<?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-4650891587870065074</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:27:59.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SaintDerek</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-6781715693158243144</id><published>2011-08-22T02:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T03:12:47.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not i dreamt of you. the dream was so real that i felt your hands holding on to mine. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i decided to text you and it was after plucking my courage to tell you how much i miss you. but before i even manage to tell you, you are there telling me how sad you are over "k" . even more than joyce whom is another girl who i know you really loved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right here im thinking, what about me? was i ever in your life before? i guess no. after this convo we have, i've got my answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my heart aches and i do not know how am i able to let out this overwhelming emotions. why is this so? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the person that im talking about is you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe im just being dumb and silly to choose this tougher way out. i chose to listen to all the heartfelt words of how much u love her, miss her and dying to marry her. every words of your's pierced through my heart. i cried while trying to be sympathetic and to accompany you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes. this cruel and harshest way will work. at least a new way to try to get rid of you forever in my heart. its tiring to love you on a one sided basis for 11mths. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and not to forget, happy 11mths after we went seperate ways. today is the exact 11mths. and hopefully, it will stop counting on soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont want to love you anymore. i dont want to miss you anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-6781715693158243144?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/6781715693158243144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-8030742360815142017</id><published>2011-08-21T02:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T02:31:06.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yvette's back.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sitting at starbucks talking to her about why we broke up really make my heart aches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss you so much bee! really. heart never fail to ache when i talk about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-8030742360815142017?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-1022035140135715049</id><published>2011-08-13T07:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T08:02:28.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you sure nowadays ladies see your resumes before being together with you? its most girls out there, or just that special new girl of your's? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'where's the working hard tgt for a better future'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg, this is all so and familiar. it seems that when you wrote this 2 status, you totally forgot about me- the girl whom you told her that you are so grateful for her to go through every single thing with you when you were at your lowest point of your life and you know no one can ever do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so are you trying to tell the world you didnt have any ex-girlfiend who did all those for you and didnt judge you financially but only accepted u cause she love u as a whole?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-1022035140135715049?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/1022035140135715049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=1022035140135715049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/1022035140135715049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/1022035140135715049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-sure-nowadays-ladies-see-your.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-183865136102423667</id><published>2011-08-10T03:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T03:44:52.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today at compass i thought i saw someone who looks like you. i was shock and my heart was pumping so fast that i couldnt breathe.&lt;div&gt;i realize how deeply i have always been missing you. its really really deep like as tho we are still together and its just that you are not beside me. how silly am i to actually describe it that way, haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway i am really thankful for the existence of this abandoned blog for to write all my feelings in, and also for the fact that you have not read a single thing thats written on this space even till now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing has changed in missing you even after close to 11months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-183865136102423667?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/183865136102423667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-4103070415987858254</id><published>2011-07-25T02:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T02:32:55.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how are you doing right now? taking good care of your own health now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just wondering have you return to this space and read all these post i have been posted within this 10 months. how will you feel or what will you do if ever you get to read all this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i've finally moved on from this r/s. however my definition of moving on is just about accepting the fact that we are no longer together and we are off onto a different road now. still, i miss you. and the one man in my heart presently is still you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i have mention accepting the facts, i know you will never be back again and i wont carry any hopes that you will be back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still hoping the best for you. even tho it is true i wish i can love you as before and be the special girl in your life, i sincerely hope that you can find a girl who loves you wholeheartedly and be with you till the end of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you will be the handsome bridegroom that i have always know you would be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love€,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-4103070415987858254?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-6605032603626940322</id><published>2011-07-04T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T21:00:19.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you remember my birthday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-6605032603626940322?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/6605032603626940322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=6605032603626940322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/6605032603626940322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/6605032603626940322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/07/do-you-remember-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-5312082382637237462</id><published>2011-06-06T16:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T16:49:40.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ya, i love her. she taught me alot , even don can see the change in me. ya i kissed her, it all happened on my bday. it was unplanned. we got closer on that day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just how cruel can you be. bt the good thing is that i didnt shed a single tear upon hearing all this shit from you! it might be chaotic for me if i were to hear it a few mths back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just when i was so upset during the days nearing your bday, you were happily w her. and now u can tell me hw happy you were w her and hw everything actually happened! i do not need to know so much u know? do you know hw disgusted i was to know of your cheap love w her! i really felt really disgusted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u know she changed you. then didnt i?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since she's your saint. since she's your angel. listen carefully ya, this is promise i am giving to you. from that day when you told me she have changed u so much, i will never care abt a single thing abt u anymore. you and i would never be we anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and listen carefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate you not cause u love her but all the cruel shit u have done to me within this 9mths!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-5312082382637237462?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/5312082382637237462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=5312082382637237462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5312082382637237462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5312082382637237462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/06/ya-i-love-her.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-7499617519694587802</id><published>2011-06-02T04:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T04:42:00.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was so happy when we talked and laughed on the phone. but good things didnt last. after settling your line issue, you disappeared once again. you got on w your own life and i got on w mine. can you just come back and stay? can you not leave? you and me only exist w phone line, or when you need my help? you know i will never leave you alone bt u are always leaving me alone. should i continue helping u whenever u need help? and seeing you leave after getting what you wanted?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-7499617519694587802?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/7499617519694587802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=7499617519694587802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/7499617519694587802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/7499617519694587802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-was-so-happy-when-we-talked-and.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-1427408752109867433</id><published>2011-05-17T04:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T04:34:30.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why?&lt;div&gt;i am not yet over you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-1427408752109867433?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/1427408752109867433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=1427408752109867433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/1427408752109867433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/1427408752109867433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/05/why-i-am-not-yet-over-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-5236293042245474571</id><published>2011-05-16T18:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T18:09:35.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>' today my mom said something that struck my heart. she said: " must be able to take it if a relationship fail. if can't take it, better don't fall into it. after all, u will be the one suffering.. na de qi, yi ding yao fang de xia.. " was quite amaze by it!! haha.. '&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is so true. and this is the explanation why there isnt any changes to my heart yet. i would rather feel heartbroken over you than to have a new person coming into my life again and falling again like a repetition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-5236293042245474571?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/5236293042245474571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=5236293042245474571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5236293042245474571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5236293042245474571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/05/today-my-mom-said-something-that-struck.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-2623542585087957090</id><published>2011-05-10T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T01:19:26.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>isnt this suppose to what was in your mind all along? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are going to fall in love with me, it’s only fair that you know what you are falling in love with. You are falling in love with my insecurities, and my obsession with trying to figure out what everyone thinks of me. You are falling in love with my immaturity, my constant need to feel loved and appreciated, and my overactive tear ducts. You are falling in love with my past, my hopes and dreams, and how I’m a hopeless romantic at heart. If you fall in love with me, you fall in love with all my flaws and imperfections. But if you fall in love with me, you’ll also love the way my eyes dance when I’m with you and the way my head fits so perfectly into the groove on your shoulder. You’ll fall in love with the occasionally humorous and thought-provoking things that I say, and the way I blush when people ask me about you. You’ll also fall in love with how I give the best of myself to you without any reservations. I hope that’s enough for you, I really do.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-2623542585087957090?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/2623542585087957090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=2623542585087957090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2623542585087957090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2623542585087957090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/05/isnt-this-suppose-to-what-was-in-your.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-4191845622246826382</id><published>2011-05-08T07:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T07:11:25.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>7 months have just past a few days ago, and i have seen so much outside throughout this period of time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my lifestyle had changed, my hairstyle have changed, my weight have changed, new groups of friends, tried different jobs. what about you? still the same or have some little change? my character changed as well. becoming more naive, becoming more honest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much have changed that made me see alot and cross-reflected to the quarrels we had in the past. when we just broke up, what i see is all your fault but till now, i have figured out more things which i wished i had figured out in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and after all the cross-reflecting, i realise something which did not change a single bit. i still love and miss you like always. i texted you a casual msg to remind you to take care of your health etc but the reply i received was yea, casual as well. so i told myself ' chances of even rekindling our love is kinda hard '. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wouldnt say i would wait still. i will just keep moving on like how i have been doing. when its time, my feelings will eventually fade off. or even if we are fated to be tgt again, we will meet again in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hang on my dearest boy, your difficult times in life will soon be over as long as you work really hard step by step. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-4191845622246826382?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/4191845622246826382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=4191845622246826382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4191845622246826382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4191845622246826382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/05/7-months-have-just-past-few-days-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-9156126821800221619</id><published>2011-05-05T03:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T03:23:51.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what happened to you? why did you lose so much weight? havent you eat enough like how you used to?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please remember to take care of yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;remember lesser fan plus air -con together please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and just now i have a sudden urge to text you. i miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do you feel the same too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-9156126821800221619?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/9156126821800221619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=9156126821800221619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/9156126821800221619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/9156126821800221619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-happened-to-you-why-did-you-lose.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-4547053770100214725</id><published>2011-03-31T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T23:06:02.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1 year ago, i was very sick and you were there taking good care of me making sure i will recover by the time we go thailand. a year later, i am down with a fever of 38.9 degree celsius for 3 days and i got to juggle it all on my own. and at this time, you are taking care of another girl - a new love of your's. glad to see how meticulous you are to even cook barley for her. she's really fortunate to even get to taste your homemade barley. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 years ago, i remember cutting your bday cake tgt with your relatives, family and our friends. 