<?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-34009790</id><updated>2011-07-30T15:09:07.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GILLIAN(:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RENGIE.NG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SvwgDePSsYI/AAAAAAAABCI/eu9FOlj0djI/S220/Lvezhuai028.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34009790.post-5026678025286569611</id><published>2009-07-19T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T03:29:26.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One day just snapped out of it and realised that I'm at least worth a guy committing to me instead of just playing me around. A man who'd love me and think I'm perfect. Not a man who thinks the next girl might be better or more suitable for him than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck that shit. I fucking had enough of JERKS who think they are all that! I'd rather be single than be treated like a dispensable and slightly used plastic fork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, bitches. I have quitted school. That is totally out of the point when I heard that I have got no choice but to quit school. Fuck you! How can someone like me quit my all-science related courses. My ambition is to become a phycologist. I am still on my way, step by step, bit by bit climbing up. And there goes my efforts put in these few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm being hospitalized. What does it mean? I couldn't come online as and when I want to, anymore. You people do take care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34009790-5026678025286569611?l=r-esemblance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/feeds/5026678025286569611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34009790&amp;postID=5026678025286569611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/5026678025286569611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/5026678025286569611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-day-just-snapped-out-of-it-and.html' title=''/><author><name>RENGIE.NG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SvwgDePSsYI/AAAAAAAABCI/eu9FOlj0djI/S220/Lvezhuai028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34009790.post-257484319735345668</id><published>2009-07-05T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:14:54.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a saved draft. Am not talking to my sister these days.&lt;br /&gt;The problem lies on me, but not her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY SISTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think that my sister's kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once, this guy who liked her said to her after a quarrel: "Dont talk to me. " I thought my sister would react like me (cry and give in). But no, you know what my sister replied to him? "Fine, Bye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool sia. And she really didn't message him for afew days until that guy gave in and msged her lo. Im so proud of my sister now. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then two days back that guy lectured her about some rubbish saying her character change all that. My sister copy pasted the whole convo for me and i told her to say "Listen to this. I. Dont. Fucking. Care. " Hate it when guys lecture girls when they are nothing better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i dont know what's going on between him and her, but when i read what he wrote, like things that "i dont care about you" all that kind of shit, i want to interrupt him and say: if you dont care, why bother to send so much rubbish to her when she's not even replying you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that my sister thinks and behave alot mature than her real age. I think it's because i'm always telling her everything when i was younger, thus she gets to know about the "teenage stuffs" earlier than her peeps and so she knows how to handle these stuffs. When i was her age i was so childish and lost lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then sometimes i wish she's a little more stupid,&lt;br /&gt;because nowsadays she seems to win every single argument with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, please keep your promise. Because there are some things which only allows someone who should know to know, and someone who shouldn't know to not know anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34009790-257484319735345668?l=r-esemblance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/feeds/257484319735345668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34009790&amp;postID=257484319735345668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/257484319735345668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/257484319735345668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-saved-draft.html' title=''/><author><name>RENGIE.NG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SvwgDePSsYI/AAAAAAAABCI/eu9FOlj0djI/S220/Lvezhuai028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34009790.post-4068482800201315584</id><published>2009-06-30T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T04:31:25.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tiff, i chanced upon your facebook(:&lt;br /&gt;You guys are sweet. To the max. Please, save this r/s.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps he might be the best you've ever met in your life.&lt;br /&gt;So what if you could still be engaged into a new r/s anytime.&lt;br /&gt;Your heart always stays with the one you loves most. Get it?&lt;br /&gt;This is not fair for both parties, you and Wee.(:&lt;br /&gt;4months, i know. It is not easy. At the 4th month, it is still considered as a honeymoon period.&lt;br /&gt;Please, you wouldn't want to know what will happen aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;The later part are always the unbearable part for some couples.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, their r/s ended.&lt;br /&gt;You trust my conclusion do you?(:&lt;br /&gt;I am a M&amp;amp;I Science student. Believe it or not, i am still going to let you know.&lt;br /&gt;Couples that are in long-lasting love, involves good communications, good interactions, and good understanding.&lt;br /&gt;What that is not seen in both you and Wee, is good understanding. Abit of good communications, and interactions.&lt;br /&gt;Reflect. I am not saying that what has happen, is totally your fault.&lt;br /&gt;Do something about it to save the r/s.