/GNRUCxfGWHM/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338483208598583042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The instructor told Mori Prime Minister, when you shake hand with President Obama, please say 'how r u'.   &lt;br /&gt;Then Mr. Obama should say, 'I am fine, and you?' Now, you should say 'me too'.    Afterwards we, translators, will do the work for you.'   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks quite simple, but the truth is...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Mori met Obama , he mistakenly said 'who r u?' (Instead of 'How r u?'.)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Obama was a bit shocked but still managed to react with humor:   &lt;br /&gt;'Well, I'm Michelle's husband, ha-ha...'   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mori replied 'me too, ha-ha.. .'.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was a long silence in the meeting room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minebea/NMB/Pelmec Confidentiality Statement and Disclaimer: This message is intended only for the addressee(s) and may contain Proprietary or Confidential information. If you have received this message in error, kindly notify us immediately and delete all copies of this message (including all attachments). 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For obvious reasons i shall not mention her name. But i have this fren, who has trouble with her bf, well we've been frens for years, and i think we're closer then brother and sister if that makes sense? anyways something quite disturbing was that her bf is beating her, cause she can't get money. WTF LA!!! I'm still so close to going over to his house and finish his face off, i'm not a violent person but what he has done has just crossed my barriers. Last night about 3am i went to her house to talk to her, then finally 5am i slept on her bedroom floor till this morning, i'm so tired and now i'm at work. ARGH i don't know what i should do!?!?!? She doesn't wanna tell her family nor report this asshole. I'm still contemplating my promise that i won't report him zZz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I curse him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-8623989683744976984?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/8623989683744976984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=8623989683744976984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/8623989683744976984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/8623989683744976984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/sleepy-come-zombie.html' title='Sleepy come Zombie'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-433591912442016772</id><published>2009-05-20T10:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T11:06:16.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GraDuAtION DaY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShRFsSglzPI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Usyu5hb16E4/s1600-h/P200509_14.01%5B04%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShRFsSglzPI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Usyu5hb16E4/s400/P200509_14.01%5B04%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337968085525974258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is graduation day lol, where to begin, argh nvm im gonna cut short, met up with all my brothers and sisters and my frens and some people who i just say hi to but know my name? LOL.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShQ-gUbLMnI/AAAAAAAAAhw/IgI9vSBKR7g/s1600-h/P200509_14.03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShQ-gUbLMnI/AAAAAAAAAhw/IgI9vSBKR7g/s200/P200509_14.03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337960183300305522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha. well during the graduation ceremony the 1st speaker said this " We an institution of 19 years , have geared our students to prepare for the work sector where they will be fully equipped to cope with current situations" &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;OUR IMMEDIATE RESPONCE WAS &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; " BULLSHIT! " &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShQ-u_PXk0I/AAAAAAAAAh4/lAJJb7ldJG4/s1600-h/P200509_13.54.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShQ-u_PXk0I/AAAAAAAAAh4/lAJJb7ldJG4/s320/P200509_13.54.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337960435311678274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well once graduation was over it was off to take pics with frens and chit chat. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShQ_BDmNu5I/AAAAAAAAAiA/pNEO68eU14k/s1600-h/P200509_18.18%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShQ_BDmNu5I/AAAAAAAAAiA/pNEO68eU14k/s320/P200509_18.18%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337960745718889362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think i smiled at lease 80 times today lol. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShQ_UWUy5II/AAAAAAAAAiI/Q3tHTGET6-U/s1600-h/P200509_17.03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShQ_UWUy5II/AAAAAAAAAiI/Q3tHTGET6-U/s320/P200509_17.03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337961077163615362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my cheeks still hurt, until i got to a point i just grinned in every photo!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShQ_kNKjs0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/DT1asAg2lQc/s1600-h/P200509_13.41%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShQ_kNKjs0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/DT1asAg2lQc/s320/P200509_13.41%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337961349582664514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; LOL, although a fren dared me to do sometin stupid on stage when collecting my diploma, i didn't dare, the lady was so nice, i even picked a conversation with one of the teachers while waiting to walk up on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and midway my pants tore. something on the chair ripped it leaving a nice hole on the side of my leg, some people probablly thought i was doing sometin wild, well that was one of the comments haha. So lucky i wore boxes, otherwise it would had been up very weird, people already had a nice view of my upper thigh haha, i even ended up in a photo with my leg showing, should be featured on MAXIM.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShQ_2zz0uiI/AAAAAAAAAiY/L6cVfBOKrOs/s1600-h/P200509_16.41.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShQ_2zz0uiI/AAAAAAAAAiY/L6cVfBOKrOs/s400/P200509_16.41.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337961669193939490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well nothing much to say here, just the guys standing in a line, with me *no surprise* at the very end =_=&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShRAWMMt37I/AAAAAAAAAig/Oafcq5LN4rw/s1600-h/P200509_16.18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShRAWMMt37I/AAAAAAAAAig/Oafcq5LN4rw/s200/P200509_16.18.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337962208316743602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShRCUmklWII/AAAAAAAAAio/AFnOixqeOVI/s1600-h/n713448774_1850847_7383029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShRCUmklWII/AAAAAAAAAio/AFnOixqeOVI/s200/n713448774_1850847_7383029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337964380059687042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShRCoA74YLI/AAAAAAAAAiw/XVXwBaIicUE/s1600-h/P200509_13.44.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShRCoA74YLI/AAAAAAAAAiw/XVXwBaIicUE/s200/P200509_13.44.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337964713554239666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some individual photos with some friends =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiax although i will try to keep contact with everyone,&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShREEryk1hI/AAAAAAAAAi4/iaKTLyYvbyI/s1600-h/P200509_13.43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShREEryk1hI/AAAAAAAAAi4/iaKTLyYvbyI/s320/P200509_13.43.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337966305605899794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; it will not be easy as some u only know through a sch relationship or some who are flying overseas.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShREV6qMmRI/AAAAAAAAAjA/aMQwasRG3EU/s1600-h/P200509_13.23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShREV6qMmRI/AAAAAAAAAjA/aMQwasRG3EU/s320/P200509_13.23.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337966601655064850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BUT it was great , shook hands and even hugged a few people here and there until now im scared that i might just get the H1M1 virus =_=.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShREnXP_vHI/AAAAAAAAAjI/DeTX9Fd38cU/s1600-h/P200509_19.45%5B04%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShREnXP_vHI/AAAAAAAAAjI/DeTX9Fd38cU/s400/P200509_19.45%5B04%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337966901387574386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i went home to change then met up with frens in town, APES CAFE, which is between douby ghout and bugis, opp paradis.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShRFKtvY9VI/AAAAAAAAAjg/EDVeolWPa2E/s1600-h/P200509_22.12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShRFKtvY9VI/AAAAAAAAAjg/EDVeolWPa2E/s200/P200509_22.12.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337967508720252242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had good Food, KBOX, DRINKS, ETC. Since i dun exactly drink anything alcoholic had a nice iced mocha which cost $7, might as well visit starbucks as i actually finished the drink in 10 seconds after it came to the table la zzz.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShRFCcASh1I/AAAAAAAAAjY/7-pDd6jUYGM/s1600-h/P200509_19.41.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShRFCcASh1I/AAAAAAAAAjY/7-pDd6jUYGM/s200/P200509_19.41.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337967366520342354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cut short, stayed till 11pm, then kw sent me back home halfway in his car, and i've been blogging since i was waiting for the bus till i got home right now. OK OK tired tired, gonna chat to a few frens and sleep. NITEXppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-433591912442016772?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/433591912442016772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=433591912442016772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/433591912442016772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/433591912442016772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/graduation-day.html' title='GraDuAtION DaY!!!!'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShRFsSglzPI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Usyu5hb16E4/s72-c/P200509_14.01%5B04%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-6558723591729234885</id><published>2009-05-19T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T12:41:44.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday-Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShMJtIqJefI/AAAAAAAAAhg/PhwDDdCyZnw/s1600-h/P190509_17.24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShMJtIqJefI/AAAAAAAAAhg/PhwDDdCyZnw/s400/P190509_17.24.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337620654387198450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets see, i had a great 3 day off week, it was great! Now work today was fairly alright, did work fast and as usual all the AA's did teamwork. Had time to chill out and walk around. We all had so much time that it was insane, we were finding it so hard just to keep our eyes open throughout the morning. SOME OF US RESULTED TO DOING THIS TO KEEP OUR EYES OPEN, ERM I MEAN FAKE EYES? (3 biscuits were harmed in making this blog entry, may god bless their floury souls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fairly interesting today, Adeline felt like eating Carl's Junior (OMG!) but in the end we settled for KFC.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShMKlpql4mI/AAAAAAAAAho/jqKI757d3yU/s1600-h/P190509_13.20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShMKlpql4mI/AAAAAAAAAho/jqKI757d3yU/s400/P190509_13.20.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337621625320104546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With my routine, there is no way im eating chicken, so had that little $3 burger, which was smaller my hand! I MEAN WHAT THE HELL!!!! they make me look like im some huge ass monster, but then again kinda true haha.&lt;br /&gt;After work, went to Tampines, to get my spects done, since i need one for army, paid $120 which i find alight i guess provided it lasts that 2 yr period lol. Well it's now 340am, Spent the last 3 hrs chatting nonsense with Tissuefren, who for some apparent reason keeps disconnecting from internet, i think ur desktop/laptop need throw out the window hor? LOL. Argh im gonna slp now tired, nitex...&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-6558723591729234885?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/6558723591729234885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=6558723591729234885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6558723591729234885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6558723591729234885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/tuesday-wednesday.html' title='Tuesday-Wednesday'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShMJtIqJefI/AAAAAAAAAhg/PhwDDdCyZnw/s72-c/P190509_17.24.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-5832640569260835149</id><published>2009-05-18T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T09:27:20.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duke's birthdayyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShGJ_md9kyI/AAAAAAAAAgw/q6bO3XKQLRw/s1600-h/P180509_22.19%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShGJ_md9kyI/AAAAAAAAAgw/q6bO3XKQLRw/s320/P180509_22.19%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337198759161729826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, Once again i was able to wake up late, woohoo! but then again so did everyone else i was supposed to meet up with haha. All met up at hougang mall around mid-afternoon before heading down to duke's. It's been awhile since all of us went out as were all busy not to mention some people have to enlist in army soon LOL, some people im refering to are practically myself and ryan, oh yea duke too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShGKLqCWwmI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ueIQW75G8N4/s1600-h/P180509_22.10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShGKLqCWwmI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ueIQW75G8N4/s320/P180509_22.10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337198966278111842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well yea a lot of people turned up, mostly from TP, and some from SP and certain clubs that duke has been participating in, and so on. It was pure madness haha, there was one part when duke was giving a speech, this big guy and myself couldn't tahan so we smashed the entire cake into his face. SAD no cake, but hey on the bright side who needs the extra calories and it was a good laugh for all 40 of us haha.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShGK0jticzI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ZoIsH8hzJVw/s1600-h/P180509_22.18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShGK0jticzI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ZoIsH8hzJVw/s200/P180509_22.18.