1 year ago, we were cutting your bday cake humbly downstairs my house. and this year, someone will take over me in your life, your heart in doing all this and cutting cake with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this will be my last post for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy birthday to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy birthday to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy birthday to jiang ah bee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy birthday to you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby happy birthday * muacks *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wishing you all the best for you and k*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;based on being the chosen one, i believed she will be a good gf and a future wife of your's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye jiang ah bee. bye to everything which we once had. i wont be waiting for you anymore. i will too go find my mr right.6 mths is enough to prove that our fate has already ended and this is definitely my greatest regret in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last but not least, my love for you has never decreased a single bit. but for now till then, i am scattering my love for you into the sea and let it just float away and not come back anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-4547053770100214725?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/4547053770100214725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=4547053770100214725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4547053770100214725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4547053770100214725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/03/1-year-ago-i-was-very-sick-and-you-were.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-4452319123897218870</id><published>2011-03-15T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T00:03:14.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was worrying and thinking too much. you might already have a wonderful birthday coming your way.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-4452319123897218870?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-8161213771310734942</id><published>2011-03-14T02:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T02:35:22.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About six months</title><content type='html'>how have you during this period of time? still okay?, sincerely hope you are.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me? still struggling even till now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the past few 2 years, i would be busying preparing for your birthday. march has always been the busiest day of my year. but now, is anyone busying for you? racking their brains really hard to make you the happiest boy on earth on your birthday?ordering your fave black forest from pine gardens is what i intended to do. but i dont wish to spoil your bday as you once told me that you are now better off being single. dont wish to remind you of your nightmare on your bday - the day which i never failed to make you happy and feeling fortunate to be in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is really scary for me, everything rushed its way to me. its too much for me to handle, i see your shadows everywhere i go - thought about everything, from the sweetest time to disastrous time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sat outside macdonald's and the image of how i used to wait there for you to end work came to me. guess the happiest time of mine was being able to sit there to wait for you to finish work almost everyday? and also buying your chosen choice of ice cream and apple pie. then i went in to see the image of you sitting beside me with my laptop and your ice cream while i am studying for my exams. and then our image of walking and talking rubbish on our way home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to blk 237 7/11 where the images of how angry you were with me and i was hiding at one corner. then the whole journey of running away, hiding and dragging things go onm. and how i received a text to go back together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i immediately wanted to slap myself hard, to wake up from the most awful dream i have been living in for the past 6 mths. why did we stop there? why did we fail at that point of time? why didnt we made it through? were we too weak as a couple to make it through?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did you miss me? are you still missing me? am i still haunting your life like how you are doing to me? will we ever meet again with u telling me ' baby, i am here to bring you back.. to take you with me ' ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really wish to hear something. something which you used to tell me to make me less afraid ' baby, dont fall. i am your pillar of strength and i am here for you '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby, will u?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-8161213771310734942?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/8161213771310734942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=8161213771310734942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/8161213771310734942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/8161213771310734942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/03/about-six-months.html' title='About six months'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-5870470525869363909</id><published>2011-03-03T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T23:52:47.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;当所有的事情结束后，画面和疑问才会变得十分清楚。当你后悔时，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;所有的一切已经太迟了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-5870470525869363909?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/5870470525869363909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=5870470525869363909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5870470525869363909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5870470525869363909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-4171514129417405753</id><published>2011-02-15T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T16:32:09.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="line odd"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy:&lt;/strong&gt; I broke up with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line even"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His Best Friend:&lt;/strong&gt; What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line odd"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy:&lt;/strong&gt; She’s just too much for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line even"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His Best Friend:&lt;/strong&gt; What makes you say that? What did she do wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line odd"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy:&lt;/strong&gt; Well, for one.. She only cared about her appearance. Always had to look good, always took forever to get dressed! So insecure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line even"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His Best Friend:&lt;/strong&gt; So, you broke her heart because she wanted to keep your eyes locked on her? She wanted you to see that you have the prettiest girl under your sleeve and not think otherwise? I see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line odd"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh.. Well.. She’d often call me or text me asking where I am, who I’m with, telling me not to smoke, not to drink. She’s so clingy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line even"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His Best Friend:&lt;/strong&gt; So, you broke her heart because she cares about your well being? Because she cares about you a lot? And her greatest fear is losing you. I see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line odd"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy:&lt;/strong&gt; But.. Uhh.. Well, she’d always cry when I say something slightly mean. She can’t handle anything. She’s a crybaby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line even"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His Best Friend:&lt;/strong&gt; So, you broke her heart because she has feelings? And because she just wanted to hear you say you love her? I see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line odd"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy:&lt;/strong&gt; I.. Well! You know, she’d get jealous easily. I could barely talk to other girls! She’s so annoying! I had to hide it from her so she wouldn’t bitch about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line even"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His Best Friend:&lt;/strong&gt; So, you broke her heart because she just wanted you to commit to her? She thought you were faithful, but you lied so she could find out later and hurt even more? She just wanted the guy she loves the most to love only her. I see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line odd"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy:&lt;/strong&gt; Well, she..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line even"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His Best Friend:&lt;/strong&gt; You broke up with her because she’s good for you? She just wanted the best for you? She’s broken now because you were selfish. Are you proud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line odd"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy:&lt;/strong&gt; I broke her heart.. Because I couldn’t see what was happening.. What happened to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His Best Friend:&lt;/strong&gt; You lost the girl that loved you like no one else could. You see? You didn’t want her when all she ever wanted was you. THAT’S what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-4171514129417405753?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/4171514129417405753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=4171514129417405753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4171514129417405753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4171514129417405753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/02/boy-i-broke-up-with-her.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-7543154853508263485</id><published>2011-02-09T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T00:53:11.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chanced upon this&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To my best boyfriend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE you super deep deeep deeeeeeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a nice dimple, smile, vocal, brown eyes &amp;amp; tongue piercing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna love you more than I can since the day we got together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should try staying over at my place (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I will wish to retire and go for a world tour together with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You + me = happiness, laughters, sweet sweet love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you now I'd still hug and kiss you like how I usually do (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would build a invisible castle just for you. ( no disturbance, just you and me )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could sing you any song it would be 1,2,3. ( 1 thing 2 do 3 words 4 you~ I love u )&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We could whisper sweet nothings to each other under the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Jiang Ah bee, Tay Yu Ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S.I have alr blog this as my entry even before you wrote on my wall, dumb dumb! haha )&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**** i can still remember how perfect we were in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-7543154853508263485?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/7543154853508263485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=7543154853508263485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/7543154853508263485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/7543154853508263485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/02/chanced-upon-this-to-my-best-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-2804134993961859119</id><published>2011-02-07T05:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T05:39:51.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today all my relative asked about you. the first one asked, immediately tears welled up in my eyes! why did we even break up? its all my fault. baby, why did you let me go? didnt we agree to hold on to each other? why did you let go? you should be coming the 3rd new year tgt w me. even till now i still cant forget you. have you forgotten me yet? pls dont okay? cause you are still at the special place in my heart. you know baby?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-2804134993961859119?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/2804134993961859119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=2804134993961859119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2804134993961859119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2804134993961859119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/02/today-all-my-relative-asked-about-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-2986265297688191950</id><published>2011-02-04T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T19:29:54.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baby, i am down with gastric flu. vomited 4 times yesterday and twice today. baby, i feel very xinku. missed having someone here to take care of me. i should have appreciated you more in the past! baby, will you come back?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" bee, you must hurry recover okay? then we can go out soon already! my heart aches when i see you feeling so xinku. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do you remember this sms u used to send me in the past? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss you, really alot alot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-2986265297688191950?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/2986265297688191950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=2986265297688191950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2986265297688191950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2986265297688191950'/><link 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href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/7395732548051555070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=7395732548051555070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/7395732548051555070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/7395732548051555070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-chinese-new-year-and-hope-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-6939313574503770831</id><published>2011-02-02T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T03:39:25.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg! i just won $80 from ban luck just now! &lt;div&gt;guess you are winning tooooooo??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is like a space where i can just speak my mind because virtual world, there's no restrictions. at least blog stays as a blog and i dont have to feel rejected like how i do in the reality! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy chinese new year baby! and hope you have enjoyed your reunion dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-6939313574503770831?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/6939313574503770831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=6939313574503770831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/6939313574503770831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/6939313574503770831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/02/omg-i-just-won-80-from-ban-luck-just.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-2849059306389450235</id><published>2011-02-01T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T22:51:13.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just heard a song and i almost burst out in tears in town.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" i miss you like crazy, even more than i can sayyyyyyyy "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still can remember that day when i saw you, i was kinda surprise to see the unhappy you. you have lost the smile when you were with me. am i still the reason for your happiness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-2849059306389450235?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/2849059306389450235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=2849059306389450235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2849059306389450235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2849059306389450235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-just-heard-song-and-i-almost-burst.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-2924378742220277414</id><published>2011-01-31T08:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T08:05:46.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;are you feeling better from your illness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have slept for 12 hours straight due to my bad cough. the medication is like shit cause it doesnt help, make it worst now and also cost me $44!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss you still, really! missing how we used to take care of each when we were sick in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but for you, you prefer being alone right now as u believe we are better off each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-2924378742220277414?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/2924378742220277414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=2924378742220277414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2924378742220277414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2924378742220277414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/01/are-you-feeling-better-from-your.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-2799373250636001076</id><published>2011-01-29T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T22:03:13.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on a rainy day like today, i ended school at 9plus pm. heavy downpour, the sound of water dropping on the ground..