&lt;br /&gt;I believe you guys will be able to make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, i realised something. You are nolonger entertaining me when i nag at you.&lt;br /&gt;You did something else instead. Please, i am able to see what you are doing behind the screen.&lt;br /&gt;I am nolonger looking at your MSN chat windows. I was just wondering why is such a young boy out there so busy. I wanted to know what you are doing. I saw you playing games behind the screen when i am there, trying to make you understand some things! I know, i may be just a friend to you or maybe a cyber pal since we haven't met. But, do please think about how the other party is feeling. I know, i know you wouldn't give it a damn if someone choosed not to reply to your smses, msn IMs. Well, forget it. I shall stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sissy, sometimes mummy might be a little too picking towards you. I know.(:&lt;br /&gt;But she have seen your improvement in your attitude, behaviour and changed mindset.&lt;br /&gt;Getting used to what mummy says to you, is both a good thing, and a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;Why good? Atleast you get to improve yourself. Towards the kind of girl mummy wants and always getting better and better. I am glad that you didn't get yourself feel rather hurt by them, anymore. Why bad? One day, you might get tired. Tired of all those stress being placed on you, tired of all the expectations being set on you. You yourself know what will happen. I hope you remember that particular day. You are no longer detesting books, you are no longer detesting maths. You are no longer praying hard that you will get good results by luck, when you didn't even put in 1% of effort to it. Did you realise that?(: You are no longer shouting at mummy like what you use to do when you are in Primary school(: You are no longer saying that mummy didn't understand you, or accept you at all. I know, you feel empty inside during that period of growing up. As all mummy did was to call you an useless chap who couldn't make it for school works. You are no longer believing in 'happy-go-lucky' your PSLE results showed that you can! Though you did not even study a little for it, you could get a freaking 187. You yourself got shocked! I am really elated to see you taking it as a punishment for the whole 6year life spent in Primary school. What about now?(: Now, you are someone who treats your textbook like your storybooks.(: Though you are feeling lazy, feeling boring, feeling sleepy, i clearly know that once you pick out your textbook and start flipping through them, you woudn't stop(: No one can stop you till you finally stops. I thought that it was a bad idea but first, forgetting that everyone has different way of learning.(: You are taking in what mummy says and is improving yourself all the time to get a sentence of phraise from mum. That day will definitely come. You might not know about this. But mummy did actually asked around for your results. She smiled, she said that you are great and she cried(: Did you see those changes in you?(: I don't think so ya? You must be asking yourself "Did i? I do?" Yes, you did, and you do!(: You are a totally transformed person now, sissy. I am really proud to have a sister like you!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wensheng, do study hard for your Olvls. After your Olvls, where do you want to do, you can decide slowly. Be it serving SG as a NS men, a stupdent of XXX polytechnic or what, it is all up to you. Having good Olvl results also mean that you have a choice to make. You can choose where to you want to go. Having bad Olvl results will lead you to somewhere you wouldn't like. I should say, you shouldn't be there in the first place. I can be here for you to help you with your school work and better still, i can teach you things you couldn't understand in school. Since sissy said that forcing someone to do what he/she do not like doesn't seems to be approprate, i will not force you to do whatever shits. It all depends on you. Ask yourself, what do you want? Approach me when you think that you need my help. I will definitely not turn you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, thanks for willingly be with sissy and taking care of her. My sister have got alot of hidden secrets. Bad habbits and all. Sorry for all the troubles. You are a nice guy(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34009790-4068482800201315584?l=r-esemblance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/feeds/4068482800201315584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34009790&amp;postID=4068482800201315584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/4068482800201315584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/4068482800201315584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/2009/06/tiff-i-chanced-upon-your-facebook-you.html' title=''/><author><name>RENGIE.NG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SvwgDePSsYI/AAAAAAAABCI/eu9FOlj0djI/S220/Lvezhuai028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34009790.post-3174461348058624949</id><published>2009-06-22T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T08:11:35.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sick and tired of hanging on like this.I used to have the best of both worlds,never thought i came so far without all thatI'm supposed not to live without, guess it beenquite a while and I really need a break now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyboy, am sorry for not replying to your text.&lt;br /&gt;Now here it is(:&lt;br /&gt;I went to Justin's house to collect all my belongings.&lt;br /&gt;Sissy wasn't back yet due to late dismissal, i think?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i have never seen such lovely pair of couple in my entire 16years of life(:&lt;br /&gt;And iw as right, you guys will become the centre of enviousness(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the wordful of paragraph which i used as a start of this entry, is partially why i chosoed to stay in aus instead.(: Don't worry, nobody is at fault, ok. I will be doing good, doing fine and well. So you guys do not have to worry for me, much(: I will still return back to home occasionally for some gatherings and all(: Do some catch ups ya, buddies?