<?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-26633920</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:49:39.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You and me.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-4084391806180306747</id><published>2007-01-31T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T17:00:41.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>310107 - Feelings...</title><content type='html'>In the office now. I am feeling very uneasy right now or should I say since this moring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-4084391806180306747?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4084391806180306747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=4084391806180306747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/4084391806180306747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/4084391806180306747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/310107-feelings.html' title='310107 - Feelings...'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-9183951446093701831</id><published>2007-01-29T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T15:24:17.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time goes by...</title><content type='html'>I am listening to this song. Quite nice song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Spice Girls&lt;br /&gt;Album: Forever&lt;br /&gt;Title: Time Goes By&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never had a feeling so right&lt;br /&gt;Like I have with you Can't explain the things you do&lt;br /&gt;But boy when you tell me softly you love me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I know we were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;So for eternity you will have a part of me&lt;br /&gt;And all I need is for you to stay right here with me - yeah&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by but we stand still (know it does, I know does)&lt;br /&gt;Love you for eternity I will (I will)&lt;br /&gt;I know that we were meant to be (we were meant to be, my love)&lt;br /&gt;That's how I feel when you're with me&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason that my heart beats&lt;br /&gt;And no I never thought, I would ever fall so deep&lt;br /&gt;But now I see that the love that we share&lt;br /&gt;Is oh so sweet&lt;br /&gt;What if I told you that I believe (believe)&lt;br /&gt;That you are my soul, my destiny (my destiny, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;What if I was to say&lt;br /&gt;In every way&lt;br /&gt;Deep in my heart is where you'll be (time)&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by but we stand still (I'm still right here)&lt;br /&gt;Love you for eternity I will (I'll never go)&lt;br /&gt;I know that we were meant to be (we were meant to be)&lt;br /&gt;That's how I feel when you're with me (how I feel, when you're with me)&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by but we stand still (oh time, oh time)&lt;br /&gt;Love you for eternity I will (eternity I will)&lt;br /&gt;I know that we were meant to be (we were meant, baby love)&lt;br /&gt;That's how I feel when you're with me&lt;br /&gt;As you hold me close so tenderly&lt;br /&gt;And watch you fall to sleep&lt;br /&gt;I see in you the one who now completes (you the one)&lt;br /&gt;The half of me I used to be (I used to be)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by but we stand still&lt;br /&gt;Love you for eternity I will (eternity I will)&lt;br /&gt;I know that we were meant to be (were meant to be)&lt;br /&gt;That's how I feel when you're with me (feel when you're with me baby)&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by but we stand still (but we always stand still, babe)&lt;br /&gt;Love you for eternity I will (stand still babe, and I know)&lt;br /&gt;I know that we were meant to be (yes we were)&lt;br /&gt;That's how I feel when you're with me&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by but we stand still&lt;br /&gt;Love you forever, yes I will&lt;br /&gt;I know we're meant to be&lt;br /&gt;That's how I feel baby .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this album I think haha~ need to dig it out soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-9183951446093701831?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/9183951446093701831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=9183951446093701831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/9183951446093701831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/9183951446093701831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/time-goes-by.html' title='Time goes by...'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-484551253196583690</id><published>2007-01-21T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T17:00:41.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who I am now...</title><content type='html'>Who I am now will be who I am 3 years later. Daniel shall not have much changes or should I say, too much dramatical changes. Maybe Army will toughen me up but, Daniel will always be Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Clam, rational, mild temper Daniel will always be Daniel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-484551253196583690?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/484551253196583690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=484551253196583690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/484551253196583690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/484551253196583690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/who-i-am-now.html' title='Who I am now...'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-3385133426872980449</id><published>2007-01-21T12:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T23:13:11.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>210107 - Changi Beach</title><content type='html'>Went to laogong place to let him use the laptop because his laptop is down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we "nua" abit until 5+? Walk back to my place to get my laptop AC cable and the 8days(Hu tu de wo) forgot about it. I even forgot laogong umbrella. But will be passing back to him on tuesday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went changi beach to have dinner. Ipoh hor fan and Wanton mee. After dinner, We went to buy this "jampulak" +  "green bean paste" thingin. I don't know the actual name of it though.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;pics&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went strolling at Changi beach. Sit down, take some pictures enjoy the cool breeze. Very nice, very romantic. ahhh Its a feeling very nice nice feeling that is hard to describe. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went home. That's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 1week that we have been together. 1 week will become 1 month, 1 month will become 1 year, 1 year will be come 1 lifetime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-3385133426872980449?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3385133426872980449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=3385133426872980449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/3385133426872980449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/3385133426872980449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/210107-changi-beach.html' title='210107 - Changi Beach'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-7371269606775388653</id><published>2007-01-21T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T23:16:07.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>200107－Ｅｍｂｒａｓｓｉｎｇ　ｍｏｍｅｎｔｓ．</title><content type='html'>I guess everyone have their embrassing moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine?? haha. Yeah Most probably would be today then. I shall not say it but its really embrassing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day ahead all. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-7371269606775388653?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7371269606775388653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=7371269606775388653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/7371269606775388653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/7371269606775388653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/200107.html' title='200107－Ｅｍｂｒａｓｓｉｎｇ　ｍｏｍｅｎｔｓ．'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-8349359273023644543</id><published>2007-01-17T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T16:05:48.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>170102 - Tired day</title><content type='html'>Monday/Tuesday - Long hours work. Actually not really very long but RP DO NOT HAVE RECEPTION IN THEIR EXAM HALL. That's why very bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met laogong on both days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday laogong pei me go have dinner and I pei him go get his diary. After that we went home.  Gave laogong a kiss that night too. So happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, after work at RP, rush down to cityhall. To meet up with Laogong, Shahul and friend(dien) and James. After that Ian and menfred(Sp) met us. We went MS foodloft to have dinner. I was hungry because yesterday nvr had lunch because od the WOW event, RP open house event human resource got cut down. But luckily I wasn't at the WOW event because its from 9am-10pm (13hourS).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we walk around, laogong go get "niu she bing" then we went to the Merlion to sit down and talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went home. Took bus 12 back with laogong. Was very tired ytd night. Kinda have this fan wei feeling. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I type until here first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Oh ya. I re-did the banner le :D. But I reused the same colors because I can't find a right green color on the color platellet. &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-8349359273023644543?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8349359273023644543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=8349359273023644543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/8349359273023644543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/8349359273023644543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/170102-tired-day.html' title='170102 - Tired day'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-8074864478510780421</id><published>2007-01-14T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T23:22:34.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>140107 - Will you...</title><content type='html'>*Below speech isn't the actual speech but its close enough. My memory isn't very good lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1204am~ Then so we were walking back, Anson, me and Shahul went back to the chalet.  We were the last 3 people at the back yet the first 3 people to reach the room first. haha. Anyway yep, Shahul went to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Anson and me, we lie down on the bed, then I said: "I still haven't ask you verbablly"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can ask me now." *knock knock*(James they all were outside the room)&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not going to open the door until you ask me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Me ask ' Will you be my boyfriend, Anson dear?'&lt;br /&gt;"Yes I will be your boyfriend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy. I wanted to give Anson dear a kiss but outside got pple waiting to come into the room. So couldn't let them wait too long also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep so now, Anson Dear = My laoGong and I love my laogong. I've always love and trust my laogong. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suffered some bruises during the course of the chalet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-8074864478510780421?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8074864478510780421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=8074864478510780421&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/8074864478510780421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/8074864478510780421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/140107-will-you.html' title='140107 - Will you...'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-68632949239770657</id><published>2007-01-14T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T23:19:41.