&lt;div&gt;i am reminiscing the old times when we both cuddle together on you bed while waiting for the rain to stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do you miss me as much too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-2799373250636001076?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/2799373250636001076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=2799373250636001076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2799373250636001076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2799373250636001076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-rainy-day-like-today-i-ended-school.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-7249372858873653046</id><published>2011-01-29T04:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T04:40:27.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seriously i am not a self delusioned good angel and a good partner.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know that being paranoid and possesive is my fault. i know it all. i know breaking up at that moment was wrong. but it was all an outburst, not because of your friend. i just need you to give me a chance for me to show you everything which i know i need to improve on. all this is not cause you have said before but it after all reflections.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it takes two hands to clap and we should solve this together. today you seriously dont look happy at all. you have yet to forget everything ya? just come back will you? i can heal everything. really..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if ever one day you wish to come back, just text me. cause i dont think my heart will ever be replaced by anyone so easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-7249372858873653046?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/7249372858873653046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=7249372858873653046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/7249372858873653046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/7249372858873653046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/01/seriously-i-am-not-self-delusioned-good.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-4563166991499475296</id><published>2011-01-29T03:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T03:54:36.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>even today i met you to get the ownership transferred by in the end it wasnt successful? is it a message to us that we should not end all contacts?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today when i met you, i immediately became softhearted. i thought i could be harsh and cruel to leave completely but i cant. " just forget everything " , " you are the only angel, good girlfriend and everything is my fault " .. no matter what kind of harsh words you have told me cant push me away. seriously.. why am i so silly to not go away even till now? i know i am harsh to you in my words too but.. it hurts me as well to scold someone whom i love wholeheartedly too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right now the radio is playing the song " lucky "  , the song which you love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love you still. nothing have even change.. when i caught 11:11 that day, i make a wish. made a wish for you to come back. even till today when i talk to you, i was still telling you to take good care of yourself and not to do things rashly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know i am irritating, i know you want me to move on. this is not because i am stubborn. this is because i love you too much to move on. how to move on when i remember you writing you will marry me on kiefer's writing board? how to move on when we plan our future together before? how to move on when i threw away my life to take care of your's before. do you know the amount of love i have for you when i can care for your life more than mine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is the board still at your place? do you still watch the montage i did for you? do you crave for those things i bake for you before?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lastly, do you still love me? can you pls take me back??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-4563166991499475296?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/4563166991499475296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=4563166991499475296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4563166991499475296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4563166991499475296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/01/even-today-i-met-you-to-get-ownership.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-2284813682174816603</id><published>2011-01-17T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T04:44:45.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how I wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;flashbacks of the times you slept over at my place, holding my hands when sleeping and kissing my forehead before saying good night. i miss you. the flashbacks are so real till i feel as though you are holding my hands right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;when i know that you were caught in a midst of tough decision, how i wish i was there to accompany you through it. yesterday i texted you, wanted to talk and to be there for you like how i used to be. but in the end, i didn't talk to you at all about it.i do not know where should i start and how should i talk. talk to you as a friend or talk to you as your ex? i know how far you can go for a friend and i have seen it all. it isnt about expectations anymore. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know whatever which you 've written on fb was to tell me about it but seriously, i know you too well and i know those are all the thoughts on your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am worried for you and really gotten so use to worrying every single thing about you. still hoping the best for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am i silly ? lol. i guess thats still me? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-2284813682174816603?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/2284813682174816603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=2284813682174816603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2284813682174816603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2284813682174816603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/01/how-i-wish.html' title='how I wish'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-979321405196880532</id><published>2011-01-13T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T00:41:29.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://youme-them.blogspot.com/2010/08/solemnization-highlight-finally.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-979321405196880532?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/979321405196880532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=979321405196880532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/979321405196880532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/979321405196880532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/01/httpyoume-them.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-9042309021154832574</id><published>2011-01-10T04:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T04:41:31.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do i still love you so much like before?? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do you know that i really love you wholeheartedly? isnt true love everything in a relationship and could overcome all problems? even if i know you have moved on and is feeling happier without me, why do i still love you so much? everything stays the same - totally no interest in anyone who wanted to get near me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am i so huge as a burden to occupy such a big space in your world? then why is there no space in your world for me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am stupid. but being stupid for someone i love is what i dont mind to be doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;freedom, space.. i know thats what you want. but why is there no chance for me? dreaming of you almost every night is what happened. why are you even haunting me in my dream? how i wish i can move on as easily as you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is it that easy for you? do you still think of me? have you miss me yet? isit really happier for you to move on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-9042309021154832574?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/9042309021154832574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=9042309021154832574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/9042309021154832574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/9042309021154832574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2011/01/why-do-i-still-love-you-so-much-like.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-4058226545285167726</id><published>2010-12-29T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T22:47:52.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 2nd anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;Still loving you as much as ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-4058226545285167726?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/4058226545285167726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=4058226545285167726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4058226545285167726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4058226545285167726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-2nd-anniversary.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-1691883897925500942</id><published>2010-01-19T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T23:12:28.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3rd day already.. didn't noe time passes so fast. just a thought of something: '&lt;strong&gt; when time is nearing, u will tend to think back of the past&lt;/strong&gt; '.. is it really the time? y am i thinking of the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i not the gd bf to u? Am i not gd enough for u? Did i really change? Or are u the 1 that is changing? Have i been taken for granted? Or i took u for granted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y is it someone can tell u that u have change into another person. But did that person ever think of him/herself before saying this? Is it really ur partner is the only 1 that is changing? Or r u changing u urself??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is, I've been told so many times that i've change to another person by this particular someone. That I dont treat her the way i used to treat her a yr back.. Have i not treat u the same like last time or rather treat u the best i could? Or have u change into a person who wants more than wat u used to have in the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't LOVE suppose to be SIMPLE? People tend to forget even the simplest love when they fall deeper into it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For mi, love is very simple. Simple things like spending time together without even have to do anything. And not surely have to go out during the weekends.. Simple love is everyday also weekends right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is so simple that this 1 yr i dont have a exciting life with anyone except u.. And even with ur families. These are wat we do during the weekends right? Go for dinner with parents, shopping with them, wash car with ur dad etc..... I'm not those who ask for more.. Simple things like these can make mi happy and make my day worth well. Most importantly is just to see u and have sometime together. That's all I'm asking for.. Is that too difficult??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-1691883897925500942?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/1691883897925500942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=1691883897925500942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/1691883897925500942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/1691883897925500942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2010/01/3rd-day-already.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-5567725970030933361</id><published>2010-01-18T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T17:01:31.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIVER AND RECEIVER!!!!</title><content type='html'>Its been the 2 day and still counting. I think its quite save to write something here as my blog has been died for so long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that young people don't think before they open their mouths? Saying something bland to their friends or loved ones.. Is that the right way? I've been thinking thur Wat have we gone thru this 1 yr, and the funny thing is I'm thinking whether i should back u up when my friend ask mi y go with such a young girl?? This thought suddenly came floating in my head for the last 2 days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i really understand Wat he (my friend) is talking about. Or rather understand wat he means now. Somehow its really really very hard to maintain a relation with a person who is so many years younger than u. From Wat i can see is that the younger ones in the relationship, be it female or male, the younger one always make things so hard. As in they always talking without much thinking and wanting the older person to filter the sentence.. Right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;strong&gt;Treat you better&lt;/strong&gt; " This is a very simple phrase. but not everyone understand Wat it really mean.. certainly not u.. have i not treat u good?? then y r u telling pp u have such a wonderful bf who "&lt;strong&gt; TREAT U SO GD&lt;/strong&gt; ". Are u just saying for pp to get jealous of u? or u r just saying for fun?? This is the different from a &lt;strong&gt;LADY&lt;/strong&gt; and a&lt;strong&gt; GIRL&lt;/strong&gt;. U can see the differences by how they talk and mean things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For mi, someone said I'm the receiver and i do not care about anything, only know how to receive and not giving.. so here to that person: do i really not care about anything? do i really only receive and give?? am i that really pain in the ass?? do u think u will be better off without mi?? i think its about time to let go of things which u and i keep having a hard time dealing with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now i only can see the end.. there's nothing more i can see.. or maybe i should say u will have a guy better than mi?? likewise for mi..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-5567725970030933361?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/5567725970030933361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=5567725970030933361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5567725970030933361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5567725970030933361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2010/01/giver-and-receiver.html' title='GIVER AND RECEIVER!!!!'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-6476769593126262313</id><published>2009-03-20T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T00:54:36.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OHHHH... Come on...</title><content type='html'>Got a phone call frm someone yesterday.. Talking rubbish things to mi.. So now i just wanna say something back.. My blog r for my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FRIENDS ONLY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. If u r not happy or even not too happy abt my post.. Then jolly well &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUCK OFF &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;frm my blog.. As i said, my blog r for my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. PP who i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DONT BRAND&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; them as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FRIENDS &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;pls &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LEAVE &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its so funny y someone will feel anger or even guilty when that someone didnt even do it.. Right pp?? Common sense right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And y would that someone even come into my blog?? Trying to see whether others r saying ur bad words behind ur back? For mi, if i never did other pp wrong, i wont even scare of wat others say right?? Common sense again right?? haha.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-6476769593126262313?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/6476769593126262313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=6476769593126262313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/6476769593126262313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/6476769593126262313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2009/03/ohhhh-come-on.html' title='OHHHH... Come on...'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-7804998262339249935</id><published>2009-03-05T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T14:10:51.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The really fun outing!! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had alot of fun on Tue.. Went to alot of places which some of them didn't go before.. Wanted to load the pics yesterday, but was too tired so i slept the whole day.. =) Didn't sleep for 2 days lei.. And the day of the outing, i'm the driver who went to pick all of them up and send all of them home.. But i'm cool with it.. And i gotta say, we really had the best time of our lives.. We took alot of pics, but i think i'm going to load some of it only.. Here it goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9psvCik1I/AAAAAAAAAag/vNRKIm1GsG4/s1600-h/IMG_3489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309578702955385682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9psvCik1I/AAAAAAAAAag/vNRKIm1GsG4/s320/IMG_3489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3RD of March.. When all the fun begins.