(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34009790-3174461348058624949?l=r-esemblance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/feeds/3174461348058624949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34009790&amp;postID=3174461348058624949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/3174461348058624949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/3174461348058624949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-sick-and-tired-of-hanging-on-like.html' title=''/><author><name>RENGIE.NG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SvwgDePSsYI/AAAAAAAABCI/eu9FOlj0djI/S220/Lvezhuai028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34009790.post-2454495996616062852</id><published>2009-05-18T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T08:26:19.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Sissy, take this as the most important lesson learned in your life. You have just learned something that not any other people have learnt. People do make mistakes. It all only depends on how the person sees &lt;i&gt;it&lt;/i&gt; as. The next one will be better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can you believe that my little sissy has grown up? That's what she said to me, in short. Had a heart to heart talk with Sissy over the phone. I called back to SG.(: So yesterday marks the end of the relationship and i guess it is just like what sissy said. The next one will be better. Since both of us couldn't even any hope and faith in this relationship anymore, we might as well jsut seperate and each of us goes our own ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, J and I tried. But &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;, not yet. So give it a try and never say that you want to give up unless you really want to. I can't help but from the theories i've learnt over the years, some couples which broke up do make up a good + and - combination. I see that in you. I will not give up on my happiness, i will fight for it. Sissy you too, &lt;b&gt;RENGIE NEVER SAYS DIE. Remeber?&lt;/b&gt;(: Give it your best shot and make it a good one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34009790-2454495996616062852?l=r-esemblance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/feeds/2454495996616062852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34009790&amp;postID=2454495996616062852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/2454495996616062852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/2454495996616062852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/2009/05/sissy-take-this-as-most-important.html' title=''/><author><name>RENGIE.NG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SvwgDePSsYI/AAAAAAAABCI/eu9FOlj0djI/S220/Lvezhuai028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34009790.post-795747300573245128</id><published>2009-05-10T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T01:41:32.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sissy, i was glad that you're telling yourself that you will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;You learnt that from me, and now i've caught you using it! laughs(:&lt;br /&gt;I am not worried for you, anymore. Cause i know that Rengie is not a 101% dependant person.&lt;br /&gt;She is someone who is able to independant. She adds colour into everything she sees and do not bother about the colourless side. Am i right?(: Hang in there, i am doing fine. Call me tonight(:&lt;br /&gt;I think daddy would be over the moon for recieving the bill end of this month! Lets burn his pocket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been spending money drastically over the month and poof, my allowance came again. Not by my parents but the... yeah. So i was glad to have pocket money coming in every now and then. The feeling of being loaded with money was great. The bunkers cafe, the night clubbing... Oh my, they are just so wonderful and great for teens like us to go! But the insects here are dangerous. Even a tiny little spider can kill. WATCH OUT! Laughs(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently on a chat with J. He is doing fine with her and all. So, there is nothing much to worry about your well beings. But, i went into her blog. I realised that J catches her when he falls, he motivates her, he make her happy with his words. The unbearable one was he actually managed to make her promise him to really do well for her exams and tests, the rest of the year. Yes, they are classmates. They are seeing each other every single day. WTH?! So is she trying to hint me that J is standing a bigger space in her heart, as the days goes by? J, are you trying to tell me that without me, but with her presence, you are doing very well? Contradicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whaever it is, i've said that i have got no faith in you. So, i guess i don't wna care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy mothers day to all mothers. The son/daughters of the mothers here booked many rstaurants for their mummy and you can see all the mums here with fresh flowers necked around. Their culture.. How interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likewise to you, boyboy. Study hard, all the best for the up coming papers(:&lt;br /&gt;Health matters, do not tire yourself! You sounded rather low on the chat now.. are you ok?&lt;br /&gt;Update a little paragraph to reply on this, can you? I do not know why the tagboards are unseen here. So.. hope to hear from you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34009790-795747300573245128?l=r-esemblance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/feeds/795747300573245128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34009790&amp;postID=795747300573245128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/795747300573245128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/795747300573245128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/2009/05/sissy-i-was-glad-that-youre-telling.html' title=''/><author><name>RENGIE.NG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SvwgDePSsYI/AAAAAAAABCI/eu9FOlj0djI/S220/Lvezhuai028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34009790.post-7598175697721279776</id><published>2009-05-05T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T03:59:15.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I came online early in the morning which is nearly midnight in SG, i think?&lt;br /&gt;Laughs. Things are good here and i have yet to see my mates here.