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337199668954821426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think u shd leave ur hair like this, this new cake and chocolate brings out such great colour in ur hair bro =) whahahah, oh and it wasnt just me who pushed the cake into ur face erm i mean face into cake, had help with ur big fren, STRENGTH X2, oh yea guys there wasn't any cake left, it was all on his face, literally a 1KG cake SMASHED! SAD!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShGJZA9OaYI/AAAAAAAAAgg/k_fbWAbVCoY/s1600-h/P180509_21.27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShGJZA9OaYI/AAAAAAAAAgg/k_fbWAbVCoY/s400/P180509_21.27.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337198096257280386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some people got him Playboy underwear, very cool looking! Everyone made him wear it outside his pants, which kinda made things um revealing!?! haha, oh and a beanie for the hair, good luck with this weather LOL!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShGKgx-WCCI/AAAAAAAAAhA/nVcdc7DqKLY/s1600-h/P180509_23.06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShGKgx-WCCI/AAAAAAAAAhA/nVcdc7DqKLY/s320/P180509_23.06.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337199329186023458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good music, good food (catering) and great crowd, everything a good birthday needs! haha.   &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShGJuMFGyBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/8QjOhUcF-DM/s1600-h/P180509_23.23%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShGJuMFGyBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/8QjOhUcF-DM/s400/P180509_23.23%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337198460020377618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt; Getting late, about midnight, Duke drove us home! cool! good thing we're all like on 1 particular route so it's not bad haha. OVERALL A FUN DAY! AND A VERY FUN LONG WEEKEND FROM WORK! AHAHAHAHA, OH WELL ARMY COMING MIGHT AS WELL ENJOY, Although i still feel this dark endless hole inside of me, my friends are always around to back me up no matter wad =) NITEX EVERYONE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-5832640569260835149?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/5832640569260835149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=5832640569260835149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5832640569260835149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5832640569260835149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/dukes-birthdayyyy.html' title='Duke&apos;s birthdayyyy'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShGJ_md9kyI/AAAAAAAAAgw/q6bO3XKQLRw/s72-c/P180509_22.19%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-2181038331376993049</id><published>2009-05-17T09:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T10:09:53.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Louis's birthday</title><content type='html'>Well woke up late today, FINALLY!!! lol anyways went over to louis's condo today at downtown east for the bbq with everyone, aka Ra3cALs. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShBCsJ4pyNI/AAAAAAAAAf4/h_yhImipujc/s1600-h/P170509_20.56.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShBCsJ4pyNI/AAAAAAAAAf4/h_yhImipujc/s200/P170509_20.56.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336838884769253586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wah after so long we're all back together, i think past is past hor, just enjoy life now right? haha.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShBDkz2hk-I/AAAAAAAAAgA/pNeXhWz368A/s1600-h/P170509_20.57.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShBDkz2hk-I/AAAAAAAAAgA/pNeXhWz368A/s200/P170509_20.57.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336839858107290594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways it was great to see everyone, even auntie and uncle and the family who still remembers me, esp for my cooking haha. Cause as usual as most of you know very well, i'm always doing the cooking, so called flare. Sadly not everyone came, but for those who did, it was a reunion to remember. Spent hours and hours until 12am then all go home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Some highlights were a pair of ladies underwear we found on the groud floor LOL,  damn funny la, wonder who it belongs to =X &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShBEQkQMGeI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/GoV_J_VdsAg/s1600-h/P170509_22.03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShBEQkQMGeI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/GoV_J_VdsAg/s320/P170509_22.03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336840609834211810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &gt;Almost all the presents were alcoholic related haha, bottles of red wine etc, as we all know louis's hobby is collecting and sampling different wines. But since he has gotten with his girlfriend he has been tamed haha. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShBDuTSXxKI/AAAAAAAAAgI/LmiDK7lKD6Q/s1600-h/P170509_22.31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShBDuTSXxKI/AAAAAAAAAgI/LmiDK7lKD6Q/s320/P170509_22.31.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336840021164410018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Such a nice couple i must admit, real happy for you bro, after all this time, you have finally found your happiness =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways some of the guys are in army, gave me some tips, AND WHY IS EVERYONE TELLING ME I WILL BE AN OFFICER???? LOL for the last 1 month, at lease 1 dozen ppl telling me, " Mark you have the look of an officer," " you can survive the training, you can do it!" &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; WTF okok i wanna push myself 110% but siao liao so much confidence in me i stress, scally i driver u all laugh LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShBEgYXBDmI/AAAAAAAAAgY/4EV8IKbYT2g/s1600-h/P170509_22.35.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShBEgYXBDmI/AAAAAAAAAgY/4EV8IKbYT2g/s200/P170509_22.35.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336840881519529570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyways watever you both are trying to do everyone was sure laughing. Think i have a fren who likes ballons, she shd get some pointers hahaa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out all, great day.&lt;br /&gt;Ra3cALs 4 LifE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-2181038331376993049?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/2181038331376993049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=2181038331376993049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2181038331376993049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2181038331376993049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/louiss-birthday.html' title='Louis&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/ShBCsJ4pyNI/AAAAAAAAAf4/h_yhImipujc/s72-c/P170509_20.56.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-2549176856582127503</id><published>2009-05-16T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:52:15.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16 May 2009, Saturday Part2</title><content type='html'>Well alright after gym etc went to slp for an hr, met up with mummy at Tampines. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sg7ZCR2EU0I/AAAAAAAAAfI/vWo974vQKoQ/s1600-h/P160509_22.21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sg7ZCR2EU0I/AAAAAAAAAfI/vWo974vQKoQ/s320/P160509_22.21.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336441241653760834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been a long time since we went shopping together, oh wait it's been A LONG TIME! Since sis is always with us, she went to camp today at Sentosa, i think about $40 for 1 night she stay there sleep in underwater world and see all the thing, i spent &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sg7ZKvuMfxI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/OGcCR7CCFhw/s1600-h/P160509_22.21%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sg7ZKvuMfxI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/OGcCR7CCFhw/s320/P160509_22.21%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336441387112759058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;last night begging her to try and hide me inside her luggage so i can go too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mums and me went from shop to shop, mall to mall lol, in the end i bought mummy 2 pairs of shoes or is it heels? i don't know what you call it, and i bought myself finally a pair of shoes!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sg7Z_0FgQZI/AAAAAAAAAfY/6mZdZMSIR6M/s1600-h/P160509_22.23%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sg7Z_0FgQZI/AAAAAAAAAfY/6mZdZMSIR6M/s320/P160509_22.23%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336442298817331602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since everyone was nudging me to buy one. But i think i really have enough shoes LOL. WAit i upload the pics and u see the shoes i bought and my collection of shoes =_=" LOL.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sg7a1mZzCDI/AAAAAAAAAfg/IY6S5VfgTU8/s1600-h/P160509_22.26%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sg7a1mZzCDI/AAAAAAAAAfg/IY6S5VfgTU8/s320/P160509_22.26%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336443222857287730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmms since it's louis's bday tmr, i bought his fav red wine. Cost a lil more then my price range but nvm, it's worth it, he's still a bro of mine. Tmr shd be fun fun day just like everyday =) um oh yea lets see, did grocery shopping,&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sg7bGGoDw4I/AAAAAAAAAfw/p4lJwAmVgj0/s1600-h/P160509_22.28%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sg7bGGoDw4I/AAAAAAAAAfw/p4lJwAmVgj0/s200/P160509_22.28%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336443506384946050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and i went to this boutigue selling spects. WOW so nice la!! zzz, wish i didn't buy my POLICE spects, cost me $300+ and i like nvr wear, idiot sia. But this one i really liked was $400, hiaz one day when i really have the money. lol. im gonna get a cheap $50 framed spects, nice and casual, cuz half the time when im out i always bumped into friends, like today i walked right pass Natasha and i didn't say hi, she had to punch me to get my attention. Nice to see ya Nat, miss ur spagetti and meatballs =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are like all my new shoes, i think should be using them for at lease next 2 years, since i'll be in army for quite awhile, won't use so much, so last longer =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sg7bAI9_bzI/AAAAAAAAAfo/C8joKEm08s8/s1600-h/P160509_22.26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sg7bAI9_bzI/AAAAAAAAAfo/C8joKEm08s8/s400/P160509_22.26.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336443403934592818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-2549176856582127503?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/2549176856582127503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=2549176856582127503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2549176856582127503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2549176856582127503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-may-15-2009-part2.html' title='16 May 2009, Saturday Part2'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sg7ZCR2EU0I/AAAAAAAAAfI/vWo974vQKoQ/s72-c/P160509_22.21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-8294862241175243567</id><published>2009-05-15T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:42:26.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16 May 2009, Saturday</title><content type='html'>Well, after all that has happen, i'm well, i'm not myself. I don't feel 100% not that i ever did feel 100% for a long time. I'm tired of giving fake jokes and fake smiles, i want everything to be real. Losing my mate just made things worse, but i'm being strong, staying true and will continue fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Zachary's birthday, however i think best i don't go, everyone is going down which is cool for KBOX and a nice dinner of sometin. Happy birthday dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um well im gonna go for gym now, i can finally bench press 50kg and maintain it. Now i'm gonna aim for 60kg before i go into army. Wish me luck. I know some of you don't know what bench press is, so it's like when u lie down and you just your arms to life a certain weight. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sg5QXA_B1WI/AAAAAAAAAfA/tBnNzKh8tsw/s1600-h/P230409_20.55.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sg5QXA_B1WI/AAAAAAAAAfA/tBnNzKh8tsw/s320/P230409_20.55.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336290964812191074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well the singtel guy came over to fix up my cable tv and internet etc, so i can watch movies tonight then if i really can't sleep again. Hiaz damn it i just wanna be free from everything, free from love, pain, and everything. God help me please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-8294862241175243567?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/8294862241175243567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=8294862241175243567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/8294862241175243567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/8294862241175243567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/16-may-2009-saturday.html' title='16 May 2009, Saturday'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sg5QXA_B1WI/AAAAAAAAAfA/tBnNzKh8tsw/s72-c/P230409_20.55.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-2672736833118421686</id><published>2009-05-15T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T09:18:06.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping after work....</title><content type='html'>Well today was an pretty ordinary day, however i'm more tired then usual. Possibly the training or my lifestyle. Anyways i'm on the train home from Orchard. Went out with Adeline after work today, we wanted to get skirts and shoes. Erm i mean she skirts and i shoes LOL. We had the pleasure of her close fren to join us for dinner at pasta mania which was cool. We ordered baked rice, chicken creamed pasta and as for myself funghi pasta. This dish is simple shitake muchrooms chopped up and cooked with the pasta of choice  then add in the cream sauce. However problem is the cook added too much garlic as the base. By dinner's end, i had breath strong enough to literally kill a vampire instead of scaring them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With dinner out of the way, it was time for shopping! i followed the girls around looking for that one skirt. Alright i must admit that Far East isn't as good as it once was. It's vibe and aura isn't up to speed anymore. However saw my shoes, but i'll think i'll wait awhile longer lol. I'd rather save, i need to be disciplined and firm with every dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways Adeline's fren who's name i've forgotten bought high heels and some dress. By 930pm she was the only one who walked out of Far East with sometin while the other 2 walkin out exactly the same as they walked in. Lol overall fun day. This sat, sun and monday i have bdays and bbqs to attend, im not sure abt going to sat's one as im tired, but we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace all....