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9psPrTyiI/AAAAAAAAAaY/UEfcXlIiRus/s1600-h/IMG_3499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309578694536448546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9psPrTyiI/AAAAAAAAAaY/UEfcXlIiRus/s320/IMG_3499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The not ready yuting.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9oymMHNdI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/YWJJTxXvjS8/s1600-h/IMG_3501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309577704147203538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9oymMHNdI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/YWJJTxXvjS8/s320/IMG_3501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As usual, Wj..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9oyZRj66I/AAAAAAAAAaI/65pXxT6a0PY/s1600-h/IMG_3505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309577700680395682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9oyZRj66I/AAAAAAAAAaI/65pXxT6a0PY/s320/IMG_3505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9nV9PuVJI/AAAAAAAAAaA/5FR-1eO8M8M/s1600-h/IMG_3507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309576112608531602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9nV9PuVJI/AAAAAAAAAaA/5FR-1eO8M8M/s320/IMG_3507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Whole of us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9nVec0lnI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ccWR7-fRGbo/s1600-h/IMG_3508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309576104341968498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9nVec0lnI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ccWR7-fRGbo/s320/IMG_3508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; US!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9mImJTRjI/AAAAAAAAAZw/69UltuhRYZY/s1600-h/IMG_3511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309574783557649970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9mImJTRjI/AAAAAAAAAZw/69UltuhRYZY/s320/IMG_3511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally i pick all of them up le.. Vincent is here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9mIGtzBeI/AAAAAAAAAZo/2OklUGhft8U/s1600-h/IMG_3512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309574775120791010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9mIGtzBeI/AAAAAAAAAZo/2OklUGhft8U/s320/IMG_3512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Going to a pet farm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9kGpkq_8I/AAAAAAAAAZg/qv_HE1KY5Tc/s1600-h/IMG_3514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309572551094763458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9kGpkq_8I/AAAAAAAAAZg/qv_HE1KY5Tc/s320/IMG_3514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mi and WJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9kGCBqePI/AAAAAAAAAZY/WR-P51fZTwo/s1600-h/IMG_3516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309572540478945522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9kGCBqePI/AAAAAAAAAZY/WR-P51fZTwo/s320/IMG_3516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing games before watching Marley and Me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9fVxme9YI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/alTZED91t6M/s1600-h/IMG_3521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309567313389745538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9fVxme9YI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/alTZED91t6M/s320/IMG_3521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole of us at KTV.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9fVri34tI/AAAAAAAAAZI/11Qql32qC1c/s1600-h/IMG_3528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309567311763989202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9fVri34tI/AAAAAAAAAZI/11Qql32qC1c/s320/IMG_3528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vincent and mi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9c0zbAeJI/AAAAAAAAAZA/sOHtw6Oov0A/s1600-h/IMG_3529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309564547919542418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9c0zbAeJI/AAAAAAAAAZA/sOHtw6Oov0A/s320/IMG_3529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JY and mi.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9c0t3Q47I/AAAAAAAAAY4/aet62EW54S4/s1600-h/IMG_3530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309564546427446194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9c0t3Q47I/AAAAAAAAAY4/aet62EW54S4/s320/IMG_3530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wj and mi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9b0IF6GGI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Qd_seQzygyA/s1600-h/IMG_3532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309563436776691810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9b0IF6GGI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Qd_seQzygyA/s320/IMG_3532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daniel and mi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9bziRhb1I/AAAAAAAAAYo/0aWyyStyGB4/s1600-h/IMG_3533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309563426624859986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9bziRhb1I/AAAAAAAAAYo/0aWyyStyGB4/s320/IMG_3533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guys again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9ZcRzqi1I/AAAAAAAAAYg/EOzELxfcQJg/s1600-h/IMG_3545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309560828044413778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9ZcRzqi1I/AAAAAAAAAYg/EOzELxfcQJg/s320/IMG_3545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9Zb12RyCI/AAAAAAAAAYY/_-12mtv3pvw/s1600-h/IMG_3548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309560820539181090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9Zb12RyCI/AAAAAAAAAYY/_-12mtv3pvw/s320/IMG_3548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And again!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9XJqZ_gII/AAAAAAAAAYQ/zoXsKg4brcs/s1600-h/IMG_3551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309558309206851714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9XJqZ_gII/AAAAAAAAAYQ/zoXsKg4brcs/s320/IMG_3551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;US!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9XJcLqb2I/AAAAAAAAAYI/d_B4p3fLQRk/s1600-h/IMG_3562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309558305388654434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9XJcLqb2I/AAAAAAAAAYI/d_B4p3fLQRk/s320/IMG_3562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We're at BEN N JERRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9VucIEtsI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Z9NgiJ2-PMY/s1600-h/IMG_3557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309556742005503682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9VucIEtsI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Z9NgiJ2-PMY/s320/IMG_3557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waffle Ice Cream &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9VuAGxkMI/AAAAAAAAAX4/dIw4g9H3m0A/s1600-h/IMG_3563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309556734483861698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9VuAGxkMI/AAAAAAAAAX4/dIw4g9H3m0A/s320/IMG_3563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ICE CREAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9UJ768dAI/AAAAAAAAAXw/VlwJ4zU6OsU/s1600-h/IMG_3567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309555015373583362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9UJ768dAI/AAAAAAAAAXw/VlwJ4zU6OsU/s320/IMG_3567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at his blissful face!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9Scmyn6nI/AAAAAAAAAXg/qnkJUbVYgVI/s1600-h/IMG_3570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309553137095797362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9Scmyn6nI/AAAAAAAAAXg/qnkJUbVYgVI/s320/IMG_3570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we all just reach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9ScSOqHLI/AAAAAAAAAXY/kzlgeeisjSw/s1600-h/IMG_3571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309553131576237234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9ScSOqHLI/AAAAAAAAAXY/kzlgeeisjSw/s320/IMG_3571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daniel with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9QtyxwGDI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/H2pkVjQlX4M/s1600-h/IMG_3573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309551233347885106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9QtyxwGDI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/H2pkVjQlX4M/s320/IMG_3573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another Mighty 4!!! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9Qtusn6II/AAAAAAAAAXI/ClwGiIJ9bcI/s1600-h/IMG_3576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309551232252635266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9Qtusn6II/AAAAAAAAAXI/ClwGiIJ9bcI/s320/IMG_3576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WJ, Daniel and mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9PaFDRHAI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ifug6D4jE9Q/s1600-h/IMG_3577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309549795144178690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9PaFDRHAI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ifug6D4jE9Q/s320/IMG_3577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mi, JY and Vincent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9PZpX7kZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/DnjlUQeiVsA/s1600-h/IMG_3611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309549787714654610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9PZpX7kZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/DnjlUQeiVsA/s320/IMG_3611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our seesha.. Green apple + Rose.. NICE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9LwpPt3AI/AAAAAAAAAWo/mDnNENvTRjM/s1600-h/IMG_3617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309545784770681858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9LwpPt3AI/AAAAAAAAAWo/mDnNENvTRjM/s320/IMG_3617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WHERE"S MY FOOD??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9LwauCvlI/AAAAAAAAAWg/WnZpMqLYe3g/s1600-h/IMG_3627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309545780871347794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9LwauCvlI/AAAAAAAAAWg/WnZpMqLYe3g/s320/IMG_3627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What we had at seesha.. nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9I8N2aU_I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/wBYbW-rJDiI/s1600-h/IMG_3636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309542685040333810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9I8N2aU_I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/wBYbW-rJDiI/s320/IMG_3636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fire breathing dragon.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9I7rOd1CI/AAAAAAAAAWI/s5zo469Jqys/s1600-h/IMG_3641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309542675745985570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9I7rOd1CI/AAAAAAAAAWI/s5zo469Jqys/s320/IMG_3641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Making O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9HibM35sI/AAAAAAAAAWA/FTTnvrBVi7U/s1600-h/IMG_3647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309541142435980994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9HibM35sI/AAAAAAAAAWA/FTTnvrBVi7U/s320/IMG_3647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Snap while smoking seesha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9HiF5LNBI/AAAAAAAAAV4/36vNkHTT9ro/s1600-h/IMG_3650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309541136716215314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9HiF5LNBI/AAAAAAAAAV4/36vNkHTT9ro/s320/IMG_3650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JY, Vincent, Yuting and mi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9GHb-kF-I/AAAAAAAAAVw/VDR1bR-z1Q0/s1600-h/IMG_3653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309539579276302306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9GHb-kF-I/AAAAAAAAAVw/VDR1bR-z1Q0/s320/IMG_3653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another snap by JY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9GHJWxUAI/AAAAAAAAAVo/xtNylAbpXRo/s1600-h/IMG_3656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309539574277558274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9GHJWxUAI/AAAAAAAAAVo/xtNylAbpXRo/s320/IMG_3656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Snap shot by JY &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9E7cb8idI/AAAAAAAAAVg/SBmVZlA1EHI/s1600-h/IMG_3663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309538273729481170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9E7cb8idI/AAAAAAAAAVg/SBmVZlA1EHI/s320/IMG_3663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My first catch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9E65q4g6I/AAAAAAAAAVY/bFLR3AxD2l0/s1600-h/IMG_3664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309538264396891042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9E65q4g6I/AAAAAAAAAVY/bFLR3AxD2l0/s320/IMG_3664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wj and mi again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9D0BJoI-I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/OuGRwV9YEEM/s1600-h/IMG_3665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309537046634177506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9D0BJoI-I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/OuGRwV9YEEM/s320/IMG_3665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wj and mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9Dzh0WcKI/AAAAAAAAAVI/wp39sYbD_so/s1600-h/IMG_3667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309537038223437986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9Dzh0WcKI/AAAAAAAAAVI/wp39sYbD_so/s320/IMG_3667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vincent and mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9ABFGLqII/AAAAAAAAAUw/JC9j43YeXKI/s1600-h/IMG_3668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309532872985258114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9ABFGLqII/AAAAAAAAAUw/JC9j43YeXKI/s320/IMG_3668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wj and mi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9AA2frryI/AAAAAAAAAUo/GngjQDSP4yc/s1600-h/IMG_3669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309532869065682722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9AA2frryI/AAAAAAAAAUo/GngjQDSP4yc/s320/IMG_3669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scaring her.. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa8-ix-2yYI/AAAAAAAAAUg/dNv4NcpqlZc/s1600-h/IMG_3671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309531252946553218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa8-ix-2yYI/AAAAAAAAAUg/dNv4NcpqlZc/s320/IMG_3671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby prawning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa8-b_X0koI/AAAAAAAAAUY/MureTdzImjE/s1600-h/IMG_3672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309531136281842306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa8-b_X0koI/AAAAAAAAAUY/MureTdzImjE/s320/IMG_3672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JY prawning &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa88-_ddJzI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1Wt-icU5SOk/s1600-h/IMG_3673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309529538577639218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa88-_ddJzI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1Wt-icU5SOk/s320/IMG_3673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yet another shot of the us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa88-fAqVxI/AAAAAAAAAUI/nm_g2wg_upo/s1600-h/IMG_3676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309529529866934034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa88-fAqVxI/AAAAAAAAAUI/nm_g2wg_upo/s320/IMG_3676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another Shot of the MIGHTY 4!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa875hUsobI/AAAAAAAAAUA/JTNWU4Xcnoo/s1600-h/IMG_3677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309528345076867506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa875hUsobI/AAAAAAAAAUA/JTNWU4Xcnoo/s320/IMG_3677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JY, Daniel, WJ, Mi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa875eoo63I/AAAAAAAAAT4/jsYucuZAXN0/s1600-h/IMG_3679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309528344355203954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa875eoo63I/AAAAAAAAAT4/jsYucuZAXN0/s320/IMG_3679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PRAWN, PRAWN, PRAWN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa86gBrJuNI/AAAAAAAAATw/7kYoHzBfHdU/s1600-h/IMG_3689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309526807572756690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa86gBrJuNI/AAAAAAAAATw/7kYoHzBfHdU/s320/IMG_3689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Better luck at other side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa86fq2h2II/AAAAAAAAATo/wScv_DapOFo/s1600-h/IMG_3693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309526801446459522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa86fq2h2II/AAAAAAAAATo/wScv_DapOFo/s320/IMG_3693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The prawns that we caught&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So thats all.. We had so much fun that day.. Hope we're have this type of day more often.. Faster plan ah.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-7804998262339249935?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/7804998262339249935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=7804998262339249935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/7804998262339249935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/7804998262339249935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2009/03/really-fun-outing.html' title='The really fun outing!! =)'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/Sa9psvCik1I/AAAAAAAAAag/vNRKIm1GsG4/s72-c/IMG_3489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-6469832073901976046</id><published>2009-03-03T04:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T05:49:11.