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>130107 - The blessed day.</title><content type='html'>120107 - Friday ~ 11am: Went out with Anson dear to get some tibbits and some food for the BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~12.30pm: Done with the  shopping. Then had lunch at Bedok Hawker center. Suddenly it rains heavily. After lunch, went home with him. It was pouring by then.  Hoping that it would stop becasue there's a BBQ later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~4.30pm: Waited for Anson dear father to come because he is sending us to the chalet. It was a rush for Anson dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~5pm: Unloaded everything, walked to the lobby, took some photo and waited for shahul to come to check in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~6pm: we check in, unpack everything, prepare the food and everything.It was still raining. Luckily Anson dear mother anticipated that the rain wont stop so, she had the food prepared before hand. Thank you~. After we done everything, Anson went to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~7pm~ 11pm: Anson friend's came. We had some games, food talking. It was still raining but isn't very heavy at that time. But its not dry enough to have a BBQ. Irwan bought pizza for us too. So nice of him. SO we played "Zong ji mi ma" haha. The "luckiest" person will have to eat the last of the pizza. Then soon, we presented the cake. It was a 2.5Kg Tiramisu cake baked by Shahul. It was good. The cake was good and really a very beautiful cake. So after cake cutting session, it was presenting gifts. Everyone passed Anson dear gifts except me. Hmm I coulden't pass it to him at that time even if I wanted too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Shahul was giving that look when everyone was passing Anson dear present.&lt;br /&gt;"Where you present? not passing to him?"&lt;br /&gt;'nodded'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You didn't bring the present?"&lt;br /&gt;"I brought haha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to describe but it somewhat liek this lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after opening of gifts, most of Anson's friends went home due to the last bus timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So left Anson, me, shahul, James, Benji, Loyd, Derrick. Irwan came abit later though. These were the few that stayed through out the 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;130107 - ~12am: It stop raining soon after that I think. Everyone wish Anson dear happy brithday with a hug. It was the first time hugging Anson dear. So nice feeling. hehe. Very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we all settled down and I then passed Anson dear his present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gift was a book title "A gift of nothing" and a little birthday card I made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the book alot. The book although its very simple, but it has alot of meaning. I really really like the book and was thinking that Anson dear would like the book too. Made a cover for it too. Actually its sort of like a bag to put the book in so that I wouldn't dirty the book. Used tracing paper to make the bag. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gift of nothing. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing... but you and me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then, I think I was blushing and I think I had tears in my eyes. ahhh I don't know why also haha. I think my face was very red at that time because I was very very scare. haha But scare of what I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am very happy that Anson dear likes the present alot. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ After that, I think everyone went to bed. cos everyone was tired. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;130107 ~ 11am: We had light breakfast at a foodcourt and then went Wild Wild Wet. I was abit hesitant to go down to the water at first but in the end, I just went down. I did had phobia of swimming haha. Long story but shall not type. Too much already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went for lunch with the group. We went back to the room to rest after that, went for Dinner. ZAI dinner. THE FOOD WAS SO SALTY, BU SHI REN EAT DE. I know downtown east near the sea but they noneed to make their food so salty. After dinner, we went to McCafe and Benji and derrick had their coffee. After that we went to find Shahul and Loyd at the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found them later, Anson dear don't like arcade so we decided to go back to the room but on the way back, we saw Ben&amp;amp;Jerry icecream so, we went to have Ice cream. After that we went to the beach. lol Don't know whose idea was it to ask Anson to have a speech. We had wine by the sea at pasir ris park. It didn't rain that heavily. Too say, it didn't actually rain. ^^ After that... continue next post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-68632949239770657?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/68632949239770657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=68632949239770657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/68632949239770657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/68632949239770657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/130107-blessed-day.html' title='130107 - The blessed day.'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-1761115468847748960</id><published>2007-01-10T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T10:17:13.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>110107 - 'Evolution'</title><content type='html'>This is my pics from Sec 1 - sec 5 until now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me when I was sec 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/iceanimator/WTFISTHIS.gif" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was when I am sec 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/iceanimator/leinad1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have my sec 2-4 pics. haha But you all can guess ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pic isn't very recent.  Took it last year I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/iceanimator/Image004.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me now. Though not that clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/iceanimator/leinadnow.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Daniel. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-1761115468847748960?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1761115468847748960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=1761115468847748960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/1761115468847748960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/1761115468847748960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/110107-evolution.html' title='110107 - &apos;Evolution&apos;'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-1010135981759300976</id><published>2007-01-10T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T12:32:28.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100107 - yawn</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. these past 2 days, night seem to be longer &gt;_&gt;. Or maybe I sleep too much. *yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, finish wrapping Anson dear de present and did a card. haha But just finish writing the card though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait. Everytime after going out with him, I have this nice nice feeling which I never felt before even with my exs. Maybe then I was still young and didn't know anything. But its always a very happy feeling. Everynight I go to bed smiling and sleeping peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time with my ex, I always had bad dreams regarding them =.=" Its just weird. But those are the past, lets not talk about it le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, with Anson, the feeling is very different than before. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-1010135981759300976?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1010135981759300976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=1010135981759300976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/1010135981759300976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/1010135981759300976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/100107-yawn.html' title='100107 - yawn'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-2150567912972624263</id><published>2007-01-07T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T14:34:16.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>070107 - Dream</title><content type='html'>Feeling all groggy and not thinking well today. Elder sister woke me up in a middle of a dream and it pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am listening to a song by Sammi called Romeo &amp;amp; Juliet. Nice song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a very short dream, I dreamt that I was flipping through a photo album and I saw a picture with Anson in it, blowing his candle on his cake. He was wearing green color shirt in the picture. Don't know why having this dream his birthday haven't even come. Its this week though. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow working already. I dread going back to that place. Not that it is not a good place but it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired tired tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today is the first month that I knew Anson. But it was a thursday when I know him. haha So today is the 1st month. So fast time passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian... I type until here. I don't know how to continue already cos of the abrupt dsturbance I had thanks to my sister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-2150567912972624263?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2150567912972624263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=2150567912972624263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/2150567912972624263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/2150567912972624263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/070107-deam.html' title='070107 - Dream'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-1744432236460190921</id><published>2007-01-05T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T14:10:50.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of Something New</title><content type='html'>High school Musical: Start of Something New.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in my own world&lt;br /&gt;Didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;That anything can happen&lt;br /&gt;When you take a chance&lt;br /&gt;I never believed in&lt;br /&gt;What I couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;I never opened my heart&lt;br /&gt;To all the possibilities&lt;br /&gt;I know that something has changed&lt;br /&gt;Never felt this way&lt;br /&gt;And right here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be the start&lt;br /&gt;Of something new&lt;br /&gt;It feels so right&lt;br /&gt;To be here with you&lt;br /&gt;And now looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I feel in my heart&lt;br /&gt;The start of something new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now who'd of ever thought that&lt;br /&gt;We'd both be here tonight&lt;br /&gt;And the world looks so much brighter&lt;br /&gt;With you by my side&lt;br /&gt;I know that something has changed&lt;br /&gt;Never felt this way&lt;br /&gt;I know it for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be the start&lt;br /&gt;Of something new&lt;br /&gt;It feels so right&lt;br /&gt;To be here with you&lt;br /&gt;And now looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I feel in my heart&lt;br /&gt;The start of something new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew that it could happen&lt;br /&gt;Till it happened to me&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know it before&lt;br /&gt;But now it's easy to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a start&lt;br /&gt;Of something new&lt;br /&gt;It feels so right&lt;br /&gt;To be here with you&lt;br /&gt;And now looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I feel in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it's the start&lt;br /&gt;Of something new&lt;br /&gt;It feels so right&lt;br /&gt;To be here with you&lt;br /&gt;And now looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I feel in my heart&lt;br /&gt;The start of something new&lt;br /&gt;Start of something new&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-1744432236460190921?