&lt;br /&gt;oh i love this song, and the video clip of smallville in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PpvcsP-v4ho&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PpvcsP-v4ho&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone who called, chat, asked me how i am coping, really appreciate it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-2672736833118421686?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/2672736833118421686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=2672736833118421686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2672736833118421686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2672736833118421686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/shopping-after-work.html' title='Shopping after work....'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-9143955429198640833</id><published>2009-05-14T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T09:56:39.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Day..</title><content type='html'>Another day at work, nothing unusual, although had a lot of free time to sleep around. Hmms lets see, i &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgxJzgwM8WI/AAAAAAAAAeI/lN2J50v2yrw/s1600-h/cut+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgxJzgwM8WI/AAAAAAAAAeI/lN2J50v2yrw/s400/cut+.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335720807841460578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;needed a hair cut, so i thought since it's like MY LAST HAIR CUT for the next 2 yrs, might as well spend a little more. I spent $25 at jean yip, wash and cut. Not bad reminded me of the days when i was working in a hair salon. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well hair was cut, bought a few studs to go with the look and next destination home. Pasir Ris bus interchange, got the people usually play their music and leave a box out for people to throw coins in. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgxKN3NzAAI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/0Wpo-cwZtwc/s1600-h/road+singers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgxKN3NzAAI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/0Wpo-cwZtwc/s400/road+singers.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335721260547768322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think today however like no coins, cause the guy was singing with his guitar had competition from 2 old men singing hokkien songs. They were like 3 metres from each other both singers with microphone, IT WAS SO NOISY PLEASE! OMFG. i would pay just to be away from them zzzz. It was really that bad, talk about choice of location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was getting off bus 12 at my stop, there was this lady on the floor at the bus stop crying, she was lying on the floor. Me and this lady passenger approached her, i offered to help her up, she said in chinese " nono, please i'm scared of guys" &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; UM WTF?????&lt;br /&gt;in the end the lady carrying so much shopping helped her up, then she asked for water, i was the only person with water, let alone i gave her my water bottle, like it was nothing. there goes $8 water bottle. now got a perfect excuse to buy a bigger one =). Ok to make things short, i tried to break down watever she said in chinese/hokkien. She said sometin like, " i'm waiting for bus 12, i need to go get an injection, i am dietbetic. Please give me some water, i have no family, i'm the only child." An indian lady came, THEN SHE STARTED speaking english =_= (shd i be flattered that people actually know im chinese by blood?)I asked if she needed an ambulance or anything she said no, so me and the lady walked off, had a nice conversation with a stranger mostly about that gal on the floor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home straight away faster eat my grilled fish and vege then off to gym with WL, 2 hrs later it was about 1115pm, went for a short guitar lesson till 12am, it's now 1220am i'm gonna shower. LOL. Still have a fren coming over later to slack, hopefully maybe not cuz im already tired. &lt;br /&gt;okok blog liao nitex.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICS from last few days, LAZY to upload on the day itself =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgxLK-sMIRI/AAAAAAAAAeY/n7kho735Olo/s1600-h/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgxLK-sMIRI/AAAAAAAAAeY/n7kho735Olo/s320/123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335722310526312722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgxLi4NczuI/AAAAAAAAAeo/EWOFKAxlBkg/s1600-h/1234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgxLi4NczuI/AAAAAAAAAeo/EWOFKAxlBkg/s320/1234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335722721103630050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgxLocRj4nI/AAAAAAAAAew/CSoTOD9A-FQ/s1600-h/12345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgxLocRj4nI/AAAAAAAAAew/CSoTOD9A-FQ/s320/12345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335722816683893362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; eh this was today, we were bored, me, adeline and fuad decided to exchange shoes! lol i could wear adeline's shoes if i dun wear socks. WTH i have damn small feet la. Adeline looked like a panguine in happyfeet wearing fuad's giant shoes. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-9143955429198640833?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/9143955429198640833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=9143955429198640833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/9143955429198640833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/9143955429198640833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/interesting-day.html' title='Interesting Day..'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgxJzgwM8WI/AAAAAAAAAeI/lN2J50v2yrw/s72-c/cut+.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-5820678954265479842</id><published>2009-05-14T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:14:02.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok well firstly i would like to thank everyone, for their support or lending of shoulder and those who wanted to come over to meet up with me. Really had a lot of messages after i posted. After losing drew it's like just damn different. But anyways like rozzanna says " he's in a better place, and one day i will see him." or like Sirvin " life goes on, be strong" or like craig " celebrate his life with a pint of beer." or cerise " go shopping!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will heal it all once again, i guess. But thanks everyone, sincerely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, im so screwed, this next 2 weeks i have a few birthday's to go to and like 3 BBQ's =_=!!!!! What am i supposed to buy for their presents zzz, i have no clue where to start balls. Hmms. Going out is costing so much, so i'm so sorry dude that i can't go to ur Kbox bday this sat, well on the bright side u all dun nid hear my voice...Ok well im borrowing a colleagues MP3 now, and im listening to one of my all time favourite songs, Robbie Williams : Better Man, i would remember walking home from sec school i would sing this song out aloud (empty field btw sch and my old hse). Hopefully got Kbox be4 i go into NS, really wanna sing out everything stored up inside me. Hmms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-5820678954265479842?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/5820678954265479842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=5820678954265479842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5820678954265479842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5820678954265479842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok-well-firstly-i-would-like-to-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-4272258455965943297</id><published>2009-05-13T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T10:32:22.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brother, i'll fucking miss you no matter what. I love you bro.</title><content type='html'>This morning i heard news that my childhood friend passed away. After the long battle that spanned 2 weeks, his body finally gave up. I'm lost, upset, confused, hurt and more importantly heart broken. We grew up together in Australia, we thought each other everything there is, then when the time it was for me to leave, he still said this sentence "No matter where ever we are, brothers for life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we were at opposite ends of the world, we were always there, he helped me through tough battles and was a major part in my life. A brother i never had. I'm so fucking lost, i've got this hole in my heart so big. I thought losing my ex was bad, THIS IS WORSE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far i've covered up how i felt when im out at work or out with friends. This is where i let it all out. MY diary. Hiaz i dunno wat to do now, im so so lost. Brother i feel fucking guilty for leaving you in australia alone. I shouldn't had left you behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much i cry behind closed doors, and no matter how much i hurt myself, he is never coming back. I can't even afford to fly over there, i've saved up $3000 for the trip there, but my family needs it more. i think somehow he would want me to give it to them too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother no matter wad i will make u proud always. I've fulfilled half the promise to be able to try everything in life, and im still trying and learning new things. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-4272258455965943297?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/4272258455965943297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=4272258455965943297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/4272258455965943297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/4272258455965943297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/brother-ill-fucking-miss-you-no-matter.html' title='Brother, i&apos;ll fucking miss you no matter what. I love you bro.'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-3947490364681547547</id><published>2009-05-11T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T03:32:21.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SghotvWk1bI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Z3mI6Pvs_no/s1600-h/streetSOC+court.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SghotvWk1bI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Z3mI6Pvs_no/s400/streetSOC+court.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334628893634909618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WELL nothing much today, just went to work, had fun with frens, then after work played street soccer at east coast. Lets just say, playing with small and fast guys is a challenge BUT i still managed to score =) this only proves that mark isn't completely hopeless =_="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well im tired, im still clearing facebook emails,,my hotmail inbox just went up by 150 all just by adding people on facebook wtf, not to mention these are my friends im adding! someone shd complain! when they do i will celebrate in their honour. To make matters worse you can only add like 20-30 people a day or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok super tired, still need try plan off for next monday's birthday, need to think of the present to buy for duke. Hmms, oh well it's gonna be a blast, just like every other thing i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-3947490364681547547?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/3947490364681547547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=3947490364681547547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3947490364681547547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3947490364681547547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-nothing-much-today-just-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SghotvWk1bI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Z3mI6Pvs_no/s72-c/streetSOC+court.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-6976232187765184748</id><published>2009-05-10T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:47:14.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss Australia!</title><content type='html'>Crap, although i was born in singapore, half my life is pretty much in Australia. I wanna go home!!! It's like i left all my friends there and i can't live there cause if i go i leave behind all my friends here too. It's just not fair, i was just browsing one of my mate's facebook friends lists. And the first 40 people i saw were all good frens of mine when i was young. It's like we all grew up together and then i went away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say though i've been lucky, sometimes my friends from Austalia will still call me, and even some came down to Singapore to visit. I have yet to go back to the coast since 2001, and i wanna go back well at lease for a holiday. Stupid NS, currently glued to this little tiny spect of a dot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it! im really stuck directly in the middle of both countries. Wish there was like a point of intersection where i don't need to spend a shitload of $$ on travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest Assured, im coming back guys for a holiday, i promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-6976232187765184748?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/6976232187765184748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=6976232187765184748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6976232187765184748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6976232187765184748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-australia.html' title='I Miss Australia!'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-5495288891861548496</id><published>2009-05-10T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T09:04:07.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>work</title><content type='html'>sian tmr all my frens going out, kbox, etc, sian i wanna go!!! sad sad..oh well tmr it's gonna be a fun day anyways so it shd be fun. wait did that sentence make sense? im still getting emails from facebook at this hour, i dunno how many people i actually added lol, add until facebook say i can't anymore. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk i go jogging liao. nitex all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-5495288891861548496?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/5495288891861548496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=5495288891861548496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5495288891861548496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5495288891861548496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/work.html' title='work'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-4610873647411919811</id><published>2009-05-10T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T01:38:00.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well im working today, nothing new right? haha. Well lets see, ive spent the last 1 hour sleeping. So damn tired, so just hide under the table again and sleep. I usually do this when people go out for lunch, but it's a sunday almost 95% of people are off WHICH MEANS SLEEP!!!!!!!!???!!!!??!