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that they will be nice. I went to hop around google for some info about the earth and i chanced upon this particular website which talks about the doomsday. Google about it if you are curious and it somehow might be the end of our lives on the 21st december 2012. To believe or not, it is up to you. Sometimes things might be true and eventually happens but sometimes not. You see? So, it is left for you to decide. I find it so interesting that i actually went to look at the theory and all. As a science and geogaphy student, i should be curious and finding more myself rather than depending on those scientist. Some scientist are really useless and they call themself scientist just for being a white mouse/rat for famous scientists and i do not know why. I hope that those scientist working on this doomsday will not use the phrase "IT WILL HAPPEN" when they themselves is unsure about the theory and wasn't really sure about it. There were a group of scientist saying that IT WILL HAPPEN on the year 2006 or 2007. When the year 2006 is over, many were panicking over year 2007. Guess what? Nothing happened. RETARDS. Why so such people call themselves a PROFESSIONAL SCIENTIST? Whatever like i care. If i am the head of those scientist, i would really really remind them NOT TO MAKE ASSUMPTION! Because people all over the world may really be panicking and all. You, scientist, wouldn't know how many civillians are pointing fingers at your pictures of badmouthing you at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J, Girlgirl, Boyboy, are you guys doing fine?&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated birthday to you, boyboy!&lt;br /&gt;Happy sweet sixteen!(:&lt;br /&gt;Are you and girlgirl doing fine?&lt;br /&gt;Get back together soon!(:&lt;br /&gt;Girlgirl, all i can say, is it i really miss your sexy legs.&lt;br /&gt;laughs(:&lt;br /&gt;J, don't get jealous too soon. Becaue i missed you the most.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, 11.34am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34009790-7598175697721279776?l=r-esemblance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/feeds/7598175697721279776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34009790&amp;postID=7598175697721279776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/7598175697721279776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/7598175697721279776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-came-online-early-in-morning-which-is.html' title=''/><author><name>RENGIE.NG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SvwgDePSsYI/AAAAAAAABCI/eu9FOlj0djI/S220/Lvezhuai028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34009790.post-8011997455943362538</id><published>2009-04-22T04:49:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T05:27:47.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boyboy, do not get too excited looking at boobies. You might be involved in an accident.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For the first time in my life, i failed to do accomplish something by being a role model. Well, i guess it is somehow ok. Nothing and nobody is going to be affected by this. Girlgirl and boyboy, i believe that someday, somehow, you guys will get back together and sometimes i may get disappointed by... i still believe that that day will come. Nobody elses other then boyboy and sissy should address me as sissy. No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let this be the last entry before i leave SG for AUS. Mid year for the two of you is coming. Study hard and chat hard. Laughs. Supporting you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;J, be it yesterday, today, tomorrow or the future, I have got faith in you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please, do not disappoint me like what you did the last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will be back for you(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love'ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boyboy, speak up if you do have got any questions whenever i am online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I bet you will not wish to retain for another year, am i right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do not keep questions unsolved. That will not help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take good care of yourself and be who you really are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You will have a bright future ahead. I can see.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you were to met up with problems a day, solve them step by step. No rush, no hurry. Share your problems with someone you could trust, like sissy(: Bet she is going to hammer me or hang me upside down when she sees this. Because, you matter quite alot to her.(: Many things that happens in life may have made you feel upset right? Let yourself to be in your comfort zone at all times and that shoudn't happen. National service will be knocking on your door in afew years time. By the time i come back, i will be able to see a fit boyboy who just cleared his NS journey, huh? Please, do not follow what J &amp;amp; I did. Control, control(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gill enjoys talking to you and gill will be able to see you one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Are you going to forget about me? No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sissy, as known as girlgirl(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;During the hard times in life, at first i saw you giving up on almost everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As your sister, i felt worried. Worried that something might happen to you one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your school work have been deterioting. You know it yourself.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But i was glad. Very glad. After spending a day thinking and reflecting what happened, you finally picked yourself up and got up. At that point of time, i saw my true sissy's self. You may have felt left out in this family. I am sorry. I cannot do anything about it. But i am willing to lend you my ears and share some words of advice. During the hard times, it was heartaching to see that you are keeping everything to yourself and not wanting to say them out. All you do, is to cry to bed every night. Phew, now that your grades are improving and i feel so much better upon the days of me leaving is coming closer, nearer. Share your problems with boyboy(: He will definitely lend you his ears like what i did, right, boyboy? Sometimes people's words are harsh and nasty. But you have to believe in yourself. I know that you will be able to meet your goals.