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1744432236460190921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=1744432236460190921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/1744432236460190921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/1744432236460190921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/start-of-something-new.html' title='Start of Something New'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-3478781424640713325</id><published>2007-01-05T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T12:42:54.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>050107 - Next week.</title><content type='html'>I am working next week. agrh. But no work no money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is Kent and Anson birthday. Still haven't get anything for him yet. Don't know what he wants.  I barely know him also. haha met him once during Christmas and that's it I think. Maybe later when I meet Anson dear then go shun bian shop for kent's present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my Anson dear present, *secret* . haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday suppose to go sign up for french course with Anson dear but end up didn't because they push back the class date to 23Feb and I sill don't know my enlistment date. sigh. I really wanted to attend with Anson but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to have rojak, haha, after that, went to Pasar malam and bought some things and went under a block and sit down and talk. It was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with him forever.  Later going to meet him later again ^^. I always look forward to meeting him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first I have to get my modem fixed. Stupid modem died on me. So later I'll be meeting my mother so she can bring me down to StarHub there to fixed it. I think most probably its a replacement of the modem for 100$ T_T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait...&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I can't decide on what color I should change my blog to. Stupid me, I can't think right now. No inspiration.  Maybe I try olive color. Well maybe tomorrow I'll start work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-3478781424640713325?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3478781424640713325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=3478781424640713325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/3478781424640713325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/3478781424640713325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/050107-next-week.html' title='050107 - Next week.'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-41473080633816656</id><published>2007-01-04T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T18:20:23.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>040107 - What do I want?</title><content type='html'>What do I want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post will be reserved because I may not be able to online later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-41473080633816656?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/41473080633816656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=41473080633816656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/41473080633816656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/41473080633816656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/040107-what-do-i-want.html' title='040107 - What do I want?'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-7906243877900951878</id><published>2007-01-04T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T11:58:54.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The DISC test</title><content type='html'>Quote from Mr Sharf&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.netjobs.co.uk/job-disc.htm" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.netjobs.co.uk/job-disc.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do see if your results are what you are! There are 4 areas, namely Dominance, Influence, Steadiness and Compliance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(below is from wiki)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are they?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dominance&lt;/b&gt; - relating to control, power and assertiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Influence&lt;/b&gt; - relating to social situations and communication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Steadiness&lt;/b&gt; - relating to patience, persistence, and thoughtfulness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Compliance&lt;/b&gt; (or conscientiousness or caution) - relating to structure and organization&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do they mean?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dominance:&lt;/b&gt; People who score high in the intensity of the 'D' styles factor are very active in dealing with problems and challenges, while low D scores are people who want to do more research before committing to a decision. High "D" people are described as demanding, forceful, egocentric, strong willed, driving, determined, ambitious, aggressive, and pioneering. Low D scores describe those who are conservative, low keyed, cooperative, calculating, undemanding, cautious, mild, agreeable, modest and peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Influence: &lt;/b&gt;People with High I scores influence others through talking and activity and tend to be emotional. They are described as convincing, magnetic, political, enthusiastic, persuasive, warm, demonstrative, trusting, and optimistic. Those with Low I scores influence more by data and facts, and not with feelings. They are described as reflective, factual, calculating, skeptical, logical, suspicious, matter of fact, pessimistic, and critical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Steadiness:&lt;/b&gt;(Submission in Marston's time): People with High S styles scores want a steady pace, security, and don't like sudden change. Low S intensity scores are those who like change and variety. High S persons are calm, relaxed, patient, possessive, predictable, deliberate, stable, consistent, and tend to be unemotional and poker faced. People with Low S scores are described as restless, demonstrative, impatient, eager, or even impulsive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Conscientious: &lt;/b&gt;(Compliance in Marston's time): Persons with High C styles adhere to rules, regulations, and structure. They like to do quality work and do it right the first time. High C people are careful, cautious, exacting, neat, systematic, diplomatic, accurate, tactful. Those with Low C scores challenge the rules and want independence and are described as self-willed, stubborn, opinionated, unsystematic, arbitrary, and careless with details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do visit &lt;a href="http://www.netjobs.co.uk/disc-report.htm" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.netjobs.co.uk/disc-report.htm&lt;/a&gt;, there's a bit of information there too, such as range values (low/mid/high)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My scores are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Dominance = 4&lt;br /&gt;Influence = 4&lt;br /&gt;Steadiness = 24&lt;br /&gt;Compliance = 68&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This test is very true in my case. If you guys are free, go ahead and try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-7906243877900951878?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7906243877900951878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=7906243877900951878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/7906243877900951878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/7906243877900951878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/disc-test.html' title='The DISC test'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-6012026356220031556</id><published>2007-01-04T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T11:10:28.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>040107 -</title><content type='html'>Title - less Post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold morning. Went for a jog in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later going to meet Anson for lunch and register for french class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I got scolding for asking money from my mom. &gt;_&lt; I choose not to change phone for the time being then. I haven get my pay yet so I have no choice but to ask sopme money from my mom first. I do intend to return her the money but she somehow didn't get what I said, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll still return the money to her but if she dosen't want it then, I can't do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month so broke. Pay haven't come, birthday comming, what shall I do? Cut down on food spenditure. Save SAVE SAVE!!!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update again ba later tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-6012026356220031556?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6012026356220031556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=6012026356220031556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/6012026356220031556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/6012026356220031556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/040107.html' title='040107 -'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-3531294860013635746</id><published>2007-01-03T15:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T17:55:53.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>030107 - Every little thing...</title><content type='html'>Every little thing you do means so much to me.  Even knowing that you read my blog really means alot to me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have voices popping into my head saying "Go Daniel, go tell him that you love him when you meet up with him." My reply to the voice was "I want to but... I don't know when is the right time. I wanted to say it to him many times before but it doesn't seem to be the right time at the right place. When is the right time and where is the right place?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of noises going on in my head. Very noisy. Even doggy was telling me those things. Everything around me is going like "Daniel why... why haven't you said it yet. You had so many chances but you miss alot of them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I not aware of my chances? I think so. Am I not aware of my chances? I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I suppose to do? When am I suppose to do what I should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night I was crying to myself, thinking about what if when we do get attach then broke off, It'd be like how I was with my ex. Not talking much and such. I really want to be with him yet I am afraid of that. Can history not repeat itself? I think not. It has repeated twice for me. Even though they say every failed relationship makes you stronger, I am not that strong anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my kor about it and his reply was "How come you always so negative."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel, why are you always so negative? Can't you be positive for once in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I think positively, voices starts to come back. I don't know where the voices came but they tend to be irritating. Then they start putting me down they won't go away until I succumb to their power. I know its hard to believe but they really do exist inside me. How do I get them out of me, I don't know. These voices have been with me for a very long time already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Daniel, you think to much."&lt;br /&gt;"Daniel, thinking is good. It works the brain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel this, Daniel that. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had this beautiful dream today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this white sandy beach, watching the sunset with Anson. It is really a very beautiful scene. Maybe this is what I've wanted, alone time, enjoying the beautiful scenary, a happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I don't think about the future, I think about the present because I can only control the present.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I have in the present will shape into something of a future that I want. My current self is what I had created in the past with all those negativity. If I want to be positive, I have to work it now so my past would be my present. Kinda complicated but you should get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to tell all this to Anson over the phone or maybe when I meet up with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's  post is kinda long because I have alot to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-3531294860013635746?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3531294860013635746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=3531294860013635746&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/3531294860013635746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/3531294860013635746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/030107-every-little-thing.html' title='030107 - Every little thing...'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-3800181346351809829</id><published>2007-01-02T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T11:18:17.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>020107 - Good morning all.</title><content type='html'>Good morning everyone. Mother is comming back today. Misses her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;My horoscope: Cancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                            Basic Profile:Intuitive,sensitive, responsive, aware, family/home oriented, shy,understanding, feeling,imaginative, dependable, conservative, loving,                                  but can be moody, touchy, prickly,hostile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I am scare. Scare scare scare scare scare scare scare scare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-3800181346351809829?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3800181346351809829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=3800181346351809829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/3800181346351809829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/3800181346351809829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/020107-good-morning-all.html' title='020107 - Good morning all.'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-3751279195795595966</id><published>2007-01-01T14:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T19:40:59.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come what may</title><content type='html'>Lyrics - Come what may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never knew I could feel like this&lt;br /&gt;Like I've never seen the sky before&lt;br /&gt;Want to vanish inside your kiss&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I love you more and more&lt;br /&gt;Listen to my heart, can you hear it sings&lt;br /&gt;Telling me to give you everything&lt;br /&gt;Seasons may change winter to spring&lt;br /&gt;But I love you until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come what may, come what may&lt;br /&gt;I will love you until my dying day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste&lt;br /&gt;It all revolves around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's no mountain too high no river too wide&lt;br /&gt;Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side&lt;br /&gt;Storm clouds may gather and stars may collide&lt;br /&gt;But I love you until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come what may, come what may&lt;br /&gt;I will love you until my dying day&lt;br /&gt;Oh come what may, come what may&lt;br /&gt;I will love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come what may, come what may&lt;br /&gt;I will love you until my dying day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to sing it but not nice at all.sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-3751279195795595966?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3751279195795595966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=3751279195795595966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/3751279195795595966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/3751279195795595966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/come-what-may.html' title='Come what may'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-8714796472850992679</id><published>2007-01-01T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T13:33:30.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>010107 - Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>New year was great because I was spending it with Anson. We watched a movie and had dinner then went over to shahul place to stay over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was talking to Anson about some stuff. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 was great because I met someone special. 2007 will be great too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired all so I shall type until here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-8714796472850992679?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8714796472850992679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=8714796472850992679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/8714796472850992679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/8714796472850992679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='010107 - Happy New Year'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-3486386921631553027</id><published>2006-12-31T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T00:15:05.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>301206 - Dinner</title><content type='html'>Yes did nothing much today. Played abit of game as usual. After that went to meet louis and Joy and kenneth for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Fish and Co today. I can't finish my dinner. Nothing much today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for tomorrow to see Anson dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Anson dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-3486386921631553027?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3486386921631553027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=3486386921631553027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/3486386921631553027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/3486386921631553027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/12/301206-dinner.html' title='301206 - Dinner'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-1650073545322697719</id><published>2006-12-30T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T00:04:28.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>291206 - Fun night</title><content type='html'>Wasn't really doing anything in the morning, met Anson at 4 at Tampines Station. We went to Orchard to do some shopping since there's a sale but sad I am broke until next month. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we did some shopping, Anson bought a Guess t-shirt. yup. Then had light dinner. I didn't have "wei kou" to eat yesterday because I was slightly sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that we met up with James, shahul and Yong Xing. haha so "qiao" that I met up with yong xing. So went to NYDC for some dessert while Shahul and James had their dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we chatted abit then I went home with Anson. We took bus home. Yep Anson dear sang to me even though he hadsoarthroat. It was so nice. I was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walk back to his place, He was singing, I was humming tunes together with him. That night was the happiest night I had for a very long time already. I've never been this happy before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes and I got a gift from Anson. Thank you Anson dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-1650073545322697719?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1650073545322697719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=1650073545322697719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/1650073545322697719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/1650073545322697719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/12/291206-fun-night.html' title='291206 - Fun night'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-2495319307108382200</id><published>2006-12-28T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T01:36:35.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling sick.</title><content type='html'>Another cold morning again, waking up all soar and groggy. Maybe I have overwork myself already. I am coughing now. I shouldn't think too much about it already. Haha I'll go take a short nap later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days to the new year. Wonder what I'll be doing on New year eve and New Year. Stay at home as usual? I don't know. We shall see, shall we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was singing through the mic and recording some songs but end up deleted them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this are the older songs that I have sang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/bands/pagemusic.cfm?bandID=522898"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/bands/pagemusic.cfm?bandID=522898&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I've posted this before but want to post it again. Those were sang when my sister was asleep so it may sound abit funny o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload some newer ones later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-2495319307108382200?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2495319307108382200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=2495319307108382200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/2495319307108382200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/2495319307108382200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/12/falling-sick.html' title='Falling sick.'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-6759655831650029156</id><published>2006-12-26T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T22:40:17.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Last post before I go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did nothing much but read up on some courses and  some university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I AM LIKE THE HAPPIEST GUY ON EARTH RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night all. Love Anson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-6759655831650029156?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6759655831650029156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=6759655831650029156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/6759655831650029156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/6759655831650029156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/12/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-7997498536168524371</id><published>2006-12-26T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T11:27:06.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>261206 - Cold morning</title><content type='html'>The morning is cold, woke up abruptly due to it and also, I have this tendency of looking for my phone when I wake up. Anyway fingers are cold due to the weather. Raining these few days. Luckily didn't rain when I went out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: I'll upload a new banner when I inspiration come to me. Currently, my mind is blank. agrhh I hate it when I have nothing to come out with yet I want to do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-7997498536168524371?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7997498536168524371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=7997498536168524371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/7997498536168524371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/7997498536168524371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/12/261206-cold-morning.html' title='261206 - Cold morning'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-2732196619343576807</id><published>2006-12-25T13:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T22:28:29.