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry girl.. ( baby, its sound familiar doesn't it? ) haha.. WAT THE.. haha....</title><content type='html'>Whenever I feel so alone, you're here to accompany me.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm crying, you're here to hug me.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm in the dark, you're here to walk me out.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm feeling weak, you're here to make me strong.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I need a pair of listening ears, you're here to listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I need someone to talk to, you're here to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm feeling happy, you're here to share my joy with me.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I've done something to make you proud, you're here to reward me.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I've met with obstacles, you're here to help me thru.&lt;br /&gt;Just when I need someone to be here for/with me, you're always here for/with me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful to have you, my dearest girl in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I'm really sorry. I noe my attitude sucks badly. Even until today, it sucks like hell. I dun mean it, really. :( You dun blame me for my lousy attitude at all. I'm feeling so bad, really bad. I've alr come to my senses. Wei Jie has alr knocked some senses into me which made me woke up. I noe I can stop myself frm having attitude problem. But I chose not to stop. ): I'm taking things for granted, I noe. :'( I feel super shitty. If not I wouldn't have cried while telling Wei Jie abt me showing you attitude alr. Girl, thanks so much for listening to my explanation. Thanks so much for understanding. You're someone who I'll nvr wan to lose in my life. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does this look sound familiar to u?? Haha... I got it frm someone who dont deserve who care and concern. someone who should be name hypocrite. I think its spell like that.. Nvm la.. As long as u all noe wat i'm saying can le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm just wondering did she ever feel bad abt wat has she done?&lt;br /&gt;Just to name a few &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;: whenever she needs help, be it money, a fren to tok to when she has problems or to the simplest thing like going with us when we dont even mind?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                : when someone talks abt ur ex bf while we r playing mj, and u r so affected by it and u run into the room. Did we went into the room to confort u in the mist of mj? Like that doesn't we show care and concern?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                 : whenever yuting at ur house and i'm going over, did i get supper for u? letting u smoke my cig all u like? But did i complain? U urself noe how u smoke when its not ur cig... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These r just a few points which really anger mi. At first i really treat u like a sis. Not minding u tagging along with mi and yuting when we go out.. Paying for ur meals, drink, cig.. We dont even mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But y? Y do u even judge mi when i just quarrel with yuting.. U dont even noe wat happen.. Who the &lt;strong&gt;FUCK R U&lt;/strong&gt; to comment anything? Still can compare with mi with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wilson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHAT THE FUCK??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Wilson is someone who has hit u before.. And someone who use ur money.. But have i treat yuting the same as Wilson treated u? Pls.. U r just jealous becos yuting has such a nice bf.. And not u.. And speaking of Wilson, who is the 1 who help u to take back some of the money? Its someone who is so dear to u last time.. Its Tay Yu Ting.. Whom u have lost now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wat.. we r just so glad to have u lost.. Another words means, we r just so glad that we no longer have u such person to be our fren.. Short of u this type of person, will never make any different to us.. But it will do us much more gd.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos we dont have to worry wherther u got money to have lunch while u working or not la.. Dont have to go all the way down to ur work place to bring u go lunch la.. Dont have to hurt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OUR OWN POCKET MONEY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; becoz we worry that u dont have money to eat during ur break by giving u money la.. If by doing these type of things, still we dont consider we care.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THEN SO BE IT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Like i've said, we dont need this type of person in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, we have all the money for ourselves. Dont have to worry for another not wanted person.. Have all the fun, spend all the money by ourselves, spending all the time we want.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is even greater without u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough abt the sian thing. Later, the whole lot of us will be spending the whole day together. Baby, Jie Ying, Vincent, Mei Jian, Daniel, Pearlyn and mi.. We'll be renting a 7-seater car to spend the whole day with.. Meeting Jie Ying at 9.30AM at Compass Point to go take the car.. Then i'm going to fetch all of them after getting the car.. Alot of plans.. Still dont noe if we have enough time or not.. But 1 thing for sure.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ITS GOING TO BE FUN FUN FUN AND ITS WITHOUT U&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. haha... Stay tune for the pics.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-6469832073901976046?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/6469832073901976046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=6469832073901976046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/6469832073901976046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/6469832073901976046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-sorry-girl-baby-its-sound-familiar.html' title='I&apos;m sorry girl.. ( baby, its sound familiar doesn&apos;t it? ) haha.. WAT THE.. haha....'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-5072749853271474219</id><published>2009-01-07T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T03:42:37.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby!!!</title><content type='html'>1 great thing happen to mi when 2008 is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; to end.. its such a great thing to start 2009.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sure 2009 will be a great yr for mi cos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; met u.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;YU&lt;/span&gt; TING!! YES!! its u!! there's nothing better that happen to mi in 2008 than u baby!! i thank u for letting mi be a part of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; life.. lets go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;watever&lt;/span&gt; things that the future throw at us k?? hand in hand.. side by side.. last but not least.. thank u baby!! thank u for everything.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though we just started, i can really see the future when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; with u.. i feel so comfortable whenever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wif&lt;/span&gt; u baby.. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have to wear a mask to face pp.. i certainly hope u r the same also.. whenever i see u, i just smile so silly when u smile.. and when u laugh.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; laugh also, not knowingly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, just to let u now.. u really have a that make pp smile kind of smile.. u look so great when u smile or giggle.. no one can ever take that away &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;frm&lt;/span&gt; u baby.. remember that ya?? =) so now i really hope u will put down that past and move forward with mi.. can? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; slowly bring u overcoming that fear ya.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; always be beside u remember.. all u need is to just turn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; head and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be there.. =) i promise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pics we took while having fun.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288267223487986994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOzBXVXvTI/AAAAAAAAATA/p0EFMIKUIY8/s320/IMG_3195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOycRlDhAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/V8dSkohbe-g/s1600-h/IMG_3194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288266586287997954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOycRlDhAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/V8dSkohbe-g/s320/IMG_3194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i like this pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOybkvBh7I/AAAAAAAAASw/E9pmFGjtdY4/s1600-h/IMG_3193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288266574250215346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOybkvBh7I/AAAAAAAAASw/E9pmFGjtdY4/s320/IMG_3193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOxPx6QSII/AAAAAAAAASo/zhmxpLrG-60/s1600-h/IMG_3185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288265272116922498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOxPx6QSII/AAAAAAAAASo/zhmxpLrG-60/s320/IMG_3185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; while waiting for the train..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOxPVwObxI/AAAAAAAAASg/0vBezycW29I/s1600-h/IMG_3181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288265264558665490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOxPVwObxI/AAAAAAAAASg/0vBezycW29I/s320/IMG_3181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;mrt&lt;/span&gt; to town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOvhwuRlnI/AAAAAAAAASY/wyBypZbvE6M/s1600-h/IMG_3177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288263382012630642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOvhwuRlnI/AAAAAAAAASY/wyBypZbvE6M/s320/IMG_3177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with bro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOvhQTi2MI/AAAAAAAAASQ/8N7Mz_aPAfM/s1600-h/IMG_3180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288263373310580930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOvhQTi2MI/AAAAAAAAASQ/8N7Mz_aPAfM/s320/IMG_3180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOuXTwdnYI/AAAAAAAAASI/H79uoM7vb2c/s1600-h/IMG_3166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288262102926859650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOuXTwdnYI/AAAAAAAAASI/H79uoM7vb2c/s320/IMG_3166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOuXAK0jYI/AAAAAAAAASA/xCmDH0-1R28/s1600-h/IMG_3162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288262097668705666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOuXAK0jYI/AAAAAAAAASA/xCmDH0-1R28/s320/IMG_3162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOtTx0d81I/AAAAAAAAAR4/EGc4QNPUzKM/s1600-h/IMG_3143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288260942765618002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOtTx0d81I/AAAAAAAAAR4/EGc4QNPUzKM/s320/IMG_3143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; how to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;speel&lt;/span&gt; park.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOtThOFkgI/AAAAAAAAARw/le4KwEjGXwg/s1600-h/IMG_3128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288260938309669378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOtThOFkgI/AAAAAAAAARw/le4KwEjGXwg/s320/IMG_3128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; going home!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOrUV9DAYI/AAAAAAAAARo/LGvMQNfIHTs/s1600-h/IMG_3119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288258753442021762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOrUV9DAYI/AAAAAAAAARo/LGvMQNfIHTs/s320/IMG_3119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;starbucks&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOrTKr00DI/AAAAAAAAARg/fuvv3dooE8A/s1600-h/IMG_3111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288258733237129266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOrTKr00DI/AAAAAAAAARg/fuvv3dooE8A/s320/IMG_3111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; outside far east..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-5072749853271474219?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/5072749853271474219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=5072749853271474219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5072749853271474219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5072749853271474219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby.html' title='baby!!!'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOzBXVXvTI/AAAAAAAAATA/p0EFMIKUIY8/s72-c/IMG_3195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-3024997570882405231</id><published>2009-01-06T05:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T02:44:14.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>anyway this dec is a real busy month for mi.. cos of my sis wedding stuffs.. gotta prepare for her.. but at least things go real well that day.. and i got to say my sis is really happy abt it.. to sis, u look really stunning that day!! i'm proud of u sis!! and to my sis in law, u better take gd care of her ah!! if not... haha.. and WELCOME to the family!! =) here r some of the pics i took that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOkNwcAHoI/AAAAAAAAARY/d8B2Ysv1Wo4/s1600-h/IMG_2856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288250943710699138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOkNwcAHoI/AAAAAAAAARY/d8B2Ysv1Wo4/s320/IMG_2856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOkNE-PY1I/AAAAAAAAARQ/ttsGwCwc6p4/s1600-h/IMG_2860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288250932043146066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOkNE-PY1I/AAAAAAAAARQ/ttsGwCwc6p4/s320/IMG_2860.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sis gown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOjfm581RI/AAAAAAAAARI/pY9N3Q7lGT4/s1600-h/IMG_2849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288250150877975826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOjfm581RI/AAAAAAAAARI/pY9N3Q7lGT4/s320/IMG_2849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah ru..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOje5YVVfI/AAAAAAAAARA/L0vI8Ievp3g/s1600-h/IMG_2854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288250138657379826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOje5YVVfI/AAAAAAAAARA/L0vI8Ievp3g/s320/IMG_2854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOiamLLXaI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/pOApuVpj46o/s1600-h/IMG_2836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288248965270822306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOiamLLXaI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/pOApuVpj46o/s320/IMG_2836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the 3 combing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOiZXP80AI/AAAAAAAAAQw/KlIIh86X6u8/s1600-h/IMG_2837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288248944084439042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOiZXP80AI/AAAAAAAAAQw/KlIIh86X6u8/s320/IMG_2837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOhiruQjMI/AAAAAAAAAQo/PTJXdwLkyf4/s1600-h/IMG_2839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288248004687465666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOhiruQjMI/AAAAAAAAAQo/PTJXdwLkyf4/s320/IMG_2839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; finish combing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOhiO34jkI/AAAAAAAAAQg/3zdzXfTjULo/s1600-h/IMG_2848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288247996943208002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOhiO34jkI/AAAAAAAAAQg/3zdzXfTjULo/s320/IMG_2848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOg6CP5ixI/AAAAAAAAAQY/evIMaexZfzw/s1600-h/IMG_2851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288247306359507730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOg6CP5ixI/AAAAAAAAAQY/evIMaexZfzw/s320/IMG_2851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOg5EvKOmI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Z7Z8-J5P_Wo/s1600-h/IMG_2858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288247289847626338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOg5EvKOmI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Z7Z8-J5P_Wo/s320/IMG_2858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOf3eCnNvI/AAAAAAAAAQI/BucEXyuGVno/s1600-h/IMG_2859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288246162768738034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOf3eCnNvI/AAAAAAAAAQI/BucEXyuGVno/s320/IMG_2859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOf28LAhrI/AAAAAAAAAQA/6HJCv4lmvCc/s1600-h/IMG_2861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288246153677145778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOf28LAhrI/AAAAAAAAAQA/6HJCv4lmvCc/s320/IMG_2861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finish making up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMgZMaoQ_I/AAAAAAAAAP4/nYexLRqFzXM/s1600-h/IMG_2862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288106004664828914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMgZMaoQ_I/AAAAAAAAAP4/nYexLRqFzXM/s320/IMG_2862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMgY8e0W4I/AAAAAAAAAPw/R8YFqdTCy9o/s1600-h/IMG_2870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288106000387431298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMgY8e0W4I/AAAAAAAAAPw/R8YFqdTCy9o/s320/IMG_2870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMew-btvEI/AAAAAAAAAPo/JjzXVV4C7Us/s1600-h/IMG_2873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288104214204890178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMew-btvEI/AAAAAAAAAPo/JjzXVV4C7Us/s320/IMG_2873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMewTDkqpI/AAAAAAAAAPg/PY3IHP1iuNQ/s1600-h/IMG_2876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288104202560907922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMewTDkqpI/AAAAAAAAAPg/PY3IHP1iuNQ/s320/IMG_2876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMeIgXydpI/AAAAAAAAAPY/aOo28f14sr4/s1600-h/IMG_2879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288103518940591762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMeIgXydpI/AAAAAAAAAPY/aOo28f14sr4/s320/IMG_2879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMeINCHFNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4UZywJmI6I8/s1600-h/IMG_2882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288103513749394642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMeINCHFNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4UZywJmI6I8/s320/IMG_2882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMdauaut0I/AAAAAAAAAPI/FVNFAgI2Bc8/s1600-h/IMG_2888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288102732437043010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMdauaut0I/AAAAAAAAAPI/FVNFAgI2Bc8/s320/IMG_2888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMdZqhqG6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/SwsbJavBUFM/s1600-h/IMG_2893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288102714212490146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMdZqhqG6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/SwsbJavBUFM/s320/IMG_2893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMcu2YyYVI/AAAAAAAAAO4/n5saQi_joa0/s1600-h/IMG_2898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288101978662134098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMcu2YyYVI/AAAAAAAAAO4/n5saQi_joa0/s320/IMG_2898.