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i feel good, had a brilliant week with friends and family, and i still have a few weeks left before im offically in NS. Till then i can predict 2 bbq's, 1 KBOX, 4-6 dinners, 2 movie night and most probablly some overnight thingy on top of work. COOL! But seriously im gonna miss everyone hiaz, esp the new frens at Starhub, yea i know u all say i bookout can meet but not the same le, hiaz, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea this morning at work was raining and i was soaked esp my shoes zzz. so i took a 20 min break to dry off, wait actually from this morning till now 430pm, im still bare foot LOL. oh well the TL's saw and didn't mind anyways haha. So that 20 min break i actually really used facebook. I searched for my friends online, 1 by 1 till 1 hour later my hotmail kena spam ZZZZZZZ SEE PIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgaR3Wk6PxI/AAAAAAAAAd4/GzqNOh8aFUY/s1600-h/deskyuuu.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgaR3Wk6PxI/AAAAAAAAAd4/GzqNOh8aFUY/s400/deskyuuu.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334111188806156050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added like 50 people, the last few hours keep getting annoying pop ups zzzz. Damn irritating sia zzz. Oh well im tired gonna go back to slp under my table for another 10 mins. NITEX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-4610873647411919811?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/4610873647411919811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=4610873647411919811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/4610873647411919811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/4610873647411919811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-im-working-today-nothing-new-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgaR3Wk6PxI/AAAAAAAAAd4/GzqNOh8aFUY/s72-c/deskyuuu.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-1556878946253392606</id><published>2009-05-09T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T09:10:57.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday! weee</title><content type='html'>OK! first things first, i just wanna say LOL OMFG WHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! &lt;br /&gt;my sis jus threw the frizbe (flying plastic plate) into the air, my cat try chase and she RAN INTO THE DOOR!!!! lol wtf!!! i heard one loud thud on my door, open see my cat blur blur wondering wtf just happened. lol. your just damn cute la baby tesse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways saturday! beautiful morning, erm i mean afternoon, overslept then was late to meet up with everyone at bedok. Yup some of u were right, sure too tired to gym la at 8am zzz. Ok so everyone met up at bedok interchange, Adeline, Fuad, Huihoon, Yu Shuang and myself. Had a nice well meal kinda, i ate half a bowl of porriage and then cannot finish zz =_=, my appetite can really like baby sometimes. Anyways so we all eventually made our way to Queensway for shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ok, really spent as little as i could today, bought Only wat i needed! Spent $41 on a nike gym bag, $66 on a pair of running shoes (addidas had 30% discount), and a pair of nike slippers for $58. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL = 41+58+66 = $165 &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; i usualy dun buy branded, but heys i need sometin that will last, besides my feet and my back very important. What's a few hundred dollars compared to your health?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmms after dinner that time, hoon, ys and adeline all had things on so fuad and myself went to orchard, buy ipod classic, well he bought, i see and touch only haha. Unforunately orchard no more stock, so we ask them call suntec book. Off we went to suntec! wah damn late liao coming 10pm, the shutters were closed, cannot go in, ask ppl nicely open door, say we got reserve one, then they open store for us, wah so good sia feel like rich rich VIP people LOL. buy liao they still so nice then we zhao. go home liao. the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i tired like nobody's business, but always had time for family, chit chat with mum and dad then with sis and the cat. LOL. then my dad watching this old elvis movie (black-white movies) then i anyhow go dance like elvis and play guitar, lol whole family keep laughing until face red. Goodtimes =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Receipe&lt;br /&gt;BROCOLLI SOUP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgWp-t16jeI/AAAAAAAAAdw/O0kNrPWEUOk/s1600-h/Soup+for+the+soul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgWp-t16jeI/AAAAAAAAAdw/O0kNrPWEUOk/s400/Soup+for+the+soul.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333856228612935138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well sigh, not everyone is like me where they just love vegetables. So why not combine it into soup form to make it yummy and creamy? Pretty much blended all the vegetables and added it into the soup. The soup based was mostly something similar to cream of mushroom or cream of chicken. All i can say is that it's simple and easy to make, however a lot of washing up needs to be done cause of the differnt cooking equipment used. Anyways please give it a try, it's healthy and good, if you need more tips, as usual you know how to contact me, via msn/mobile.&lt;br /&gt;Bon-apetite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-1556878946253392606?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/1556878946253392606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=1556878946253392606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1556878946253392606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1556878946253392606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/saturday-weee.html' title='Saturday! weee'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgWp-t16jeI/AAAAAAAAAdw/O0kNrPWEUOk/s72-c/Soup+for+the+soul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-6905697478327739452</id><published>2009-05-08T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T11:17:27.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's day after work</title><content type='html'>omg had like only 2 hrs of slp la be4 waking up at 7am for work la. it was a bit dumb for me to train all the way till 3am then prepare for bed at 5 zzz. oh well im not training tonight. Work was alright, had fun, did my work fast and as usual went to sleep the best way i can without ppl noticing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgR2yAIKBDI/AAAAAAAAAdY/HzleS0WXxiE/s1600-h/a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgR2yAIKBDI/AAAAAAAAAdY/HzleS0WXxiE/s400/a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333518460113257522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After work, huihoon, fuad, yu shuang, adeline, yong sheng and myself decided to head over to Changi Airport for a nice dinner and chit chat. omg the bus ride there was 1hr plus on bus 36 from douby ghout. i fell asleep with my mouth WIDE OPEN! lol, wth, can even hear shuang talking when i was fast asleep that i was knocked out. haha. nono you don't talk very loud, jus joking. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgR2829vSzI/AAAAAAAAAdg/bvbOjTs1O98/s1600-h/b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgR2829vSzI/AAAAAAAAAdg/bvbOjTs1O98/s320/b.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333518646632205106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinner at popye's was alright, but the chit chats we had for the following 3 hrs was the best. I think i went overboard, cuz by the time i was finished, adeline's face was painful and i guess shuang's ribs too with all the laughter going on. awwwwwww such a nice day, jus hanging out with the ppl your comfortable with and having a chillax period =)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgR3EdMnG6I/AAAAAAAAAdo/p_qBfkWCq2k/s1600-h/c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgR3EdMnG6I/AAAAAAAAAdo/p_qBfkWCq2k/s320/c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333518777154214818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's 215am, gonna get a few good hours, before i chiong gym in the morning be4 meetin up with everyone for shopping =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TC all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-6905697478327739452?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/6905697478327739452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=6905697478327739452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6905697478327739452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6905697478327739452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/fridays-day-after-work.html' title='Friday&apos;s day after work'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgR2yAIKBDI/AAAAAAAAAdY/HzleS0WXxiE/s72-c/a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-4135370919994129816</id><published>2009-05-08T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T11:03:22.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miscommunication</title><content type='html'>Hey guys my previous blog entry wasn't really going out to anyone. I just realised that i may have accidently/coincedently linked someone to it. For the last few months, people have called me rich, have a lot of girlfriends and so on. I don't like being called some rich playboy. This is really not true. I'm a simple man, who if had the choice would save every penny. I'm now going out with all my frens cuz NS is coming that's all. Please do not judge me but what u see in just a month lol. a bit unfair i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Tissuefren, previous blog entry wasn't about you, cuz i read your blog scally think u writing about me in responce to reading that. Hope your family member is feeling better and your doing well. We hardly chat now which i find so weird. Wish things can go back to the same between us. If your willing to try i will, cuz last few days it's been different, and hurts a bit in a way i can't explain. hiaz.&lt;br /&gt;TC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-4135370919994129816?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/4135370919994129816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=4135370919994129816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/4135370919994129816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/4135370919994129816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/miscommunication.html' title='Miscommunication'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-1009927747439694640</id><published>2009-05-08T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T01:24:22.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a little something about me. I thought it would be good to get this out of my system as i find it very disturbing especially when people get the wrong idea about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a mixed raced, asian-angmoh in short. The way i think can vary with the different groups of people i hang out with. I've never had a problem with friends and i certainly can make friends if i go to a chalet and i don't know anyone except the host. WHAT I'M Trying to Say is that i'm an open and friendly type of person, i lived in Australia half my life what do you expect lol. So if your friendly with me, i'm damn friendly with you. If your mean and rude, i just ignore you and walk away. I rarely argue nor do i pick fights. This is how im raised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the point? okok most of u guys know me damn well, but for some readers/new frens i think they get the wrong idea. Just cause i'm friendly, doesn't mean i like you, just cause i'm friendly doesn't mean shit. Just cause i have dinner with a gal/come to my house/go swimming with/movie/starbucks or anythign else doesn't mean shit unless obviously it's clearly acknowledged. I'm a loyal friend and i'll stand up for people, i will NEVER abandoned people nor will i backstab them. I'm not cheap. I'm an even more loyal bf but im happily single now, so that's that, no questions ask. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys if u all have to read this, i just wanna get things off my chest =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-1009927747439694640?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/1009927747439694640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=1009927747439694640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1009927747439694640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1009927747439694640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-little-something-about-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-2123076450047918152</id><published>2009-05-07T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T12:56:47.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday! My off DAy!!!</title><content type='html'>Well slept quite early last night, as in early in the morning after i reach home from the chalet =_=" slept 2am-730am bah. Woke up and OMFG!!! my chest got scratches!!!! damn red la my chest, i think is i slp on the zip of my pillow or my cat scratch me zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; met up with Fuad for gym. Unfortunately my body isn't used to training heavy heavy in the morning, so did mostly light weights and more running and cardio (pushups, sit-ups,crunches,etc) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgMIVNOGo6I/AAAAAAAAAcw/pwaTFZIUeXU/s1600-h/P070509_09.58.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgMIVNOGo6I/AAAAAAAAAcw/pwaTFZIUeXU/s320/P070509_09.58.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333115544155890594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgMIfq14kCI/AAAAAAAAAc4/9e-TiADx7AM/s1600-h/P070509_09.59.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgMIfq14kCI/AAAAAAAAAc4/9e-TiADx7AM/s320/P070509_09.59.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333115723906060322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took a few stupid vidoes of us dancing around like gays lol, will post i think tmr bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah jialat we late liao, so take cab to closest MRT station then met up with Adeline at City Hall, accompany them to work a bit then met up with friends for lunch at Kovan. Cool la, thanks brother for the chin chow, u rich hor! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch went to ryan's place, met up with the guys for a chillAX period. So sick of going to town, so we played blackjack. Ok a bit funny last 2 days play blackjack but hey it's fun to play with your friends, not to win money but just for the fun of it lol. Few hours later all sian, summore edwin went to work so all zhao.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgMI4YDsHEI/AAAAAAAAAdA/qtymBlqRKbU/s1600-h/P070509_12.45.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgMI4YDsHEI/AAAAAAAAAdA/qtymBlqRKbU/s320/P070509_12.45.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333116148360420418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgMJAItju2I/AAAAAAAAAdI/rC1Juk2aFiY/s1600-h/P070509_13.04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgMJAItju2I/AAAAAAAAAdI/rC1Juk2aFiY/s320/P070509_13.04.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333116281680018274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my cards LOL!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly to meet up with fuad and adeline for dinner after work, but they tired or wat. So went tampines met up with friends for dinner. OMFG la eat Carl's Junior, SIAO! i order the smallest most healthiest burger i could find lol, then the drink is plain tea without the sugar haha. Slowly we all eat eat, then movie time! WAtched "XMEN-Origins ; WOLVERINE", really ok la, it wasn't as good as we expected but heys at lease i watch a movie for a change. Ryan went home, rest of us go coffee shop for drink near chris's house. Wah chris bought me teh tarek, drink damn sweet la, scare dietbetes. Now im at home liao, keep drinking water and washing my mouth, i hate sweet sweet things balls. Hmms OVerall IT"S A FUN DAY!