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>251206 - Merry Christmas.</title><content type='html'>Its christmas already. Yesterday outing was ok I guess. There were about 11 people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shahul and friend, Anson and me, Kent, K and Derrick, Loyd James and Benji and Chris. I think that' all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly I met up with Anson, then we met up with sharul and his friend(I dont know how to spell his name). Then met up at Harboud front together with Loyd, K, Kent and Derrick. Soon after, James(Anson's kor) arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all have arrived, we set off taking bus into sentosa. We walk to some beach. Sorry I dont know the name of the beach haha but ya yeah we settle down there and started unpacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE had turkey and Logcake. The Prawn mee turned "dried" due to the long time after we started unwarping it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the night, I wasnt really talking. Yes I was excited about the outing and really wish to mingle around but some how, I really had a hard time talking to them. I felt so bad that night, because I know Anson wanted me to mixed around with them. I tried but kinda hard. Sorry Anson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole night, Im kinda alone and such. I wasn't lonely or what becasue Anson was there. I had sometime to ourselves, talk a little about some issue. I know Im too over sensitive about some issue, due to the fact that becasue I am not very good in it so I am kinda over sensitive on it.But then didnt make myself clear. So it was kinda my bad. bahhh. I am so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they were talking through the night, drinking laughing away merrying like every one celebrating christmas. Enjoying their stuff. haha Yeah we had fun, I had my share of fun.I get to spent some time alone with Anson too so the night wasn't bad. I really did enjoy myself even though it may not seem like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the part when Anson starting singing when we were walking. So nice and romantic. I wish he can sing for me sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm looking forward to the next outing, I hope then I can open up more, mix with everyone. I know Anson would want that too. I tried and I will try harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay I receive a Christmas card from Anson. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post until here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-2732196619343576807?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2732196619343576807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=2732196619343576807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/2732196619343576807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/2732196619343576807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/12/251206-merry-christmas.html' title='251206 - Merry Christmas.'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-4548443255488879373</id><published>2006-12-24T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T13:11:03.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>241206 - The season of love</title><content type='html'>Today is the eve of Chirstmas. I am going to meet Anson and friends later.  Going over to sentosa. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, stupid tag board down I dont know what to do now with it now. Maybe I'll remove it soon then find a new tagboard to place it in there. New layout, not done. Maybe next year upload it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Progress:&lt;br /&gt;New layout: 0%&lt;br /&gt;Enlistment: 1%&lt;br /&gt;Work: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did nothing much this year. Accomplish nothing worthy this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its abit late for a wishlist but hey, I still wanna have one :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Be with you.&lt;br /&gt;- Wish family members and friends are healthy.&lt;br /&gt;- Enlistment letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok just 3 wish. lol. I'm not greedy person. I used up my 3 wishes. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really regreting for not studying well. I know when I say this alot of people will think I am crazy but trust me, I miss studying. I really want to go back to studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best in poly but I just couldn't continue studying it. Even if someone were to put a knife at me, I will still not do well in school. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things happen this year. Alot of things are best not be remembered. Somethings are best kept where it shld be kept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very happy that I get to know Anson. I dont know the reason why but I am just glad that I got to know him. Maybe after so long, I finally fall in love again. Love is weird. Usually I am very aware of my surrounding but when it comes to love, I'll go all confuse and I really don't know what I am doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that falling in love so fast without knowing him for long but I am a person who goes with my feelings. I hope things will go great for us. Time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I am always worrying is when I am going to National Service(NS). When Im in there, I'm afraid that I dont have time to keep him company. sigh. Maybe when I book out then I'll have time with Anson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I ran out of stuff to write. Actually there is alot for me to say but I just don't know how to put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just type until here then. Have a Merry Christmas all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untl Flash ShoutBox allows signup, no tagboard at the moment. Sorry all. Anyway, not much people visit my blog also. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Tagboard up but ugliness. =(  banner ugliness. I''l upload one soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-4548443255488879373?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4548443255488879373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=4548443255488879373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/4548443255488879373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/4548443255488879373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/12/241206-season-of-love.html' title='241206 - The season of love'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-116689317707697213</id><published>2006-12-24T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T00:59:37.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas.</title><content type='html'>Hello all. Its been long since I updated this blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working currently so I dont have the time to update. Actually the real reason is becasue I am lazy. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today, Christmas eve, I'm going to update this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back. So though of updating it since today is a special day for me. Well should be Sat. But since its past 12, So. mehhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway went out with Anson. Very nice guy. Cute guy. haha. I met him at 201 bus stop, took 12 to cityhall, We had Cartel for dinner. (Aggrr my mind isnt working but i'll try to finish posting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a wonderfun night with Anson. I think I have fallen for him. XD&lt;br /&gt;Had wonderful dinner but the waiter/waiteres, BAD CS. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Send him home just now-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Meeting Anson later tonight. ^^ Yay!.. ok All I'll update later. My head is not working. Very tired. But I know I'll have a wonderful time slping tonight. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-116689317707697213?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/116689317707697213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=116689317707697213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/116689317707697213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/116689317707697213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas.'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-115436177006084042</id><published>2006-07-31T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T02:38:22.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>Ok I know its abit late to post this. I am super lazy in updating my blog. But anyway, Thanks to the people who were with me on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had pasta mania. "My treat". Louis paid abit though. Thanks bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone for the wonderful birthday gift. I love it much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't take much photo. Only got a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good to go back to my photoshop and dreamweaver. I miss them dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway below are some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;"&gt;(click on the thumbnail for a bigger picture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/iceanimator/images/PICT0058_edited.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/iceanimator/images/thumbnail1_1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;"&gt;Group Photo(Letf to right):Jessica, Christine, Pearllyn, Louis, Daniel(me), Kenneth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/iceanimator/images/PICT0056_edited.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/iceanimator/images/thumbnail2_2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;"&gt;Kenneth wishing me happy brithday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/iceanimator/images/PICT0061_edited.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/iceanimator/images/thumbnail3_3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;"&gt;My brithday present, Fossil watch. Jessica hand!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Blogger don't allow script tag in the post so no rollover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-115436177006084042?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/115436177006084042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=115436177006084042&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/115436177006084042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/115436177006084042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/07/birthday-celebration.html' title='Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-115276013132250722</id><published>2006-07-13T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T11:08:51.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 more days</title><content type='html'>Yes, After 1 whole long year of waiting, my brithday is comming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 July. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went back to ngee ann yesterday to help louis to get his O lvl cert. Luckily i live nearby haha or else it will be a long trip down to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think everyone should go watch High School Musical. Its a very fantastic show. Hmm Maybe some will not like it, to each his own taste, but I know I like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-115276013132250722?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/115276013132250722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=115276013132250722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/115276013132250722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/115276013132250722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/07/5-more-days.html' title='5 more days'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-115198549977885119</id><published>2006-07-04T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T11:59:09.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time passes very fast</title><content type='html'>Hmmm. Its been sometime since I update. To me, I don't see a need to update my blog every single day. Maybe once awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its been so fast that 6months of year 2006 has passed. Time flies. Many things happen within this 6 month but life still have to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my birthday comming soon 18 July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Some songs that I recently found and very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuna Ito - Precious&lt;br /&gt;Ketsumeishi - Sakura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 2 haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy yourself everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To xxxx: I love you always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-115198549977885119?