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMcuSbTc0I/AAAAAAAAAOw/RmE375Vq9oA/s1600-h/IMG_2899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288101969009013570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMcuSbTc0I/AAAAAAAAAOw/RmE375Vq9oA/s320/IMG_2899.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMb7Wlc8SI/AAAAAAAAAOo/7sc06tggNhg/s1600-h/IMG_2903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288101093951992098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMb7Wlc8SI/AAAAAAAAAOo/7sc06tggNhg/s320/IMG_2903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMb7GwMQvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/tz69EhbKhm0/s1600-h/IMG_2904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288101089702068978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMb7GwMQvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/tz69EhbKhm0/s320/IMG_2904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mi and my pretty sis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMauriJwOI/AAAAAAAAAOY/wEypwpovcE0/s1600-h/IMG_2914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288099776725369058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMauriJwOI/AAAAAAAAAOY/wEypwpovcE0/s320/IMG_2914.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMauerqpBI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Wflguf6IfZQ/s1600-h/IMG_2915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288099773275612178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMauerqpBI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Wflguf6IfZQ/s320/IMG_2915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the hug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMaB5mIUYI/AAAAAAAAAOI/R0vAENc8iXI/s1600-h/IMG_2916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288099007406035330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMaB5mIUYI/AAAAAAAAAOI/R0vAENc8iXI/s320/IMG_2916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; isn't she pretty??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMaBhPH7PI/AAAAAAAAAOA/UJQXWIQpvBg/s1600-h/IMG_2921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288099000867089650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMaBhPH7PI/AAAAAAAAAOA/UJQXWIQpvBg/s320/IMG_2921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the groom to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMZGbtPM7I/AAAAAAAAAN4/3wESAhfb5kE/s1600-h/IMG_2922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288097985770501042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMZGbtPM7I/AAAAAAAAAN4/3wESAhfb5kE/s320/IMG_2922.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mi and zc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMZFqe31aI/AAAAAAAAANw/Z97z_ZO4OmM/s1600-h/IMG_2925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288097972556912034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMZFqe31aI/AAAAAAAAANw/Z97z_ZO4OmM/s320/IMG_2925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMX8kFJo7I/AAAAAAAAANo/n5QGTIZDFpI/s1600-h/IMG_2931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288096716707963826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMX8kFJo7I/AAAAAAAAANo/n5QGTIZDFpI/s320/IMG_2931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMX8e__4eI/AAAAAAAAANg/IuHYlqPE5O8/s1600-h/IMG_2932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288096715344175586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMX8e__4eI/AAAAAAAAANg/IuHYlqPE5O8/s320/IMG_2932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMXPYfipkI/AAAAAAAAANY/HDQrfrsIbU4/s1600-h/IMG_2936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288095940503316034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMXPYfipkI/AAAAAAAAANY/HDQrfrsIbU4/s320/IMG_2936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMXPO80O8I/AAAAAAAAANQ/Od9nrOKEpeE/s1600-h/IMG_2937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288095937941748674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMXPO80O8I/AAAAAAAAANQ/Od9nrOKEpeE/s320/IMG_2937.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i think its so sweet doing this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMWIufeJsI/AAAAAAAAANI/1wiI3jPEojU/s1600-h/IMG_2939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288094726637889218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMWIufeJsI/AAAAAAAAANI/1wiI3jPEojU/s320/IMG_2939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my sis.. the bride..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMWICwihoI/AAAAAAAAANA/XcqWOFH6u-M/s1600-h/IMG_2941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288094714898318978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMWICwihoI/AAAAAAAAANA/XcqWOFH6u-M/s320/IMG_2941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on 1 bended knee.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMVKn-BTlI/AAAAAAAAAM4/BIGd16DBiMo/s1600-h/IMG_2944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288093659735084626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMVKn-BTlI/AAAAAAAAAM4/BIGd16DBiMo/s320/IMG_2944.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMVKMY1mEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/RwNnGQ-KwTo/s1600-h/IMG_2945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288093652331370562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMVKMY1mEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/RwNnGQ-KwTo/s320/IMG_2945.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMUQF43d4I/AAAAAAAAAMo/BVCbCxWE6ls/s1600-h/IMG_2956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288092654154250114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMUQF43d4I/AAAAAAAAAMo/BVCbCxWE6ls/s320/IMG_2956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the kiss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMUP8z_p0I/AAAAAAAAAMg/30xf_bx04-Q/s1600-h/IMG_2959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288092651717896002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMUP8z_p0I/AAAAAAAAAMg/30xf_bx04-Q/s320/IMG_2959.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the prayers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMTmPeiNEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/m0DlpZlUlFo/s1600-h/IMG_2961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288091935173653570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMTmPeiNEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/m0DlpZlUlFo/s320/IMG_2961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMTlk2ucgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/lykr5rLZJFA/s1600-h/IMG_2969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288091923732394498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMTlk2ucgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/lykr5rLZJFA/s320/IMG_2969.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the Jiang family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMSz_PkJzI/AAAAAAAAAMI/qoOCK651pnE/s1600-h/IMG_2970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288091071822440242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMSz_PkJzI/AAAAAAAAAMI/qoOCK651pnE/s320/IMG_2970.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my mother side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMSzJII3aI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Rd_YT8zHYNo/s1600-h/IMG_2972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288091057295777186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMSzJII3aI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Rd_YT8zHYNo/s320/IMG_2972.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMR_ONPt-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/xb3-pIJC7I0/s1600-h/IMG_2973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288090165306177506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMR_ONPt-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/xb3-pIJC7I0/s320/IMG_2973.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMR--ucY3I/AAAAAAAAALw/zxK_5-FnFD4/s1600-h/IMG_2976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288090161150452594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMR--ucY3I/AAAAAAAAALw/zxK_5-FnFD4/s320/IMG_2976.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mi and sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMQ-bFrySI/AAAAAAAAALo/vqcxYl7nF0w/s1600-h/IMG_2983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288089052072626466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMQ-bFrySI/AAAAAAAAALo/vqcxYl7nF0w/s320/IMG_2983.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMQ954P2FI/AAAAAAAAALg/sdA1MESCb8U/s1600-h/IMG_2992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288089043157899346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMQ954P2FI/AAAAAAAAALg/sdA1MESCb8U/s320/IMG_2992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tea serving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMPL7Ai1UI/AAAAAAAAALY/ca-bxVN_xWc/s1600-h/IMG_2976.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMPLv5qSII/AAAAAAAAALQ/QGKUgTsee3A/s1600-h/IMG_3006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288087081974384770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMPLv5qSII/AAAAAAAAALQ/QGKUgTsee3A/s320/IMG_3006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mi serving tea to them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMPLS5VxVI/AAAAAAAAALI/2l-yEMhf3_w/s1600-h/IMG_3008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288087074188412242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWMPLS5VxVI/AAAAAAAAALI/2l-yEMhf3_w/s320/IMG_3008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKRomFxH4I/AAAAAAAAALA/ez-ybSvqdnw/s1600-h/IMG_3010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287949039091916674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKRomFxH4I/AAAAAAAAALA/ez-ybSvqdnw/s320/IMG_3010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKRoZzxgFI/AAAAAAAAAK4/CM3zCwZorzI/s1600-h/IMG_3019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287949035795218514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKRoZzxgFI/AAAAAAAAAK4/CM3zCwZorzI/s320/IMG_3019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mi and Don&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKQhYOxfMI/AAAAAAAAAKw/RZiHR5TqsJE/s1600-h/IMG_3020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287947815600880834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKQhYOxfMI/AAAAAAAAAKw/RZiHR5TqsJE/s320/IMG_3020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mi and zc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKQhKt-cEI/AAAAAAAAAKo/SCj7_pm_6eQ/s1600-h/IMG_3022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287947811973656642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKQhKt-cEI/AAAAAAAAAKo/SCj7_pm_6eQ/s320/IMG_3022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mi and bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKJZCEWTiI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Tp-Gs2VGJXw/s1600-h/IMG_3024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287939975631228450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKJZCEWTiI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Tp-Gs2VGJXw/s320/IMG_3024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mi and mom.. she look so pretty!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKJY0oof8I/AAAAAAAAAKY/fs9L8BmVMiM/s1600-h/IMG_3027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287939972025319362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKJY0oof8I/AAAAAAAAAKY/fs9L8BmVMiM/s320/IMG_3027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mi and dad.. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKJYZ3ysjI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ar3RqJ9_DJA/s1600-h/IMG_3026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287939964841144882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKJYZ3ysjI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ar3RqJ9_DJA/s320/IMG_3026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mi and wanru&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKHpzi1VyI/AAAAAAAAAKI/EkvSlpelF8c/s1600-h/IMG_3028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287938064767080226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKHpzi1VyI/AAAAAAAAAKI/EkvSlpelF8c/s320/IMG_3028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mi and ah ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKHpj5SYQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/haXnX8CHFZo/s1600-h/IMG_3032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287938060566290690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKHpj5SYQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/haXnX8CHFZo/s320/IMG_3032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKHpP__7-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/JfSb4DS5cJw/s1600-h/IMG_3033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287938055225733090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKHpP__7-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/JfSb4DS5cJw/s320/IMG_3033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the walking in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKGO5uix0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/xR_leeoagJA/s1600-h/IMG_3035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287936503058712386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKGO5uix0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/xR_leeoagJA/s320/IMG_3035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; giving her hand to his..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKGOPHgESI/AAAAAAAAAJo/h1cHhyLM4H8/s1600-h/IMG_3042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287936491620667682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKGOPHgESI/AAAAAAAAAJo/h1cHhyLM4H8/s320/IMG_3042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; R.O.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKFHI_UNhI/AAAAAAAAAJg/V6wEpkCAeGM/s1600-h/IMG_3052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287935270205011474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKFHI_UNhI/AAAAAAAAAJg/V6wEpkCAeGM/s320/IMG_3052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the guy speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKFGv5zRZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/2q0ML6jWxg4/s1600-h/IMG_3054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287935263470994834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKFGv5zRZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/2q0ML6jWxg4/s320/IMG_3054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the tearful bride..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKEHK1H8UI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/3PBbpUWVc5A/s1600-h/IMG_3056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287934171187507522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKEHK1H8UI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/3PBbpUWVc5A/s320/IMG_3056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKEGuYKOVI/AAAAAAAAAJI/5iwW5CGDUnM/s1600-h/IMG_3060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287934163549829458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKEGuYKOVI/AAAAAAAAAJI/5iwW5CGDUnM/s320/IMG_3060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the bride speech...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKBwjYNwqI/AAAAAAAAAJA/20lDQHjoqtM/s1600-h/IMG_3063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287931583616893602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKBwjYNwqI/AAAAAAAAAJA/20lDQHjoqtM/s320/IMG_3063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKBwkVbJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/cjvNw9aj02M/s1600-h/IMG_3064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287931583873623906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWKBwkVbJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/cjvNw9aj02M/s320/IMG_3064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the big hug!