(: You are the best sister i have in this life! I will miss your kicks, your teases, your jokes, your laughter, your silly actions, your teddy bear who slept with me and your smiles(: Be at your best in all times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lastly, Gillian loves the J,R,W(: You guys must be loving me too! Gillian loves daddy, mummy, brother and each and everyone of her family members! Visit me in AUS if you have got the chance to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You loves her(: &amp;amp; She loves you(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What a silly family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With a great big hug and a kiss from me to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Won't you say you love each other too(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34009790-8011997455943362538?l=r-esemblance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/feeds/8011997455943362538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34009790&amp;postID=8011997455943362538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/8011997455943362538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/8011997455943362538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/2009/04/boyboy-do-not-get-too-excited-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>RENGIE.NG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SvwgDePSsYI/AAAAAAAABCI/eu9FOlj0djI/S220/Lvezhuai028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34009790.post-2709231355787916644</id><published>2009-04-18T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:15:46.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Checked into boarding school after ‘rites of election’. Rites of election was kindaf boring, saw Philip (ex classmate) he looked damn sian, as sian as ever. Anyway went home to shower then packed my stuffs. I’m sick, got flu + block nose + sneezing (its rare for me to sneeze thus I consider it a sickness) + sore throat. Bloody hell la. But I’ve like dance everyday so I don’t really spend a lot of time in the boarding school(school hostel). Had dance and 2.4 run on Monday and mummy visited me, had dinner in the car then went back to the hostel. Tuesday was my birthday, dear me…. Birthday dinner in the boarding school, Maggie + water. Best birthday ever. Girlmates + seniors planned a surprise thingy, but I kindaf spoil it unintentionally haha! Then we surprised Kevin (his birthday too). Wednesday had stomach ache from the breakfast that I ate. I was suppose to have lumos practice but I had compulsory SPARKS (some inter college science competition). Played my iphone game ‘CatchaMouse’ and complete the game like twice or smt haha. But SPARKS was quite fun, got free food (refreshments) to kope from ;D Thurs was half day but we had dance general meeting at like 10. I totally forgot about it, luckily Nadine woke me up. I thus had no time to shower :( After school went for lumos pract, after pract, daddy mummy and sises came to visit. Nadine and Jeremy joined us and we had pizza for dinner. Friday which is today, was kindaf boring… by today I got back all my results. Anyway everybody went home from my class except Jeremy and I. So Jeremy is playing with me DS and complaining how boring my games are right now -.- stupid shit.. Now he’s gone upstairs. Anyway here are my results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Calculus (math): A for paper ;D but careless still :(&lt;br /&gt;-Trigo (math): B+ :( (careless!!!!!!!!!) for paper&lt;br /&gt;-Chem: Failed paper LOL but D overall&lt;br /&gt;-Physics: A&lt;br /&gt;-Chinese: C for paper rofl freaking don’t care&lt;br /&gt;-Human geog: Failed probably? I put like capital of iran as osama -.-&lt;br /&gt;-Language art (English): B+ overall ;D heng&lt;br /&gt;-Man and Ideas (philosophy of science): B overall still ok la haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i posted this post a bit late, was suppose to post on fri but like internet in the school hostel was down :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so glad that their relationshp improved. So sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending off, i must have been in love with you, J (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34009790-2709231355787916644?l=r-esemblance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/feeds/2709231355787916644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34009790&amp;postID=2709231355787916644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/2709231355787916644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/2709231355787916644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/2009/04/checked-into-boarding-school-after.html' title=''/><author><name>RENGIE.NG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SvwgDePSsYI/AAAAAAAABCI/eu9FOlj0djI/S220/Lvezhuai028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34009790.post-2392761468624552569</id><published>2009-02-01T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T05:42:13.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sissy, never ever give up on yourself.&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/34009790-2392761468624552569?l=r-esemblance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/feeds/2392761468624552569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34009790&amp;postID=2392761468624552569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/2392761468624552569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/2392761468624552569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/2009/02/sissy-never-ever-give-up-on-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>RENGIE.NG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SvwgDePSsYI/AAAAAAAABCI/eu9FOlj0djI/S220/Lvezhuai028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34009790.post-6537650975660909731</id><published>2009-01-16T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T23:43:29.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sissy, he doesn't even care.. Crying after what had happened, aint worth it. I know, it seems that you really love him alot.. But he didnt returned as much as and/or even more then what you've given in. Cheer up. Things will get better. Don't be afraid to see him in school. Trust me, stop crying. He don't worth your tears. If he really wants you back to his life.. Which i'm not so sure if he would, if you want, by all means. I won't stop you for doing/getting what you want. It isn't easy to forget someone whom you love deeply.. I can understand. Now that he is your friend, i think you guys can be super goodfriends since you guys know each other so well. Why not? Don't be scared to talk to him. 2days already sissy, i'm serious, it's time for you to stop crying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34009790-6537650975660909731?l=r-esemblance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/feeds/6537650975660909731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34009790&amp;postID=6537650975660909731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/6537650975660909731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/6537650975660909731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/2009/01/sissy-he-doesnt-even-care.html' title=''/><author><name>RENGIE.NG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SvwgDePSsYI/AAAAAAAABCI/eu9FOlj0djI/S220/Lvezhuai028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34009790.post-7950673069279106056</id><published>2009-01-09T04:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T04:33:40.