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/115198549977885119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=115198549977885119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/115198549977885119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/115198549977885119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/07/time-passes-very-fast.html' title='Time passes very fast'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114822383814337087</id><published>2006-05-21T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T23:03:58.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 + 21 = Today post</title><content type='html'>Ok so yesterday, i went to see the doctor at around 11am +. After that rush down to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun at work haha... then met louis and kenneth after that. They wanted to watch movie but again, Full house haha. expected de la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, SLACK!!! yes i slack the whole day playing games. Feeling very woosy now cos im still recovering from my sickness. It seems that many is sick this year. Well take care all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. tomorrow another day of nothing-ness. Byebye and Good Night all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114822383814337087?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114822383814337087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114822383814337087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114822383814337087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114822383814337087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/05/20-21-today-post.html' title='20 + 21 = Today post'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114806157163090983</id><published>2006-05-20T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T01:59:44.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.</title><content type='html'>Went to meet Adrian di finally after a long long time. Last time meet him was like after o levels lor So long ago haha. Manage to meet him so happy. Miss didi so much heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to meet Ian and walk walk around ba Stupid ass one lor All movie tix sold out for da vinci code. -.-" Then I had to meet louis, so i have to leave early. Sorry Ian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway now im home and I just saw my NS check up letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha see ya all soon ba... head spinny now. Shall go slp after hair dry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114806157163090983?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114806157163090983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114806157163090983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114806157163090983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114806157163090983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/05/tired.html' title='Tired.'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114787902887779329</id><published>2006-05-17T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T23:17:08.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy belated Mother's day</title><content type='html'>Lol. Ok had dinner with mom. Suppose to be like a mother's day dinner since sunday she wasn't free at all. Well noone inform her about dinner so she went for majong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, We went to simei for sakae sushi. After that went to NTUC to buy some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, I love you no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye all that's all for today. Tomorrow will think of better banner cos its too plain for me... agrrr headache time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114787902887779329?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114787902887779329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114787902887779329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114787902887779329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114787902887779329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-belated-mothers-day.html' title='Happy belated Mother&apos;s day'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114787805242084238</id><published>2006-05-17T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T17:52:19.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>愛的理由,是一種感覺</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;My kor send me this today. I read this before form an email but its really true. When I like someone, I can't tell why I like the person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一天，女孩問男孩：為什麼你會喜歡我？為什&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;麼你會愛我？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;男孩：我說不出理由，但是我是真的喜歡妳、愛妳！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;女孩：妳連喜歡我的理由都說不出來，你怎麼喜歡我？怎麼愛我？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;男孩：我說不出理由，但是我能證明。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;女孩：證明？不管，你一定要給我你愛我的理由，我朋友的男朋友都能說出愛他的理由，為什麼你不可以？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;男孩：因為你很漂亮，因為你的聲音甜美，因為你細心，因為你體貼，因為你善解人意，因為你的笑容，因為你的一舉一動……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;幾天後，女孩不幸的在一場車禍中成為植物人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;男孩將一封沾滿淚水的信放在女孩病床旁櫃子上，信的內容：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;因為你很漂亮，所以我愛妳。現在的妳漂亮嗎?不，所以我不愛妳。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;因為你的聲音甜美，所以我愛妳。現在的你能開口嗎？不，所以我不愛妳。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;因為你細心，因為你體貼，因為你善解人意，所以我愛妳。現在的你能表現的出來嗎？不，所以我不愛妳。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;因為你的笑容，因為你的一舉一動，所以我愛妳。現在的妳能笑嗎？現在的妳能動嗎？不，所以我不愛妳。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;如果我愛你需要理由，現在的妳，沒有讓我愛妳的理由，所以我不愛妳。我愛你需要理由嗎？不，所以，我依然愛妳。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;有人問：『你為什麼愛一個人？』我只能夠說出為什麼不愛一個人，卻說不出為什麼愛一個人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;愛一個人，是一種感覺；不愛一個人，卻是事實。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;事實容易解釋，感覺卻難以言喻。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;愛情是忽然有一個人，我們覺得一見如故，很想靠近他，我們的內分泌起了翻 天覆地的變化，很想擁抱對方。&lt;br /&gt;以後，無論快樂 或哀愁，我們也想不起當初為什麼愛他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;/&lt;span lang="ZH-TW"&gt;她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-TW" &gt;只有當我不愛一個人時，才會找出不愛她的原因，因為我開始挑剔。任何一個人，只要你去挑剔，一定找得出缺點。越去挑剔，越多缺點，我們便可以說出為什麼不愛對方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&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/26633920-114787805242084238?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114787805242084238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114787805242084238&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114787805242084238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114787805242084238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='愛的理由,是一種感覺'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114786223936601997</id><published>2006-05-17T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T18:39:35.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Update] Blog.poo.ver2.poo</title><content type='html'>Yes, I re-did the top banner. Hmm... Should be staying that way until I can think of something up again. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel something is missing from the banner but I don't know what is missing but I'll figure it out one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I edited my archives to appear the title of the post instead of the dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then... update tonight again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114786223936601997?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114786223936601997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114786223936601997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114786223936601997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114786223936601997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/05/update-blogpoover2poo.html' title='[Update] Blog.poo.ver2.poo'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114779592516139998</id><published>2006-05-17T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T00:12:05.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gift</title><content type='html'>This will be the last post for today. Im going to bed already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a gift for dear... but I guess I wont be able to give to him le. Yes I have already prepared a present for dear's brithday even though its so far away. But I'll just keep it to myself ba. Wanted to give dear a suprise on his birthday but then unexpected happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll give him afterall. I'll see how ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear if you still read this, Yes dear I still love you. Those stuff I say on msn, I don't mean it I was angry/sad at that time and alot of things running through my head. Im Sorry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114779592516139998?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114779592516139998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114779592516139998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114779592516139998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114779592516139998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/05/gift.html' title='Gift'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114778547621192711</id><published>2006-05-16T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T21:17:56.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything has to come to an end.</title><content type='html'>Yes. It has ended. Well quite long ago it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say single is good there's more freedom no restriction but yet they get attached again. What do you call such people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well memories are best to be kept. So that past 1 month was a nice one. It will be with me forever. I've deleted the other blog of mine which noone know. Since its a private blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm still coughing but not as bad as yesterday night and this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will type some more tomorrow. Maybe I'll update more often. I'll try to create a gallery for my blog. Have been trying but kept failing. But I wont give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114778547621192711?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114778547621192711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114778547621192711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114778547621192711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114778547621192711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/05/everything-has-to-come-to-end_16.html' title='Everything has to come to an end.'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114770857670775692</id><published>2006-05-15T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T23:56:18.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Update] Blog.poo.o_O</title><content type='html'>Ok i've decided to change my top banner tomorrow morning when i wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm sick having bad cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch poseidon last week. Nice exciting show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little sister and me share present and bought mom a pearl necklace I think i nvr rly see what isit. Mom like it very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went out dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom say treating us to dinner soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thta's about it. Damm I wanna meet my di oso so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well Night i guess...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114770857670775692?