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ_xvqzt7I/AAAAAAAAAIw/woAj0k_hGPw/s1600-h/IMG_3067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287929405072717746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ_xvqzt7I/AAAAAAAAAIw/woAj0k_hGPw/s320/IMG_3067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally!!! after 9 yrs!! MAN AND WIFE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8_nUL6wI/AAAAAAAAAIo/HI4eKFDwYdo/s1600-h/IMG_3074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287926344813636354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8_nUL6wI/AAAAAAAAAIo/HI4eKFDwYdo/s320/IMG_3074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8_YgC-CI/AAAAAAAAAIg/BLxwZ76O1HA/s1600-h/IMG_3075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287926340836849698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8_YgC-CI/AAAAAAAAAIg/BLxwZ76O1HA/s320/IMG_3075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8_EkCgiI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fI2qw71xokM/s1600-h/IMG_3076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287926335484887586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8_EkCgiI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fI2qw71xokM/s320/IMG_3076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8_FcFVyI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GRKyYHdTkvE/s1600-h/IMG_3078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287926335719954210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8_FcFVyI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GRKyYHdTkvE/s320/IMG_3078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8-SNSV2I/AAAAAAAAAII/i5Fbvty6q2I/s1600-h/IMG_3079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287926321967683426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8-SNSV2I/AAAAAAAAAII/i5Fbvty6q2I/s320/IMG_3079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the mighty 4.. not F4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8pdk_noI/AAAAAAAAAIA/mThte7J07Io/s1600-h/IMG_3081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287925964242656898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8pdk_noI/AAAAAAAAAIA/mThte7J07Io/s320/IMG_3081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mi and mei yun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8pJqN_MI/AAAAAAAAAH4/3NK1k2zJE0M/s1600-h/IMG_3083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287925958895860930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8pJqN_MI/AAAAAAAAAH4/3NK1k2zJE0M/s320/IMG_3083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the song: NI ZUI ZHEN GUI..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8o-dGzcI/AAAAAAAAAHw/EGaHoOpcm80/s1600-h/IMG_3087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287925955888074178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8o-dGzcI/AAAAAAAAAHw/EGaHoOpcm80/s320/IMG_3087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8osIevRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/mARpoGaWrtY/s1600-h/IMG_3089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287925950969724178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8osIevRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/mARpoGaWrtY/s320/IMG_3089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8oLpI-FI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BU-TgFQjYns/s1600-h/IMG_3092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287925942248339538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8oLpI-FI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BU-TgFQjYns/s320/IMG_3092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mi and my beloved cousin!! LIM WANQING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8R9O_1iI/AAAAAAAAAHY/W3mlhVEmiwU/s1600-h/IMG_3096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287925560423470626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8R9O_1iI/AAAAAAAAAHY/W3mlhVEmiwU/s320/IMG_3096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mi and patrick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8RkQCnOI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/bGlNdGFLuuI/s1600-h/IMG_3097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287925553716960482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8RkQCnOI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/bGlNdGFLuuI/s320/IMG_3097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mi and 3rd uncle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8Rk3TvzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/i4JmaAdVtXM/s1600-h/IMG_3098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287925553881661234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8Rk3TvzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/i4JmaAdVtXM/s320/IMG_3098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the once very very close cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8RXTCLPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Kpc2dU2NYlI/s1600-h/IMG_3099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287925550239853810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8RXTCLPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Kpc2dU2NYlI/s320/IMG_3099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3rd uncle and auntie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8RR_QyyI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2gu2SgwPirU/s1600-h/IMG_3102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287925548814748450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWJ8RR_QyyI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2gu2SgwPirU/s320/IMG_3102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the couple is with us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these r just some of the pics i took that day.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-3024997570882405231?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/3024997570882405231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=3024997570882405231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/3024997570882405231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/3024997570882405231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SWOkNwcAHoI/AAAAAAAAARY/d8B2Ysv1Wo4/s72-c/IMG_2856.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-8378067865048809819</id><published>2008-10-22T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T02:07:22.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A GREAT DAY TODAY!!!</title><content type='html'>hey hey.. today went alot of places to look to the milk colour coat i plan to wear at sis wedding which is 31/12/08!! going be damn busy these couple of months as i'm planning the wedding stuffs for her.. so didnt really have much time to go shopping by then if i dont get my suit now.. and i'm going JAKARTA on the 1st of dec!!! " BRO!!! wait for mi k? " so really dont have much time le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a small world it is.. while i'm shopping with Pam today, happened to bump into a couple of pp!! 1st was Yipbei.. i saw her while i'm doing my shopping at TAKA!! and guess wat? she recognise mi.. as i was walking past her, as usual, Pam and i was like laugh all the way.. and when i turn, THERE SHE WAS!!! smiling at mi.. =) glad to have bumped into u girl!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then e other 1 was JOJO!! i bumped into her in Suntec where i'm still looking for that GOD DAMN MILKY COAT!! she's there with her family!! her 2 girls is so big already!! GOSH!! the last time i saw them was at my previous work place.. and they still have to be in the baby trolley.. NOW!! they are walking already lor!! =) seriously when i walk off with Pam after toking to them, i really felt the warm when i saw them!! such a sweet family!! i was thinking when then i can have a warm family of my own?? a loving wife, children, and we can go out everyday hands in hands.. that will be the happiest moment in my life i guess.. and watching them grow day by day will be so enjoyable!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then as we part our way, Pam was asking mi: the girl( Jojo ) is the mom of the 2 baby girls? how come she can still be in such a nice figure??.. then i told her Jojo's age, she was like: WHAT!!!! haha.. actually Jojo had been thru alot of hardship.. those girls is she got "shotgun" in the previous relationship.. she gave birth to the twins when she's only 16.. damn power right?? and she's 19 now lor!!! haha.. anyway girl, its really heart warming to see u happily in a new relation!! and be a great mother that u will be!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so abt today?? today was damn tiring!! walk and walk and walk and walk!!! worst than shopping in thailand la!! and the best part is Pam was laughing at mi non stop la.. say i no use la.. whatsoever la.. but i can never find someone better to shop with as we were joking and laughing the whole of today.. its never boring with someone like u accompany mi shopping!! GREAT DAY TODAY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-8378067865048809819?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/8378067865048809819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=8378067865048809819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/8378067865048809819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/8378067865048809819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/10/great-day-today.html' title='A GREAT DAY TODAY!!!'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-6841903746459801505</id><published>2008-10-08T03:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T04:01:11.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW!! its been a long long time since i chatted on the phone with someone so long!! just ended a call with souyan which last 84mins!! YES!! Its u!! CHIN SOUYAN!! haha.. joking la.. anyway hope i've made u feel better after toking.. u must be strong k?!! remember u still have mi here for u if u have any problem/s.. JIA YOU!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-6841903746459801505?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/6841903746459801505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=6841903746459801505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/6841903746459801505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/6841903746459801505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow-its-been-long-long-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-5247618098179131706</id><published>2008-10-06T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T01:05:55.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the dark side..</title><content type='html'>yesterday someone told mi alot of things.. which really makes mi change my thinking towards a couple of pp.. Rachel.. she getting married becoz of shotgun.. and the best part is the future husband cannot make it.. he just came out of prison.. no job nothing.. and when Rachel is being asked.. she say is all planned nicely.. just that the plan came early 1 yr.. what the fuck.. i would never agree to shotgun marriage.. unless i noe i'm ready.. and wat abt the child upbringing? r u ready to be a parent? there're so much thinks to consider.. haiz.. no wonder divorce is so common nowadays.. but i still hope u make the right decision.. all the best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another story which make mi really see a person dark side.. whom i really think she is a nice girl and things like that.. never will i expect that she will do such a thing.. i'm not going to say who.. but u disgust mi so much now.. how can u do such a thing behind ur bf? and i'm so thankful that, that time u didnt accept mi as a bf.. and its so stupid of mi to did so many things for u.. hiaz.. pls.. pls love urself more.. and grow up pls.. remember u cant cover fire with paper.. if u still wanna carry on with ur doings, i believe ur bf will noe it someday..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-5247618098179131706?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/5247618098179131706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=5247618098179131706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5247618098179131706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5247618098179131706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/10/dark-side.html' title='the dark side..'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-5016430695018455756</id><published>2008-10-03T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:31:56.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swim and swim and swim!!</title><content type='html'>haha.. finally went swiming today.. went to my uncle place for a swim with pam.. also to bring down the cooked food for 4th uncle. eat 'heng heng' 1.. coz the cook is for praying my grandpa.. and most important thing is: the food is I COOK 1!!!.. haha.. woke up damn early this morning cos of a call.. Pam!! yes its u!!! called mi in the middle of the night to ask is it confirm got go swiming.. WHAT THE!!!! haha.. no la.. thought of waking up at 5 to start cooking but in the end, cant sleep after she called.. the relax a while then start cooking.. haha.. cook curry chix and bar kuo teh.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then abt 11 plus went to my uncle place.. meet pam at the ngee ann bus stop then go together.. i must say today the sun damn power!! very very hot lor!! but i like.. haha.. here r some pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SOXlgwPwfVI/AAAAAAAAAGY/TqZwItFx6lc/s1600-h/PICT0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SOXlgwPwfVI/AAAAAAAAAGY/TqZwItFx6lc/s320/PICT0096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252856891267120466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SOXlU01GcAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YrFNuwtKUbM/s1600-h/PICT0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SOXlU01GcAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YrFNuwtKUbM/s320/PICT0095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252856686339059714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SOXlEoep3SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/6mpUFdha_fU/s1600-h/PICT0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SOXlEoep3SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/6mpUFdha_fU/s320/PICT0100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252856408145780002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say i really enjoy her company lor.. haha.. the whole day we r laughing non stop la.. haha.. i've enjoy myself very very much today.. all thanks to u.. hugs hugs.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-5016430695018455756?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/5016430695018455756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=5016430695018455756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5016430695018455756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5016430695018455756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/10/swim-and-swim-and-swim.html' title='swim and swim and swim!!'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SOXlgwPwfVI/AAAAAAAAAGY/TqZwItFx6lc/s72-c/PICT0096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-3421635033921515624</id><published>2008-08-31T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T01:57:49.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>finally its over!! my getai days is over today!! its been super super tiring month for mi!! but its over le la.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess wat?? i got a $150 bucks of ' ang pao ' for 1 of the getai which happen to be in the afternoon.. at first i thought was like 20, 30 bucks as i've recieved a couple of times during this month.. and that was like 12pm - 3pm.. 3 hrs of work and i'm 150 bucks richer!! WHAHAHAHAH!!! then right after that we gotta to rush to another getai.. today we had 2 getai events.. so my pay was higher today.. got $200 buck for my pay.. PLUS!! the $150, my pay was $350 for today!! hahahahahahah.. gd timing also la.. i need to pay my first payment for the car and i need to change my DAMN phone also!! so i'm pretty relived!! =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD!!! really need a short break man!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-3421635033921515624?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/3421635033921515624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=3421635033921515624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/3421635033921515624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/3421635033921515624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally.html' title='FINALLY!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-5151655108201110838</id><published>2008-08-29T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T02:17:48.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 MORE DAYS!!!! the month will end in another 3 more days so will be my super super tiring month!! work as a full time also not so tired man!! but nvm la!! i got to noe a lot of new frens!! ( including pretty girls ) haha!!! anyway really got to go see the car already!! dont wish to start work without it!! anyway wish mi gd luck pp!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a letter frm my accident lawyer.. WTF!!!! they only get for mi 8K.. but my repair cost is already 7K lor!! somemore got the survey fee la, the papper fee la!! CB i only left with $180 lor.. still got the cheek to ask mi if i accept or not!! OF COURSE NO LA!!! what abt the days i live without it??!! no no no... in fact, its months lor.. NA BEI!!! i'm going to call them tomolo and fuck them already!! remember to stay tune for more!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-5151655108201110838?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/5151655108201110838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=5151655108201110838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5151655108201110838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5151655108201110838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/08/3-more-days-month-will-end-in-another-3.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-3112457229360328944</id><published>2008-08-22T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T03:12:46.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SK3BxLMNOeI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qW320o4rweY/s1600-h/PICT0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SK3BxLMNOeI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qW320o4rweY/s320/PICT0082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237054992263494114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this chocolate is so old timer liao!! been very very long time since i saw this.. haha.. really bring back my childhood when i saw this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SK3BOhBJIkI/AAAAAAAAAEM/l2KD0oHjZ-4/s1600-h/DSC00090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SK3BOhBJIkI/AAAAAAAAAEM/l2KD0oHjZ-4/s320/DSC00090.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237054396827247170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my fren who took this say we like father and son toking.