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;K.wensheng, you sucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34009790-7950673069279106056?l=r-esemblance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/feeds/7950673069279106056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34009790&amp;postID=7950673069279106056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/7950673069279106056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/7950673069279106056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/2009/01/k.html' title=''/><author><name>RENGIE.NG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SvwgDePSsYI/AAAAAAAABCI/eu9FOlj0djI/S220/Lvezhuai028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34009790.post-3287551601541782342</id><published>2008-10-10T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T05:10:46.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Camp Endau Rompin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It was fun and enjoyable! But, i will choose not to go there again..&lt;br /&gt;Because of the unbearable insects!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i will start off with some grand-daddy typing followed by pictures(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;about the camp endau rompin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the first day:7.30 fallin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we(eunice,hweeyen) went to HQ by eddy grandpa car,then we were there early so we go the coffe shop and eat then we 7.15 walk all the way in to the HQ.then we go check in and we go to the threta for brifing and explain wad we doing in the camp and brief about the camp then we were given leech socks,and nobody teach us how to wear haha funny then go eat dinner and sleep boys sleep at the threta(got aircon) then girls sleep at the room beside canteen(got aircon want ok vary cold) we sleep at 11 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second day:7.00am wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;there is only 4 girls in the camp hahas,for the girls we wake up at 6 ii think so then we go brush teeth wash face comb hair and go eat then return the blanket bedsheet then we set off for malaysia. a 6 hr long in bus and 4wheel drive hahas interesting the 4 wheel drive , cos it just cannot drive proprely want keep jump jump hahas then reach the endua rompin at 2 pm.. a auntie welcome us..she is the so called creepy lady hahas for us only becos she said do u lik to donate blood to the leeches then noone raise up the hand then she said ii hate you,my FRIEND the leeches hate u we all laugh then we were serparte to our bunk Or CHARLET! OMG then the CHARLET got only elecrticty at night and the rrom insid got frog want omg!then oso not bad got bed haha we also got go for rafting race lata at night we goin for our dinner! OMG we assemble at the dinning area then wwe own time own target go tae food got a lot company with us the insect OMG! they fly here fly there then keep scared me leh.then after eating eunice go return plate then the stupid dragonfly sooo big size go fly the bang eunice right eye hahas! then she say vary pain! at 10 somthing after we eat we go learn how make grasshopper and sword using leafs hahas vary fun 11pm sleep ofcos got bathing lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the third day:7.oo am wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;in the mornig we wash up then fall in go eat breakfast ahhas girls are late again ok lar in the camp everytime everything the girls are late!..then sir tell we all to pack our day pack cos we spending a night at another place i share bag with emo then we wear socks follow by leech socks follow by boots, then wear the track pants then shirt the spray insect repellend alllllll over the body ahhahas ok next is after we pack we do a almost 6 hr trekkin it was soo boring till someone sing NCC song Cheers hahas to the waterfall in the jungle then we go to swimming in the RAIN FOREST and i never swim! wait for them 1hr next after the 6hr terkking fnally bak to the campsite without leeches bite we go to the charlet and bath thenwhen ii bathing tat time ii tae everything inside then forget tae shampoo hahahs funny hor then ii shout nobody care me hahas then lucky inside got giv want the lik hotel lik tat got spare de ii use haha!then after bathing we tae our clothes hang outsid then after that we go eating !nice food then at night we were call to assemble at the HALL so mini size hall then we were tot the games the orangasli ppl cre8 then some ppl who want go cook then they cook after that sir gather us tell us u all want sleep oso can don want sleep oso can cos today last day!then we 4 girls sleep in 1 room but actully we serprate room want then play play play till sleep le hahas! tmr morning 7.50am report Yar hor! forget tell u all...all the charlet there only at night then got elecricity the boys bunk even worse!no electrcity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;actully must report at 7.50 we wake up at 8 actually last day nth much lar we go eat le then 9 oclock set of trekking bak to main camp for 10 mins we sit the boat the boat "seng at" to the right side want lucky herman not with us if not sure cap size hahaha jkjkjk herman!then go bak we have lunh and free timewoohoo!then we wait till2pm for the 4 wheel drive to come then we sit keep jump jump jump the car bak to a place and change to bus then we siiiiitttttt alll the way go bak custom change to singapore bus then go to yo chu chang mrt papa bring me home in the bus we CHEERS for herman and tae pic with himhahas!then go home unpack online then lata a while sleep!thx all thats the end of post for the endua rompim trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be wondering why are there so many grammar errors?