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114770857670775692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114770857670775692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114770857670775692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114770857670775692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/05/update-blogpoooo.html' title='[Update] Blog.poo.o_O'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114733346055236835</id><published>2006-05-11T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T15:44:20.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th May - 38Club gathering</title><content type='html'>Had bah koot teh with 38gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update with pictures and stuff. Too lazy to do it now. Changing top banner soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114733346055236835?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114733346055236835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114733346055236835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114733346055236835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114733346055236835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/05/9th-may-38club-gathering.html' title='9th May - 38Club gathering'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114663931791040201</id><published>2006-05-03T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T14:55:17.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd May</title><content type='html'>Yeah today is 3rd May, It will be the first month that I've been with Dear already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time I met him was on 3rd April. I still remember dear trick me on April Fools day. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yeah that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven been blogging lately, no mood to do so or should I say nothing much to blog about. I don't see any interesting news going on beside Singapore GE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this will be today's post then. Will post more later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now take care all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114663931791040201?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114663931791040201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114663931791040201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114663931791040201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114663931791040201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/05/3rd-may.html' title='3rd May'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114619961894525957</id><published>2006-04-28T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T12:49:49.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank head</title><content type='html'>Didn't update for the past 2 days, was kinda lazy and tired. My mind is empty now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here's an update for the past 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically did nothing on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, that's yesterday, did nothing much. Had dinner with Louis and Kenneth after their SIP.&lt;br /&gt;We had cartel. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If dear reads this, Just wanna say don't be so stress. study hard but not stress yourself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some weird dreams today. Its like a series of different dream comming into my head. AHHH!!!!! The horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Ngee ann secondary school stop lessons until monday because it has been choosen to be one of the voting venue. ahh so lucky the student get 2 day off tnen sat/sun off + monday labour day.  Oh well... Tonight update again. See if there's any interesting news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114619961894525957?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114619961894525957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114619961894525957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114619961894525957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114619961894525957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/04/blank-head.html' title='Blank head'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114598338122794436</id><published>2006-04-26T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T00:43:01.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Konjiki no Gash Bell - 金色のガシュベル</title><content type='html'>Here is a brief summary of what Konjiki no Gash Bell is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he holds a mysterious red book and chants a spell, a lightning attack comes forth. When this strange boy Gash arrives at his house, the life of lazy middle-schooler Kiyomaro Takamine is thrown into chaos!! Gradually, Gash's true identity and abilities are revealed! Children from the demon world come and attack one after another!! What is the destiny of Kiyomaro, who has decided to fight alongside Gash.!? New super-intense battle action!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this summary from &lt;a href="http://www.animenfo.com"&gt;www.animenfo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very nice show to watch all should watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anime-destiny@rizon.net is currently subbing it. They are doing both Thousand mamono battle and Fauudo battle arc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently ep 68 is the 千円前の魔物 battle. While ep 101 is ファウド battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also there's a great community at LJ for Gash Bell.&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/konjiki/"&gt;http://community.livejournal.com/konjiki/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114598338122794436?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114598338122794436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114598338122794436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114598338122794436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114598338122794436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/04/konjiki-no-gash-bell.html' title='Konjiki no Gash Bell - 金色のガシュベル'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114598248244167486</id><published>2006-04-26T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T00:46:59.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day full of joy</title><content type='html'>Basicially did nothing much today. Morning wake up, suppose to go for a jog this morning but then I woke up a tiny bit late. So I played abit of game. Then I went to prepare to meet dear at orchard station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a happy day for me. Kinda sad because of what had happen past few weeks but happy because I can see dear after almost 1 week. I'm suffering from missing dear syndrom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today meeting of dear was kinda cold. Yeah it was my fault that such things happen. Because today I didn't really talk alot. Kinda like scare to say the wrong things then afraid it will anger dear. But then I think dear was angry at me for not talking. I tried to talk today but just nothing wants to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to watch Movie: "The wild"(Didn't tell dear the tittle[My bad]) but dear say he don't wish to watch so we just sat around Lido and walk about then walk walk walk. Endless walking. Back was aching but its worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear I'm sorry for today. Make you so bored. You would be better off having more fun with your friends. Whatever that happens, I'll still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a CD: Cascada: Everytime We Touch. Find she quite pretty. She has quite a number of nice songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching some animes just now, so here are some nice animes that I'm currently watching:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Ayakashi ~ Japanese Classic Horror&lt;br /&gt;2.) Ouran High School Host Club&lt;br /&gt;3.) Princess Princess(ShounenAi) Don't say I never warn.&lt;br /&gt;4.) Konjiki no Gash Bell(Series/Movies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Konjiki no Gash Bell, It's one of my favourite anime. I love it alot. I wish Singapore has more stuff related to Konjiki no Gash Bell. This is a very popular series in Japan. Viewer rating higher than naruto. Well its a nice show. All should watch it. It has ended at episode 150 but the manga is still halfway there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I posted a Konjiki no Gash Bell article above this. Hope you guys enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Dear, remember to don't over stress yourself. Drink more water since the weather is crazily HOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114598248244167486?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114598248244167486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114598248244167486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114598248244167486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114598248244167486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-full-of-joy.html' title='A day full of joy'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114589496046498510</id><published>2006-04-25T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T00:09:23.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash horror PART 2</title><content type='html'>Flash Horror. Part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent half a day doing it but yet to figure out what is the problem. I even went down to the libarary to borrow some reference book but I can't find it. Stupid Tampinese Library, Stupid Flash. Stupid Blogger having problems. I can't publish yesterday's post. Anyway, My thumbnails wont fit nicely into the flash. Ahh headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway will try the day after tomorrow since tomorrow I wont be at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope there isn't any Part 3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114589496046498510?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114589496046498510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114589496046498510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114589496046498510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114589496046498510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/04/flash-horror-part-2.html' title='Flash horror PART 2'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114580598468933177</id><published>2006-04-23T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T23:26:24.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash</title><content type='html'>Today did nothing much except reading up on flashMX tutorials. Yes, tutorials on Flash. Flash is harder than HTML/PhotoShop. Heck how can i compare the both, they are off different nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well wanted to complete the flash project today but it seems that I haven got much time left for today. So then I'll do it tomorrow or continue tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suprise suprise, tomorrow hopefully I'll get it done. Pray hard Daniel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114580598468933177?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114580598468933177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114580598468933177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114580598468933177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114580598468933177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/04/flash.html' title='Flash'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114573044216729202</id><published>2006-04-23T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T02:33:44.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To dear...</title><content type='html'>Dear, Im really sorry for what has happened. I acted like a fool. I hope you forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daniel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114573044216729202?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114573044216729202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114573044216729202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114573044216729202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114573044216729202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/04/to-dear.html' title='To dear...'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114572019637056538</id><published>2006-04-22T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T10:46:13.