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgMJVh0d8XI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/DdrBC-MWyHo/s1600-h/P070509_22.59%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgMJVh0d8XI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/DdrBC-MWyHo/s320/P070509_22.59%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333116649197138290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; dude u so need a hair cut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, as soon as the burger i ate at 7pm is really digested, i can go for night training, till then just wanna say that, I'm going army in 5th JUNE, Will not be blogging so much, but will update when i can. Thanks everyone for the wishes and support, really appreciate it. I will train harder haha. Um it's so hard to go out with everyone, especially when all of us is working and off on different days, some of you guys are even overseas from what i know. But heys, keep contact =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TC all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-2123076450047918152?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/2123076450047918152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=2123076450047918152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2123076450047918152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2123076450047918152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/thursday-my-off-day.html' title='Thursday! My off DAy!!!'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SgMIVNOGo6I/AAAAAAAAAcw/pwaTFZIUeXU/s72-c/P070509_09.58.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-3635881307484949220</id><published>2009-05-06T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T10:05:33.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday HuiYing</title><content type='html'>Well the day ended fairly alright, spent extra 1 hr at work, to chill out with fuad and adeline. It's cool hanging out with them cuz we can always talk and chit chat watever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made my way to white sands, pasir ris station, met up with David. Went to Hui Ying's 21st chalet, lots of ppl, 40% family, 60% friends. Heng heng i can chit chat with the guys. David left early, so i solo go make friends lol. In the end not so bad cuz these guys i've been playing games online with for quite some time. we played tai-ti and blackjack (21). Play until song song liao, then wish happy birthday and zhao. I always love the part when u make new friends, cuz it's nvr boring. You start a new friendship afresh and build newer bonds. Going to take cab home bah they all accompany walk to get cab from inside the chalet, quite good la, got a lot of nonsense thigns in common. OVerall a fun day, and it took my mind off my dear fren. Later i still need call overseas see how he is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home now, resting, later at 8am got gym be4 go out with frens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned.....&lt;br /&gt;once again, happy bday HY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-3635881307484949220?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/3635881307484949220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=3635881307484949220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3635881307484949220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3635881307484949220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-huiying.html' title='Happy Birthday HuiYing'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-7697281346118086167</id><published>2009-05-05T18:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T18:57:08.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfortunate</title><content type='html'>I have totally, really, utterly, ultimately no mood to work what so ever. My dear friend in Australia, my childhood friend is in hospital fighting for his life and im stuck here working. Spent like 5 hrs on the phone calling overseas consoling his gf this morning since i knew both of them. Fuck i really wanna fly back, hiaz. Makes things worse today cab to work cuz obviously nvr slp, traffic jam! pasir ris to PS - $22.50. Go shoot me la. Tonight got chalet and i really not in a happy mood to party. Trying so hard last few days to control my face, my emotions, until i can't hold it in, i just wanna fly back now. What should i do guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add on to the plate there;s this fren, i call her tissuefren, she's really a great person to talk to with a damn great personalty, but i don't know why the last 4 days it's like totally we don't talk/don't bother. I guesss this week im loosing ppl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'lll try get back to work now, aiya i dunno la, my mind feels so crowded with shit.&lt;br /&gt;tc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-7697281346118086167?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/7697281346118086167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=7697281346118086167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/7697281346118086167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/7697281346118086167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/unfortunate.html' title='Unfortunate'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-3580380927677689018</id><published>2009-05-05T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:33:01.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exercise, work and fun all in a day! (tues 5th)</title><content type='html'>Well it was the early hours of the morning that i set off for my training, started at about 2am till abt 4am+. Today's training was all about speed and stamina, i followed a tight routine and even did a shitload of pushups and sit ups and even chin ups! =_=" After running and coming home, i realised my key card fell out of my pocket, had to back track 4km on top of the 4km i already ran from home. Heng i found it, dun nid pay $50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways 7am liao prepare for work, meet my fren for coffee in the morning at 730 like that be4 take train at about 815. "She drinks coffee, i drink lime juice." Good la u, your job pay $15/hr, but too bad you dun get to make frens like my job. whaha! bad right? you confirm slap me hor u bum. but i dun care =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach work, wah damn tired, i even slept on the train standing up. faster chiong work, heng got fren help me finish a bit, then i sleep, when ever1 went to lunch i slept under the table and use chair cover. Come lunch no mood eat, i tapao back and cont work with my frens. 4pm liao hungry sia, so eat lor, then after slack again till knock off =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with frens, then they hungry, so we eat at this japanese restaurant at PS. Not bad la the food, then after window shopping then go lan awhile. im sick of lan, and i dun like play much games. OH YA! had one guy next to me, play game dunno how long there, but he had 6-7 bottles of water around him, siao la these ppl! play game until can raelly eat/slp/shit at computer. i rather go play some sport at lease more fun. anyways too bad not ever1 came today, but oh well we had fun, now super tired, got home at 115am, and now still can blog zzz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr shd be a fun fun day, after work got chalet!!!! =) then thurs off =)&lt;br /&gt;Life is fun &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this weekend all the plans still on, otherwise if not go gym also can =) &lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;nitex all tc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-3580380927677689018?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/3580380927677689018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=3580380927677689018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3580380927677689018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3580380927677689018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/exercise-work-and-fun-all-in-day-tues.html' title='exercise, work and fun all in a day! (tues 5th)'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-7803454857514892753</id><published>2009-05-04T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:24:38.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Being Alone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 88%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;While you may act like you don't care on the outside, on the inside your biggest fear is being alone. You can be quite shy and reserved. You feel like a lot of times people don't really see the real you. You're afraid that no one will really truly love you, and that you will be alone for the rest of your life. On the inside you are great person, so just remember that and don't let your shy nature get the best of you! If you don't want to be a lone then you need to make an effort to be with someone. Show the people that you care about that you really love them, and chances are someone will always be there, even if you think they won't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Losing Someone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 74%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Disappointment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 67%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Looked down on&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 65%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Commitment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 40%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Where Your life is Going&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 19%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Death&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 3%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_is_your_true_fear"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my fren's blog had this quiz, so i decided to take it as well, ok la quite true for me however im not always shy? am i? ppl read and tell me on msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_is_your_true_fear  &lt; QUIZ LINK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-7803454857514892753?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/7803454857514892753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=7803454857514892753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/7803454857514892753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/7803454857514892753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-is-your-true-fear-your-result.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-6000274234007227195</id><published>2009-05-04T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T08:37:51.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nikita's 11th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf8KLLWpIAI/AAAAAAAAAcg/9IKJg4Um1wo/s1600-h/P040509_21.12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf8KLLWpIAI/AAAAAAAAAcg/9IKJg4Um1wo/s320/P040509_21.12.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331991670972555266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i got home late from work, managed to go to Secret Receipe to buy cake for my sis. The moment i think of sis's face, i straight away buy cake take out all money from my wallet and just buy. I'll do anything for my sis, i love her more then any other gal out there. If i could buy her the world to see i would!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday sis, hope that unlikely surprise got ur attention LOL!! haha. YOU'VE BEEN PUNK'D!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf8JEvTziaI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Yj4UIC57McU/s1600-h/P040509_21.13%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf8JEvTziaI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Yj4UIC57McU/s200/P040509_21.13%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331990460853619106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly this was a very simple bday compared to what we have, but it's exams period zzz wth la, me and sis always suay kena on exams, mine summore on chinese O-levels =_="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf8JXZxYosI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/sarwYKz4uBI/s1600-h/P040509_21.01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf8JXZxYosI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/sarwYKz4uBI/s200/P040509_21.01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331990781489619650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf8J7FOjJhI/AAAAAAAAAcY/YOD-p-IbSHs/s1600-h/P040509_21.08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf8J7FOjJhI/AAAAAAAAAcY/YOD-p-IbSHs/s200/P040509_21.08.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331991394450089490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; SO ex la, but see lil sis's face, was worth it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tomorrow after work gonna meet up with my frens, have a nice meal and chit chat till late! it's gonna be a blast. I love my frens! nothin else can beat the feeling of being somewhere ur meant to be with, especially with the ppl u love. okok enough sentimental rubbish, im off to jog, carry weights everyday is put on weight, now need tone it zzz. Peace all &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-6000274234007227195?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/6000274234007227195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=6000274234007227195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6000274234007227195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6000274234007227195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/nikitas-11th-birthday.html' title='Nikita&apos;s 11th Birthday'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf8KLLWpIAI/AAAAAAAAAcg/9IKJg4Um1wo/s72-c/P040509_21.12.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-4681813850448926504</id><published>2009-05-03T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:19:55.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah damn it i today no face, my asshole fren got embarass himself using my name. WTF! wah my face damn hot lor, now workign summore even more hot hot. oh well, this week is gonna be fun, chalet, party, outing, dinner, wah best la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok back to work, post sometin more interesting later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later ppl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-4681813850448926504?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/4681813850448926504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=4681813850448926504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/4681813850448926504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/4681813850448926504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/wah-damn-it-i-today-no-face-my-asshole.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-5692300924819573184</id><published>2009-05-03T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T14:07:39.