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Because, i was just typing for the sake of typing(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So basically, an IP student do have to paticipate in this sort of camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am still considered as a sec3 girl depending on different school activities!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Does it mean that i am young too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Not too bad, i love the air con! I want it home with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oh, so people, now you guys know that i am not someone who always speaks PERFECT ENGLISH or USING GOOD ENGLISH sort of person(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i am just like everyone of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sorry, i am waiting for some Bartly sec CAMPMATES to send me more picrures(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255495167811914482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SO9FAqQ2CvI/AAAAAAAAAdk/8fx_DAUbC70/s320/WATERFALL1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PICTURE 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255495168378490402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SO9FAsX7TiI/AAAAAAAAAds/niAkuBSE5iU/s320/WATERFALL3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PICTURE 2&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255495172600282386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SO9FA8GevRI/AAAAAAAAAd0/d1v-Xqr5sTc/s320/DSC00070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;End of camp! Cert cert(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34009790-3287551601541782342?l=r-esemblance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/feeds/3287551601541782342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34009790&amp;postID=3287551601541782342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/3287551601541782342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/3287551601541782342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/2008/10/camp-endau-rompin-it-was-fun-and.html' title=''/><author><name>RENGIE.NG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SvwgDePSsYI/AAAAAAAABCI/eu9FOlj0djI/S220/Lvezhuai028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SO9FAqQ2CvI/AAAAAAAAAdk/8fx_DAUbC70/s72-c/WATERFALL1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34009790.post-4822680988068562729</id><published>2008-07-26T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T05:23:14.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;It has been days since i tell you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;iloveyou. I really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;You missed me, didn't you?&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/34009790-4822680988068562729?l=r-esemblance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/feeds/4822680988068562729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34009790&amp;postID=4822680988068562729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/4822680988068562729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/4822680988068562729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-has-been-days-since-i-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>RENGIE.NG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SvwgDePSsYI/AAAAAAAABCI/eu9FOlj0djI/S220/Lvezhuai028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34009790.post-6728142699042568413</id><published>2008-06-23T07:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T07:14:21.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Like i said, my holidays are way longed over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bad news are up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gna flunk up every single subject, especially chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gna be back to Tampanise soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gna leave everything down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gna have lesser time with him, it's always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gna be stressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Next year will be my last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Enough! So, gna make changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;My holiday moods are killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything seems to be so different now, why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;How would you people know when i don't even have an asnwer, MYSELF ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh please, i'm like crapping throughout this entire entry, appologies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;P/S Recently taken a picture with SISTER. Very nice, indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Should i publish it? Gna make up my mind soon, SOON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;P/SS I looked like SISTER more than i look like myself in the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The same way; other round, i find her, in the picture,looking like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, what the earth. Not hell, We're eathings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The last,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;P/SS Bear with my super fab english here, like i said, i'm crapping along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tired of typing using perfect english or whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have to be back to the busy times in school again, bye blog&lt;/span&gt;.&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/34009790-6728142699042568413?l=r-esemblance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/feeds/6728142699042568413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34009790&amp;postID=6728142699042568413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/6728142699042568413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/6728142699042568413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/2008/06/like-i-said-my-holidays-are-way-longed.html' title=''/><author><name>RENGIE.NG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SvwgDePSsYI/AAAAAAAABCI/eu9FOlj0djI/S220/Lvezhuai028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34009790.post-4482979016377111245</id><published>2008-06-14T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T00:03:23.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Goodbye, to my holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, f-ck.