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Firewall</title><content type='html'>Just watched the show Firewall at Cathay Cineplex with louis. It's the new building just beside PS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show is a nice show. Maybe you guys should go and watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114572019637056538?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114572019637056538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114572019637056538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114572019637056538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114572019637056538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/04/firewall.html' title='Firewall'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114568717261457549</id><published>2006-04-22T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T15:45:44.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BrokeBack Mountian</title><content type='html'>I miss you so much that its hurts sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114568717261457549?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114568717261457549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114568717261457549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114568717261457549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114568717261457549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/04/brokeback-mountian.html' title='BrokeBack Mountian'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114563774770008085</id><published>2006-04-22T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T00:42:27.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeless guy returns 900$</title><content type='html'>A homeless guy who found 900$ while searching through a pile of rubbish returns it to the owner. You can read the article at the later part of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy has such a good heart. Even though he is homeless, he still return the lost money to the rightful owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I showed this article to a friend of mine and asked "What are the possibilities of a singaporean who will return 900$ if they found it. Be it homeless or rich or poor." She said: "Maybe 0.01%"&lt;br /&gt;We both laughed and agree to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted someone from Sleepywood.net forum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The rich would never return money in a situation like that, however, more often than not a low/middle class person would return it. The irony of life." - Passive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://apnews.myway.com/article/20060417/D8H1VOIG5.html"&gt;http://apnews.myway.com/article/20060417/D8H1VOIG5.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114563774770008085?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114563774770008085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114563774770008085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114563774770008085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114563774770008085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/04/homeless-guy-returns-900.html' title='Homeless guy returns 900$'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114563414726344218</id><published>2006-04-21T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T23:42:27.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Hype about gays.</title><content type='html'>Well, many have talked about colin and Kero. I wont post their blog address. If you want to know just go look for it. Well it so sad that people had flooded their tags with anti-gay comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those homophobic, take a GOOD, and I mean DAMN good look at this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ScsSOYE37kQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ScsSOYE37kQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this were to happen in the real world, I wonder what will happen to all those straight people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also there are more stuff for you to worry instead of gay people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIDS != Gay people only. Straight people do have it. Key to this is to have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAFE SEX. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if we say so much, Homophobic people will always be their ways unless they are treated the way that we are treated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114563414726344218?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114563414726344218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114563414726344218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114563414726344218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114563414726344218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/04/recent-hype-about-gays.html' title='Recent Hype about gays.'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114563267930895660</id><published>2006-04-21T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T15:45:56.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One sided?</title><content type='html'>It feels like one sided love. Hurts hurts...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114563267930895660?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114563267930895660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114563267930895660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114563267930895660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114563267930895660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-sided.html' title='One sided?'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114563104129526187</id><published>2006-04-21T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T22:57:10.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TagBoard</title><content type='html'>The tagboard is up now. Im suprise at myself that I got it up and fixed for around 10mins. usually tagboard give me alot of problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pat on the back* Its an accomplishment to Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time is weird. I don't know how to change the time. I will go explore awhile and hope I manage to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Done... Fixed the time. Oh well I guess this is it. Will update later again when I think of something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114563104129526187?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114563104129526187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114563104129526187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114563104129526187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114563104129526187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/04/tagboard.html' title='TagBoard'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114561355368051482</id><published>2006-04-21T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T22:14:17.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My SoundClicks.</title><content type='html'>Since I have nothing much to do recently, I decided to record some singing of mine. Actually it started when I joined the Crossover forum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have a section "Musical Rendition" So I decided to give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is: &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/bands/pagemusic.cfm?bandID=522898"&gt;http://www.soundclick.com/bands/pagemusic.cfm?bandID=522898&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114561355368051482?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114561355368051482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114561355368051482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114561355368051482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114561355368051482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-soundclicks.html' title='My SoundClicks.'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114560740749418109</id><published>2006-04-21T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T00:33:01.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A question to think about for every gay guys.</title><content type='html'>A question I came across...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why is it so easy for two guys to have sex but so hard for them to be together forever?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are exception. Well I'll leave this posted. It has been sitting in one of my older blogs under draft for sometime. So i just shifted it over to this new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll give my view on this tomorrow or maybe sunday. See when I have the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114560740749418109?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114560740749418109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114560740749418109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114560740749418109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114560740749418109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/04/question-to-think-about-for-every-gay.html' title='A question to think about for every gay guys.'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114560709190166591</id><published>2006-04-21T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T22:48:55.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take the lead</title><content type='html'>"If you like dancing, then you are born to do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was quoted from the movie. It is a very nice nice movie. I felt so happy and was smiling when I watch the show towards the ending. Maybe because I can somewhat relate to them? But it is really a very nice show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel's rating: 5/5 (I just love this show)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who haven't watched it please do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114560709190166591?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114560709190166591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114560709190166591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114560709190166591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114560709190166591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/04/take-lead.html' title='Take the lead'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26633920.post-114559321944995192</id><published>2006-04-21T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T16:02:00.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An apple - Not orange.</title><content type='html'>Upload this new skin I just made. Took about 3 hours to do... Simple yet nice. To me its nice since I did it. If you have nothing better to say then I suggest you go turn to something soild, preferbably a wall and walk straight into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok TagBoard is not up yet. Will get it up sometime soon. Just created this because I need some place to write everything. I don't wanna revert to my old writing of foolscape papers &gt;_&lt; Because I wrote fully 3 pieces which equates 6 full pages but its gone now. At least, I still can keep my blogging post unless Bloggers server crash. Well if it crashes then I guess they will suffer tons of complains =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update later again. This first post is just a testing post. Wanna see its alignment only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the past 2weeks stuff to add in. And some other stuff. So will have multiple entires today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask why Not an apple. I wanted "A pink apple" But lol too lazy to change the apple color to pink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26633920-114559321944995192?l=not-an-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/114559321944995192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26633920&amp;postID=114559321944995192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114559321944995192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26633920/posts/default/114559321944995192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-an-apple.blogspot.com/2006/04/apple-not-orange.html' title='An apple - Not orange.'/><author><name>Evean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706093644658342121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