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I read a friends blog not long ago, of how much she misses her ex. I just realised till now i havent forgotten my ex either nor how much i love her. It's like i can still believe that one day we will be back together again. Gosh im so nieve. This few months i had a few friends who broke up with their partner too. I guess sometimes finding the right one isn't as simple as just a relationship lasting such a long period, such as mine. I really wonder if my heart is really open or is it now just looking for someone to fill up that hole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the case, i really wanna have a new start at love, and not just anyone but someone special. I've dated a few times over the last few months, and i just don't feel anything. Hopefully that snow white/cinderella will come, as long as the glass slipper fits. i've fallen for someone recently, and i dunno how or why, but i dun understand the signals she's sending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time will tell.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5am liao. need wake up at 7 zzz, nitex&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-5692300924819573184?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/5692300924819573184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=5692300924819573184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5692300924819573184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5692300924819573184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-read-friends-blog-not-long-ago-of-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-6068128031474895375</id><published>2009-05-03T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T09:57:18.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf3MfNUUSKI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Q43pIkWBD-U/s1600-h/P030509_15.18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf3MfNUUSKI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Q43pIkWBD-U/s200/P030509_15.18.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331642370399422626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend has really been all about family, today was really a nice day. Set off early with mum and sis to the family house. Helped some of my relatives who were already there to do the cooking. 50 eggs, 3 honey dews, 30 onions, and $90 worth of drinks later i was done. Everyone who had contributed to the cooking was finally at eaze. Aunt Ivonne's bday was today, so since she came down from England, ever1 turned up, there was like 50 of us. Just family, it's been so long since i saw everyone, since all of us are either at opposite ends of singapre or most likely opposite ends of the world. Dinner was great, and as usual so much wastages, but nvm, as long as we're all together. Adam and Reihana showed up today, which was cool. Been so long guys. Hopefully you guys can join us for the next outing, and guess what? IT"S My TURN TO PLAN!!! ZZZ thanks cousin!&lt;br /&gt;             Here are some pics of todays, dont have a lot but will get the nice so called " High-Definition" ones from uncle danny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and congrats to Auntie Margie and everyone else who won the aware campagin, once again you are always in the news papers and tv, hope one day i can do something as important too &lt;3. GOOD JOB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf3JSPzaFWI/AAAAAAAAAa4/jHPYgfDTYV0/s1600-h/P030509_20.25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf3JSPzaFWI/AAAAAAAAAa4/jHPYgfDTYV0/s200/P030509_20.25.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331638849193514338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; This is some of today's dinner menu, the rest of the food are on the courtyard tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf3JizhkHYI/AAAAAAAAAbA/R4j6SSQ50wk/s1600-h/P030509_21.14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf3JizhkHYI/AAAAAAAAAbA/R4j6SSQ50wk/s200/P030509_21.14.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331639133660257666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; the family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf3KCmbYBqI/AAAAAAAAAbI/F_5dHZZATAg/s1600-h/P030509_21.16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf3KCmbYBqI/AAAAAAAAAbI/F_5dHZZATAg/s200/P030509_21.16.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331639679900452514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &gt;&gt; aunt ivonne's bday =) too many ppl, so we take in groups =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf3KrIwN5JI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Id2fgGMxNys/s1600-h/P030509_21.18%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf3KrIwN5JI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Id2fgGMxNys/s200/P030509_21.18%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331640376309441682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf3LGdjKzZI/AAAAAAAAAbo/EjYRRKnzfjg/s1600-h/P030509_21.30%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf3LGdjKzZI/AAAAAAAAAbo/EjYRRKnzfjg/s200/P030509_21.30%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331640845748325778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &gt;&gt;&gt; mummy and her sisters &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf3LgdnckfI/AAAAAAAAAbw/nPI5VPGtcpY/s1600-h/P030509_21.37.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf3LgdnckfI/AAAAAAAAAbw/nPI5VPGtcpY/s200/P030509_21.37.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331641292442866162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; me and some of my cousins &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf3MObJkgQI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DSv1q07PauA/s1600-h/P030509_22.12%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf3MObJkgQI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DSv1q07PauA/s200/P030509_22.12%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331642082054668546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; omg titus! lesse! don't do that here, everyone's at home! zzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-6068128031474895375?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/6068128031474895375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=6068128031474895375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6068128031474895375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6068128031474895375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/nice-sunday.html' title='Nice Sunday'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf3MfNUUSKI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Q43pIkWBD-U/s72-c/P030509_15.18.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-6517165449192725900</id><published>2009-05-02T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T21:25:44.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Well you can never have too many frens, some are worth keeping and some are worth staying away. Here's a little tribute to friends who have helped me along various stages of my life over the last few years. I do not have all of you in pics cuz i lost 4GB of photos =(. But this is what i have left. If there's one thing i always believe in and especially now, is that a true friend is a person who will never abandon you, who will always love you for who you are and will always understand sometin be4 u even explain. Now these are friends. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0b4mL-TNI/AAAAAAAAAaw/BQG1PLkxnCQ/s1600-h/Image420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0b4mL-TNI/AAAAAAAAAaw/BQG1PLkxnCQ/s200/Image420.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331448193013927122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0bzyd4-NI/AAAAAAAAAao/qxwQbC2Z9xA/s1600-h/Image287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0bzyd4-NI/AAAAAAAAAao/qxwQbC2Z9xA/s200/Image287.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331448110410954962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0bvx7hFMI/AAAAAAAAAag/-lyRfVrVnLA/s1600-h/Image222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0bvx7hFMI/AAAAAAAAAag/-lyRfVrVnLA/s200/Image222.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331448041547306178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0brTz8E4I/AAAAAAAAAaY/W97cx7Vp3uc/s1600-h/Image106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0brTz8E4I/AAAAAAAAAaY/W97cx7Vp3uc/s200/Image106.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331447964742980482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0bnj6AQ_I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/FqcgA5TTg84/s1600-h/Image075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0bnj6AQ_I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/FqcgA5TTg84/s200/Image075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331447900343911410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0bjfm_QKI/AAAAAAAAAaI/2Wy6g9DoqG0/s1600-h/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0bjfm_QKI/AAAAAAAAAaI/2Wy6g9DoqG0/s200/Image043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331447830470934690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0bffDzgqI/AAAAAAAAAaA/SL933NH0GxI/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0bffDzgqI/AAAAAAAAAaA/SL933NH0GxI/s200/Image030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331447761603887778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0bbjo6aKI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/pC2ZF7ajCKE/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0bbjo6aKI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/pC2ZF7ajCKE/s200/Image016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331447694113794210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0bYbnZhNI/AAAAAAAAAZw/fdrbOlviWRc/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0bYbnZhNI/AAAAAAAAAZw/fdrbOlviWRc/s200/Image012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331447640420353234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0bTTZhQqI/AAAAAAAAAZo/9lEJO-sScWQ/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0bTTZhQqI/AAAAAAAAAZo/9lEJO-sScWQ/s200/Image011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331447552315310754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0awRDlgNI/AAAAAAAAAZY/hODd-n6JAQo/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0awRDlgNI/AAAAAAAAAZY/hODd-n6JAQo/s200/Image004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331446950391021778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0ao568tEI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Hsr3YEWf8gs/s1600-h/DSC03468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0aWqN9HxI/AAAAAAAAAY4/wcJK4CyXR0s/s200/02112007303.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331446510468800274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0aSzGGl6I/AAAAAAAAAYw/QYLYL2kz4vA/s1600-h/28-10-07_2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0aSzGGl6I/AAAAAAAAAYw/QYLYL2kz4vA/s200/28-10-07_2011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331446444132308898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0aP1lNfTI/AAAAAAAAAYo/X68xLmiC940/s1600-h/28-06-07_1716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0aP1lNfTI/AAAAAAAAAYo/X68xLmiC940/s200/28-06-07_1716.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331446393260047666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0aL984MHI/AAAAAAAAAYg/gjDV7aQxlBE/s1600-h/21-10-07_2153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0aL984MHI/AAAAAAAAAYg/gjDV7aQxlBE/s200/21-10-07_2153.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331446326787321970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0aFOBxe-I/AAAAAAAAAYY/CR1XP0JdU2A/s1600-h/15-11-07_1357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0aFOBxe-I/AAAAAAAAAYY/CR1XP0JdU2A/s200/15-11-07_1357.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331446210843737058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-6517165449192725900?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/6517165449192725900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=6517165449192725900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6517165449192725900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6517165449192725900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sf0b4mL-TNI/AAAAAAAAAaw/BQG1PLkxnCQ/s72-c/Image420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-2681454642776311212</id><published>2009-05-02T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T06:13:31.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why am i feeling this way?</title><content type='html'>Last few days, i dunno what im feeling or why now. I'm feeling confused, scared, fustrated and annoyed at what's going on inside my mind. Thank the gods i have people and frens consoling me. But it's always never enough, hiaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm just gonna go back to the gym now, thanks everyone......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-2681454642776311212?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/2681454642776311212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=2681454642776311212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2681454642776311212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2681454642776311212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-am-i-feeling-this-way.html' title='Why am i feeling this way?'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-6062670045571727506</id><published>2009-05-02T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T03:42:16.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd May,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first things first woke up had a beautiful family bbq, it was really nice to be among mum, dad, sis and lil tesse(cat), having a bbq INSIDE THE HSE WTF!! so smelly la now, and it's alr been like a few hrs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight after lunch chiong to school, sadly no1 going with me as every1 alr went, thanks guys for calling me on thurs to go, but ps was to accompany a fren go, we catch up soon =)....anyways ended up my fren saw me, well lets say not so close fren, but sum1 a bit bit weird. He talk too religious until too sian too listen, end up nothing to do, from TP we walk to Tamp Int, then from there i go home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home liao, fuad came over for gym, gym gym gym until now 6:35pm, lol shoik my body feel damn hyper now, later at night still meeting wl for gym across the road. Power la, today gym 2 times, like 2 hrs each. Shoik balls! tonight she be doing running, sit ups and cruches since this now alr do the heavy lifting, weeeeeeeeeeeeeee =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, well hope everyone has a nice weekend, even how bad or worse certain issues can get, always try to make the best out of it, especially make the best out of the time left with the people you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a few frens with relatives in hospital this few weeks, really pray that things will be ok. My prayers to you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love &lt;br /&gt;Marky Mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st May,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey it's a public holiday! means i get $14/hour! cool man. but anyways since i was working PM shift, i cud only join my frens for BBall after 9pm. Sadly when i met them at sempang for dinner, only a few ppl were there, some went home after bball or others had other commitments. oh well when i got there it was clearly that not ever1 was familiar with each other, or lets put it, is in talking terms with each other, sometin internal conflict crap. So as usual i try to talk my crap to brighten up the mood. Happens that the waiter screwed up our orders dunno like 4 times?!!??!! So it was like chit chatty all the way! Overall i think we had fun, cuz it was sometin to do other then working together, makes the friendship that much stronger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SfwjDyPvSXI/AAAAAAAAAYI/6fiYYTQjlMQ/s1600-h/P010509_22.29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SfwjDyPvSXI/AAAAAAAAAYI/6fiYYTQjlMQ/s400/P010509_22.29.