&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/34009790-4482979016377111245?l=r-esemblance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/feeds/4482979016377111245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34009790&amp;postID=4482979016377111245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/4482979016377111245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/4482979016377111245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/2008/06/goodbye-to-my-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>RENGIE.NG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SvwgDePSsYI/AAAAAAAABCI/eu9FOlj0djI/S220/Lvezhuai028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34009790.post-4765789405202536693</id><published>2008-06-04T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T19:10:32.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At last, i still decided to remove my tagboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It looks so awful *LAH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh well, may be back with something interesting, promised((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;maybe it's all built not to last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;maybe it's the timing, that's beating our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;maybe we're torn apart, we're empty&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the passion, in a moment so quickmaybe it's my perception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my heart's pumping blood, my passion is lit,you can't do anything to stop it.&lt;/em&gt;&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/34009790-4765789405202536693?l=r-esemblance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/feeds/4765789405202536693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34009790&amp;postID=4765789405202536693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/4765789405202536693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/4765789405202536693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/2008/06/at-last-i-still-decided-to-remove-my.html' title=''/><author><name>RENGIE.NG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SvwgDePSsYI/AAAAAAAABCI/eu9FOlj0djI/S220/Lvezhuai028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34009790.post-8859559174952424188</id><published>2008-06-04T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T06:45:35.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First of all, i did pretty lots of changes to my current blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Added tagboard. Deleted all my previous post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Please dont ask me to put up my archieves. It is more than enough for you people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to just read up my upcomings than rewining to my past sotries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Make sence right? &lt;em&gt;laughs&lt;/em&gt; alright people, continue reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Accompanied my sisrer, RENGIE, to KK hospital yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We dont know the reason of them wanting her back, they didnt tell us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess it's because if they tell my sister the reason of them wanting her back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she might not go back. That's RENGIE's pattern &lt;em&gt;laughs&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Asusual, they measured her blood pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All i can say was that, i'm really shocked. Her blood pressure is always low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May be the cause of her being weak, i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They re-hydrated her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;RENGIE, let me tell you, this is the first time for me not seeing you cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for the whole duration of the re-dyrating session!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CONGRAGULATIONS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Almost get what i meant right? She cry every single time for the re-hydration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can feel the pain too. I was like her when i was young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SISTERS *MARH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Out to town with Sherilyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And of course, we shopped and bought *CHIO items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bought somethings for RENGIE too, dont say that i'm a bad sister alright!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love the weather now, cool .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And i'm praying hard for RENGIE, not to turn on the air conditioner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm some how shivering already *LEH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guess what, this is where we're both different. She enjoys air conditioned nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dont ask me why, she just cant sleep without air conditioner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Get her an air conditioner as her husband and she'll love it. &lt;em&gt;laughs&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hopefully, she's free to have a chat with me((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I enjoy chatting with her alot, really alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was also like finally, i know how to cherish my sister, having a sister about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the same age as you isnt bad, but cool, for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RENGIE&lt;/b&gt;, im glad o have you as my sister, POM LAK TER ((:&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/34009790-8859559174952424188?l=r-esemblance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/feeds/8859559174952424188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34009790&amp;postID=8859559174952424188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/8859559174952424188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34009790/posts/default/8859559174952424188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://r-esemblance.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-of-all-i-did-pretty-lots-of.html' title=''/><author><name>RENGIE.NG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6nrLiwo2x_g/SvwgDePSsYI/AAAAAAAABCI/eu9FOlj0djI/S220/Lvezhuai028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