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331174606834190706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SfwjSCCjryI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/_WY_XHYFjI8/s1600-h/P010509_22.30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SfwjSCCjryI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/_WY_XHYFjI8/s320/P010509_22.30.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331174851592040226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Dude, either your very famous or gay! WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS USING THE PHONE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-6062670045571727506?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/6062670045571727506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=6062670045571727506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6062670045571727506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/6062670045571727506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/05/2nd-may-well-first-things-first-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SfwjDyPvSXI/AAAAAAAAAYI/6fiYYTQjlMQ/s72-c/P010509_22.29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-1451654815559607315</id><published>2009-04-30T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T11:35:37.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day</title><content type='html'>Joseph Conrad (1857-1924)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==Only in men's imagination does every truth find an effective and undeniable existence. Imagination, not invention, is the supreme master of art as of life== &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmms, it gets you thinking doesn't it? What one thinks effects the entire outcome per say an scenario. The idealistic approach, a true rebel against what is known as the common method? I was on the train home, and i realised how much people follow the same routine, day in day out. Like this guy, i've been seeing him on the train everyday at the exact same time, well that's if i catch that exact same train everyday after work. I've come to realise that people take for granted what can be done even with the most little time on their hands. Even the slightest of seconds can make you a a good boyfriend/girlfriend, a loving husband/wife, an understanding and approachable friend and so on. What i'm trying to say is that we should try to keep every possible moment enjoyably and fun especially in the company of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why not just for the day or a week if your up to standard, be super friendly to everyone! Today for example after lunch i was at carrefour, wanted to buy little mini pies for all my colleagues in my department, however realised adeline wasn't here today too, so i'll do it some other time when every'1 here. It's gonna be a super fun weekend, oh well too bad i can't join my frens after work for basketball, need work till 9pm. have fun dudes =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and thanks ppl for askin how i am, shout outs to ryan, samantha, desire, justina. yea yea i'm alive and kicking, money was the medicine =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-1451654815559607315?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/1451654815559607315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=1451654815559607315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1451654815559607315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1451654815559607315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/04/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-5931104340357812801</id><published>2009-04-29T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T16:35:00.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wth i jus really can't slp, keep vomiting, zz and it's 733am and i need get ready for work. pray for me. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-5931104340357812801?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/5931104340357812801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=5931104340357812801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5931104340357812801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5931104340357812801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/04/wth-i-jus-really-cant-slp-keep-vomiting.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-5788880114070293101</id><published>2009-04-29T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T09:14:15.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well work was alright, just very busy, had like a tonne of crap to finish, not to mention they want me work 9-9 tmr. Well when there's bling bling $$$, you can never complain can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL i just realised that me and my group of friends can be called the " crippled gang!" haha since we all were injured, and had bandages/cast/sling around our limbs/feet (me) =__=. Cool, funny how we went to T1 and looked like a bunch of freaks! haha. good thing i dun wear one anymore, im healed baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways there's so much i wanna say, there's so much i wanna express about things, people, person and family. but i think i'll just hold it. Since i started work, i really miss hanging out with all my frens, worse with army like &lt;2 months away, time is really starting to be something i treasure. So the remainder of this week from today will be doing fun things, such as now, it's 12am, and my fren hasn't showed yet, oh yea im not hungry, so i watch u eat supper LOL. This now was playin with my cat and chatting to sis, good to spend time with her, hardly do nowadays. It's all work and MORE play! who says you can't have fun while working! lol, although ppl i work with can say that i do get stressed up, but when im alone at night shift, is when i shift into gears, burn the oil and get the crazy motor running. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           TODAY'S RECEIPE : NORTH-INDIAN CUSINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sfh62o3GXiI/AAAAAAAAAYA/TYmGHYEqk5M/s1600-h/A+lil+north-indian+cusine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sfh62o3GXiI/AAAAAAAAAYA/TYmGHYEqk5M/s400/A+lil+north-indian+cusine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330145238093028898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you all know me, i like to blend things, mix and match, shake and stir, JUST TO SEE what comes out of it. Here i mixed my usual vegetables such as carrots, corriander, onions, peas etc, used a lil curry powder and food colouring for the rice. I instantly made a simple boring dish radiant with bright colours. Presentation is very important at equally the taste, neither one of them in my opinion can be lacking in order to achieve the true ambience of flavour. Added a few fried potatoes for bulk, this should pretty much complete and indian dish. Did not have any paperdums (indian crackers) to complement it however. Anyways again this is another vegetable dish, healthy and forfilling. Will do more meaty ones soon for u meat lovers out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love&lt;br /&gt;NITEX...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-5788880114070293101?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/5788880114070293101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=5788880114070293101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5788880114070293101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/5788880114070293101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-work-was-alright-just-very-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Sfh62o3GXiI/AAAAAAAAAYA/TYmGHYEqk5M/s72-c/A+lil+north-indian+cusine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-1633771130627278686</id><published>2009-04-28T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:28:38.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN</title><content type='html'>OMG really dun feel like working la, zzz, This 2 days it's like madness, argh! sum1 save me pls! wait a sec, nono dun save me, i dun wanna be saved. Argh wat am i talking. Well im stuck in the office, and i have abt 2 hrs to go, but hey it's cool, hmms, think weekend. REMAIN OPTIMISTIC &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; (thinking abt bed)  &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; GONE CASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, well weekend shd be fun, going back to school, then at night dunno doing wat. sunday is a party! so it's gonna be sick! can't wait to go to gym, it's like damn hard esp working PM shifts. Gosh. Apparently im not supposed to exercise too much till i'm fully recovered, but tempted to go jogging balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! didn't blog yestd, still got ppl ask me to blog zzz. okok i try remember yesterday and type. here goes : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yesterday like any other day so far this week, was work, so anyways going to tamp MRT, saw li ting. Well i think she saw me first then she look away, then i like eh see ur fren nvr say hi meh? lol. She said she can't recognise me! lol wth, i change so much meh zzzz. hopefully more handsome =X LOL! oh well heard genting trip was so so? LOL tell me all abt it i wanna know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea so after pumped into my fren, i pumped into Mark Richmond, he's some local celeb who's now a radio DJ on class 95 i think. Anyways a lot of ppl say we look alike, then i stood next to him didn't really see the resemblance. We were both walking towards this spot, there happened to be this big glass panel, and judging by the reflection i dun really see anything same, except i once had the same hair style as him with a pony tail. LOL, i miss my long hair argh!!! he was walking to his car and me to my train! haahhaha! my transport better! more expensive and can fit more ppl =) eat that Mark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok had a nice 10 min break, now back to work work, get home then see wat other shit i can come up with for today's entry.&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-1633771130627278686?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/1633771130627278686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=1633771130627278686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1633771130627278686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1633771130627278686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/04/siannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.html' title='SIANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-8822110465353032175</id><published>2009-04-26T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T11:18:11.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The day went bad, nothing could be spared.&lt;br /&gt;i sat through the day, with work and dispair.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to do, nor how to cope,&lt;br /&gt;cause tissue wasn't there to help me move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those little message still so good to read, keeps me going with endless speed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick like mad, i need a rest, come home to chat still was the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long time never write poems, hope you like it hee.&lt;br /&gt;As Requested, Today's Receipe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SfSi_kWBueI/AAAAAAAAAX4/v8h4NJjCAlk/s1600-h/My+own+lil+jap-western+design.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SfSi_kWBueI/AAAAAAAAAX4/v8h4NJjCAlk/s400/My+own+lil+jap-western+design.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329063472057661922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well mainly i wanted to try a little fusion. In short it means combine things together. Decided to combine japanese and western roast together. Wanted to try to achieve some creativity yet with the various uses of ingredients, show some cullinary pratices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sticky short grain rice, add jap pinkle on top for colour with bits of seaweed.&lt;br /&gt;2. Chicken Terriyaki Meat Balls, you see this all over singapore, same receipe!&lt;br /&gt;3. Couliflower Mini Pie, inside the vege is meat, made it into a pie and baked it to harden so won't fall apart&lt;br /&gt;4. Roasted Potatoes, mainly half boil potatoes, then light fry to get golden brown colour, sprinkle a little pepper and salt for tasting.&lt;br /&gt;5. Bread, obviously this meal is really heavy on carbo, so it's good if u are having it on a day where u do a lot of sporty activities. Lightly burnt the bread on open fire, to get a char grilled (burnt taste). Eat it with the pie then the taste will change, as the vege is a bit sweet and meat savoury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-8822110465353032175?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/8822110465353032175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=8822110465353032175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/8822110465353032175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/8822110465353032175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-went-bad-nothing-could-be-spared.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SfSi_kWBueI/AAAAAAAAAX4/v8h4NJjCAlk/s72-c/My+own+lil+jap-western+design.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-4050640390406928010</id><published>2009-04-25T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T08:30:59.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So alright, i have news that i start army in a month, i think my fren doesn't give a shit abt me, i have a stupid cut on my leg, so what else can be worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, work tmr, (i.e. bloody sunday) is really gonna suck, add on top im sick like hell, and i can't stop coughing and sneezing. My face looks like a red tomato, and my nose looks like a wat is the word? light bulb? awwwww im so dreading this baby. Please take me outside to be shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well today was a more resting day, self-recovery, pretty much had a chat with frens, played a few games online, and supposedly supposed to go out to bedok reservoir to cheer for a fren's fren's regetta competition. End up some ppl not coming or meeting for lunch/dinner. So ppl came over to my place, played blackjack with edwin, and i lost! argh no mood play la, " hate u dude! win me until jialat! wait i recover show u my winning hand, so called, 'stoke of death' . "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now im coughing like mad, i look and feel like some drunk with now pumped up with drugs. That's what my face look like now, if u think this person looks bad, shd see my face! haha  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SfMqnH6PaxI/AAAAAAAAAXo/WZqZcaI-FoU/s1600-h/druggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SfMqnH6PaxI/AAAAAAAAAXo/WZqZcaI-FoU/s400/druggy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328649635736021778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY"S SPECIALITY&lt;br /&gt;Tempanyaki Style Ala-carte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SfMrpnCywxI/AAAAAAAAAXw/BT6qLdKjWIM/s1600-h/Tempanyaki+Style+Ala+carte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SfMrpnCywxI/AAAAAAAAAXw/BT6qLdKjWIM/s400/Tempanyaki+Style+Ala+carte.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328650777964757778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much a simple dish, bits of chicken, choice of vegetables and choice of oil. Mainly spinkle a bit of garlic at start of cooking to give the chicken some flavour and a pinch of salt to taste. Sizzle here and there and it's pretty much done. Nicely stack it on top of each other like pyramid style (stack's method) for garnish and it's done. Quick and Easy 10 min prep and 2 min cook time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-4050640390406928010?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/4050640390406928010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=4050640390406928010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/4050640390406928010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/4050640390406928010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-alright-i-have-news-that-i-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SfMqnH6PaxI/AAAAAAAAAXo/WZqZcaI-FoU/s72-c/druggy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-8054836712787882149</id><published>2009-04-24T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:46:58.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARMY!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok it's confirmed, a fren checked for me, my army enlistment is on 5th June this year! omg!!! SO fast! i was hoping i could go in on OCt so i can work. Im gonna miss working at starhub, and im gonna miss all my frens from all over, im gonna really be tied down to serving and protecting =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shits &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well im not wasting the 1 month of freedom! 1 month left, im going out right now! &lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-8054836712787882149?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/8054836712787882149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=8054836712787882149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/8054836712787882149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/8054836712787882149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/04/army.html' title='ARMY!!!!'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-3240978990543312550</id><published>2009-04-24T12:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T12:29:17.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BB</title><content type='html'>Played basketball today, got injured, and realised my friend doesn't really talk to me that much. Wait hold on, ppl i just met talk to me much more! WTF is going on? Im sick of greeting good morning and asking stupid questions just to be heard. I'm just gonna do my work, dun bother talking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-3240978990543312550?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/3240978990543312550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=3240978990543312550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3240978990543312550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3240978990543312550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/04/bb.html' title='BB'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-1956424467216315692</id><published>2009-04-23T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T11:06:30.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss my dream!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SfCq1so-c7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/zOpaitcos-4/s1600-h/And+me+eating+it!+now+suffering+with+gym.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SfCq1so-c7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/zOpaitcos-4/s320/And+me+eating+it!+now+suffering+with+gym.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327946198672110514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A LITTLE ROUGH SUMMARY&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well cooking is sometin i always wanted to do since i was barely able to walk. Nowadays frens/family/customers still tell me that i shdn't had done engineering that cooking was my calling. Everyday i still wonder why am i holding a Diploma in Micro-Electronics and not holding a spoon instead. But anyways over the last few months before i started working again, this was what i was up to at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM TODAY ONWARDS EVERY BLOG ENTRY, WELL EVERY MAIN ONE WHERE I PUT IN MORE THEN 10 MINS, WILL HAVE A DISH OF MY CREATION. AT TIMES THERE WILL BE RECEIPES OR JUST PICTURES ON TOP OF BLOG ENTRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1 : "EGGY ON TOASTY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SfCrQb4kY1I/AAAAAAAAAXg/GgCyhmrFsDg/s1600-h/Eggy+on+toasty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SfCrQb4kY1I/AAAAAAAAAXg/GgCyhmrFsDg/s400/Eggy+on+toasty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327946658030576466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  well preety much a simple meal. All u need is a piece of toast and toppings you want on top. The idea was to have a pouched egg sitting on the bread WITHOUT It BREAKING! Came up with a simple thick low fat cheese sauce then covers over the bread and egg to set it. Slight garnish with freshly chopped tomatoes and a splash of chinese parsley and you have yourself a filling breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to many ppl for support and comments on my private msn. Will update more regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Blog Entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today i was 1 min late, i've been taking too long to get dressed. Time to speed up things haha. But anyways was sick today, my throat is so sore, when i cough out sometimes there's blood. Like some kinda dry cough due to the weather. Currently i still have difficulty swollowing so man it's gonna suck at work for next few days. And as usual i do a crappy job at looking after myself, i always need someone to take care of me =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok im off to bed, jus finished gym hrs ago, and i still have work tomorrow followed by basketball in the evening and maybe a gathering with frens at St James Powerhouse, problem is i dun drink. So maybe water will be fine for me =) provided i attend =X&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be fun! I hope you can join us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Joy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-1956424467216315692?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/1956424467216315692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=1956424467216315692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1956424467216315692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/1956424467216315692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-miss-my-dream.html' title='i miss my dream!'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SfCq1so-c7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/zOpaitcos-4/s72-c/And+me+eating+it!+now+suffering+with+gym.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-3064867112298047076</id><published>2009-04-22T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:38:36.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Se9H70tmXfI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ddQbHgQdqCA/s1600-h/bloody-sunday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Se9H70tmXfI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ddQbHgQdqCA/s400/bloody-sunday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327555977290341874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man thanks to every1 reminding me about sunday, i shall name it " Bloody Sunday "&lt;br /&gt;Only the ppl involved will understand the true nature of this joke, so yea, wish my luck cuz i might jus die....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-3064867112298047076?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/3064867112298047076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=3064867112298047076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3064867112298047076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3064867112298047076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/04/bloody-sunday.html' title='Bloody Sunday!'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/Se9H70tmXfI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ddQbHgQdqCA/s72-c/bloody-sunday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-551049758161653771</id><published>2009-04-21T19:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:52:24.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WTH!!!!!</title><content type='html'>This morning was so gay! wtf!!! for some reason the bus delayed until i sian. end up 1 min late for work until kena scold by this malay lady. Asshole! arghhh!! &lt;br /&gt;   To make my beautiful morning any more shitter was the fact that there were some documents sent to me which were not well how shall i put it? fulfilled. Ended up receiving an email to give an explanation. My face was seriously blackened. Hmms oh well problem was eventually resolved, and thankfully the lady who sent me the email was very nice. Once again the day is saved thanks to my wrongdoings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, im stuck in the office now, and the program is down (excess). Now i shall just stone and probablly give facebook a go, since it's so so inviting =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh thanks goodness got gym training tonight, im gonna vent out all my fustration on some poor poor harmless machine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live is swell !&lt;br /&gt;=) =) =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-551049758161653771?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/551049758161653771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=551049758161653771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/551049758161653771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/551049758161653771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/04/wth.html' title='WTH!!!!!'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-3328288945647237441</id><published>2009-04-21T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T06:24:50.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tamp T1</title><content type='html'>Well i left the hse late today, slacked at fren's placed till dunno wat time. Today was an officially a guys days out, we can do what we want and when we want. LOL sounds so bad right? i simply mean that sometimes when our whole group together some things we can't do some things we can, and how we talk is very important cuz got ladies there, gentlemen mah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways we all finally met up at T1, little did i know that all my old frens were there too!!&lt;br /&gt;bumped into so many long lost frens, stupid hp lose all their numbers. Anyways T1 was okok la, not so many things out of the ordinary, my one fren working at that Japanese shop, heng can get some discount from him next time i go =) weeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;Life is good! hahahaha. We all had dinner, heng not soul garden cuz so ex. Eat alr chit chat disturb each other and talk abt old times. Now this is what i like, dun nid spend so much $$$ can jus hang out and talk for hrs. That's what i call a day well spent =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoutouts to old frens today at T1 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridhwan &amp;amp; Hisham : Wah bros it's really been a long ass time! Now got ur number can really go&lt;br /&gt;hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharezan : Bro hopefully we same camp together la haha! nice to see u working and&lt;br /&gt;earning unlike last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kt : Go grad la, can take photo, last time we see each other, which is&lt;br /&gt;good since the last 4 yrs we all the way same school =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aisha's sis : until now i keep forgetting ur name, funny how u read my blog but we both&lt;br /&gt;lost each other's number haha. Anyways good la u still working there, but&lt;br /&gt;must be boring now that most of us gone =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways this is my lil cousin, doing well over there like the rest of the family. Good job bro, dun say i not good, i spam it!&lt;br /&gt;He's the lead rapper. GJ !&lt;br /&gt;" Guangzhou "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HIaSaKiNbVA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HIaSaKiNbVA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-3328288945647237441?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/3328288945647237441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=3328288945647237441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3328288945647237441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/3328288945647237441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/04/tamp-t1.html' title='Tamp T1'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576681725060287601.post-2947075621144558699</id><published>2009-04-20T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:25:52.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day off</title><content type='html'>Aww it's my day off and yet it's alr going at a bad start. Last night (monday), after work it was gym. Went down with frens to bedok gym. All i can say that it was crap! i could only do 50% of my routines and at 60% power. Next time dudes lets just gym at my place, we get the entire gym to ourselves =)......Anyways headed home, met up with a fren, had a quick chat and im home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiring day, so didn't go night jogging, ended up chatting with frens online and surfing the net for some new cooking receipes. It's been some time since i used the oven my relatives gave me, so will be baking some time this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's my day off and wats the bad start? my air con was drippin some water last night, little did i know that i was abt to walk into a puddle.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;                                                         *Slips*  +   *kiak*  +   *wham*      &lt;br /&gt;                               many tissues and water later i have a cut on my back abt 5 cm long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain aside, im going out with frens today, it's gonna be a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout outs&lt;br /&gt;Cindy : i want my charger back!&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz  : dude where have u dissappeared to?&lt;br /&gt;Jackson : another night and another round yea? soon dude&lt;br /&gt;Frens : Hi&lt;br /&gt;Relatives : Hello&lt;br /&gt;Yuhui : we need to do the swap!&lt;br /&gt;TissueFren : Hope you gave your shifu a nice hug&lt;br /&gt;Weilie : pass me the goods!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is S.A.B. last day at work, hope you all did what you must respectively.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576681725060287601-2947075621144558699?l=shstang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/feeds/2947075621144558699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576681725060287601&amp;postID=2947075621144558699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2947075621144558699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576681725060287601/posts/default/2947075621144558699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shstang.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-off.html' title='Day off'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11291265034962673809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ekjH4EU5iCs/SQhVZ0zp9MI/AAAAAAAAABw/T9uPJ1kVeJU/S220/Image452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