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-3112457229360328944?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/3112457229360328944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=3112457229360328944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/3112457229360328944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/3112457229360328944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-chocolate-is-so-old-timer-liao.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SK3BxLMNOeI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qW320o4rweY/s72-c/PICT0082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-103141066953087274</id><published>2008-08-15T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T06:15:56.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey hey....</title><content type='html'>HI HI pp!! been quite awhile since i wrote things in here.. been really busy with GETAI plus EVENTS plus NATION BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION!! My God!! was damn "Siong" lor!! everyday wake up early and reach home after midnight!! anyway today was quite free cos only got a event in the late afternoon.. so got enough rest le.. then come in and write something lor.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway just random posting of wat happen these few weeks ( if i can remember ).. haha.. so.. as WE, chinese noe that this very month is our " GD BROTHER " celebration.. and everyday there's Getai at different places.. and i really didnt noe anything abt Getai or should i say theres nothing interest mi to go noe abt it more.. but now, its only beeen like 2 weeks and i got to noe alot things abt it.. like the singers who got to rush for the performance cos its all over singapore.. gotta noe alot of " hidden singer " whch some handful of them can really sing.. like the " Lee Biao En " who acted in the " 12 Lotus ". she really can sing lor!! And of course, there's quite a few of them who cant really sing.. just to " bluff eat bluff eat ".. haha.. and also gotta noe a few of those " old timer " actors and actresses with the TCS!! they r all very friendly la.. like the " ah nian ", everytime when i see him, he'll always rise up his hands and say " morning sir " though its like in evening already.. haha.. but still, he's a great guy la.. everytime tok cock with us.. there's alot of nickname for everybody in the Getai world.. too many to name also.. some of them have very funny nickname 1 lor.. haha.. actually i have a pic of ah nian with mi.. will upload later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. enough of the getai thingy.. I SOLD MY BIKE ALREADY!!! i noe some of u will be happy for mi.. but surely not mi lor.. i miss her!! been quite sometime le.. she has been my fav bike of all times.. and my virgin of 299KM/H also given to her le.. Haiz.. anyway i'm looking for a veh now.. really been very Jiat Liat with no veh or transport for pp staying in my area.. too DAMN far away frm town!! no la.. i'm too used to have my own transport.. if u guys have " lobang " for yellow colour " Honda Fit " of " Suzuki Swift Sport " also yellow colour pls inform mi!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i'm going to end here for the time being.. really tired lor.. now is 0620Hrs le.. been forcing myself to post this.. if u all have hard time understanding my english, pls pardon mi.. haha.. going to hit the sacks!! Gd nite everyone!! =) and i'll post the pics sometime again!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-103141066953087274?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/103141066953087274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=103141066953087274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/103141066953087274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/103141066953087274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-hey.html' title='hey hey....'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-1267020104397427905</id><published>2008-07-18T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T07:22:56.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>these r some of the new shoes i bought..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SH_T39oSidI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-rP9rNp_Bow/s1600-h/PICT0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SH_T39oSidI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-rP9rNp_Bow/s320/PICT0010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224127051162880466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SH_Tk-ofAeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/YlT-pcjpWCw/s1600-h/PICT0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SH_Tk-ofAeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/YlT-pcjpWCw/s320/PICT0009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224126725014618594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new Columbia for working.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SH_TPsFgV8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/M4bRft0Q4Do/s1600-h/PICT0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SH_TPsFgV8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/M4bRft0Q4Do/s320/PICT0006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224126359258814402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SH_S60IaIZI/AAAAAAAAADs/oWbOZjIVroQ/s1600-h/PICT0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SH_S60IaIZI/AAAAAAAAADs/oWbOZjIVroQ/s320/PICT0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224126000641221010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SH_R-OZJKJI/AAAAAAAAADk/sdzIhU4Gab8/s1600-h/PICT0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SH_R-OZJKJI/AAAAAAAAADk/sdzIhU4Gab8/s320/PICT0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224124959718713490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new lotto.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-1267020104397427905?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/1267020104397427905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=1267020104397427905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/1267020104397427905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/1267020104397427905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/07/these-r-some-of-new-shoes-i-bought.html' title='these r some of the new shoes i bought..'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SH_T39oSidI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-rP9rNp_Bow/s72-c/PICT0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-4238255999792808841</id><published>2008-07-12T06:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T06:35:02.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so excited!! for the first time the Jiang family have a graduate person!! who so happen to be my sis!! and for the first time in my life we as a whole family is going to have a photo together!! not only to take for sis to have the square hat on.. but most importantly, WE R GOING TO HAVE A FAMILY PHOTO!! and i'm going to have it make to the biggest size so that i can hang it in my room!! I'm a family man!! but sadly not alot of pp noe that.. only those who r really close to mi will noe that.. pp always portray mi as someone who always wanna have fun, wont care abt family matters, jut not that family kinda guy.. and the saddest part is pp always think that i'm ah beng.. but fact to the matter is I"M NOT!! just because i USED to have a temper that was really bad in the past.. but pp do change.. and i've change due to a hard lesson i've learned. and just because i have a few more tattoo, and the colour of my hair is always bright, pp also think that way.. but never mind!! i noe myself the best.. and i noe i'm not that kind of person wont care abt my family.. and thats the most important part.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm posting this when i'm not able to get some rest due to the excitement.. in another 3 hrs we'll be on our way.. hope i wont look bad in the pic.. haha.. =) i'll post the pics when i come back!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-4238255999792808841?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/4238255999792808841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=4238255999792808841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4238255999792808841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4238255999792808841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-so-excited-for-first-time-jiang.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-6442206634546789527</id><published>2008-07-11T04:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T04:32:12.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After SO long!!!</title><content type='html'>today i had 1 of the best day.. the whole day i'm with Patrick shopping and eating.. thought was quite 'gay' at first.. but when we r cracking jokes and disturbing the sales girls and some auntie!! It was hilarious!! after so so long since i bought things for myself.. moreover, its THE GREAT SINGAPORE SALES!!!! so mi and pat in the noon!! and it started!! had our lunch first.. then the shopping began! went to quite a few places.. got myself 2 pairs of shoes.. 1 of them is for working.. as all my shoes is pretty shitted up by my bro for his games of basketball and soccer.. and we still manage to catch a movie.. went for the " WANTED".. the show was quite ok la.. but the ending was not that great after all.. i can say not really worth it if u guys go catch it on weekends.. but if its for weekdays, u all shouldn't miss it.. will upload the pics later.. going get cosy with my bed now!! bye!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-6442206634546789527?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/6442206634546789527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=6442206634546789527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/6442206634546789527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/6442206634546789527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/07/after-so-long.html' title='After SO long!!!'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-8902851954998401793</id><published>2008-06-24T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T10:15:10.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M SO HAPPY SO HAPPY SO HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!! =)</title><content type='html'>FINALLY!!! a HAPPY post!!! after like 2 months, she finally tok to mi on msn!! and we had a really long chat!! we tok abt everything!! first like how she's been for the past couple of months.. she told mi she pass her final theory. and she's going to have her tp soon.. really happy for her.. =) i told her abt my intention of selling my bike also.. she also say gd that i wanted to sell.. but i'm just worried that i might regret selling.. and the most important thing is i told her how sorry am i abt the promise a made to her to have 'our' day together.. and i backed out.. i really live to regret that i cooked up such a stupid thing to le to her.. come to think abt it, it was really stupid isn't it? but everything is going back to normal.. no words can describe how happy i am now!! =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i tell u this girl,: it really hurts mi to have done that to u and mi.. it has been difficult for mi to sms u that msg saying i wont be able to go out with u on that very day.. and backed out.. till this very day, i still hate myself for that.. i dont have any rights to tok to u after wat happened, even i saw u on msn like everyday.. i only can hope and pray someday u will came and tok to mi.. the most i can only go and read ur blog to find out abt ur well being.. i really missed u.. miss seeing u.. miss going out with u.. miss ur voice.. miss toking to u on msn and on the phone.. miss all the laughter we had together.. but today u u came back!! came back to my rescue.. rescue mi frm hating myself even more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i thank u for toking to mi on msn just now... thank u for not being angry with mi anymore... thank u for still wanting to be my fren... thank u for giving mi another chance to redo the 'our' day again... the most important than u is, thank u for believing mi again.. i'll never have betray that believe u have in mi again.. never ever again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, i thank u to who ever God up there for not making wanna sleep just now, if not i dont noe i still gotta wait how long before she comes and tok to mi if i slipped this chance.. so thank u also.. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today will surely be a great day for mi.. and its all becoz of u girl.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-8902851954998401793?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/8902851954998401793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=8902851954998401793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/8902851954998401793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/8902851954998401793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-so-happy-so-happy-so-happy.html' title='I&apos;M SO HAPPY SO HAPPY SO HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!! =)'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-3743296296277725410</id><published>2008-06-18T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T02:57:31.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>somethings seems to be bothering her i guess.. if not she wont even comment this.. haiz.. really hope that she will share it with mi, but i guess it wont happen that way anymore.. after all this while i still care.. anyway, hope things will be better for her soon.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-3743296296277725410?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/3743296296277725410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=3743296296277725410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/3743296296277725410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/3743296296277725410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/06/somethings-seems-to-be-bothering-her-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-2056774554620388715</id><published>2008-06-16T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T16:33:53.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suddenly dont feel anything when i see their pics last night. really shock mi at first, but somehow i really felt relive! so glad that i finally can let go of her. looking at their pics, knowing they r so happily together, i'm already contented. knowing i'm somehow gone in ur life too. cos u didnt even ask or msg mi how was that thing on 12/6/08. that can tell mi alot already.. but nevertheless, u will always remembered. hope the best for u my dear fren. and hope u will always be happy!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-2056774554620388715?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/2056774554620388715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=2056774554620388715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2056774554620388715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2056774554620388715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/06/suddenly-dont-feel-anything-when-i-see.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-7212726897281144472</id><published>2008-06-12T04:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T04:52:33.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y?! Y?! Y?! y u gotta make things so hard for us? when u call mi and patrick saying u will be coming back today,we are so eager to go meet u. knowing u r going malaysia and work we r all prepared to meet u whenever u come singapore.. things were great when u went back to thailand,things were also great when we r frens. when u spend money to call mi frm there,i noe its not cheap, and i'm really happy to know u call just to ask abt my well being. isn't that great? but y? y do u have to comment anything to patrick after u ask to see my phone? its ok to let u see my phone and the pics. but y on earth do u have to look at my inbox? its fine with mi if u wanna see, but ASK mi before hand for goddness sake!! correct! there r a few pics i took with 'girls', but they r my fren!! just like u! if u ask for a pic with mi, i surely will do the same thing! and there r a few 'girl' who msg mi, but they r also my fren! i also have patrick msg inside it right?! what the fuck!! u totally ruin everything!! today is the first time meeting u in 3 months! but i can surely tell u this will be the last!! i still cant belive u did that?! still have the cheek to ask patrick to tell mi not to lie to u.. KNN.. who r u to tell mi that?! who the FUCK r u to comment that?! for now, ur image in my heart is so blur, i dont noe who the hell r u! and i certainly hope u dont noe who the hell is mi either!! u r worthless to mi now!! so u carry on walking. u will be passed eventually!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-7212726897281144472?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/7212726897281144472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=7212726897281144472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/7212726897281144472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/7212726897281144472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/06/y-y-y-y-u-gotta-make-things-so-hard-for.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-1869504036117826686</id><published>2008-06-02T04:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T05:21:19.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>carry on frm the last blog..</title><content type='html'>i'm back!! just came back frm meeting patrick.. been really close with him for these couple of weeks.. mainly he is my boss who pay mi after work and a teacher who teaches mi alot of sound system thingy.. i'm getting a hands of it people!! haha.. and we r close till at some point he thought i'm a gay lor!! idiot!! no la.. joking.. cos there was 1 time when i got nothing to do and he's busying put song for the people there. then i draw his name on a piece of paper.. just for the fun of it and mainly i just got nothing to do then when he saw it, he snatch it and throw away scolding mi gay!! haha.. at that point of time i really thought its funny with his reaction buit after that i scold him back la!! then finally i took back the paper and put it inside his wallet.. was quite gay to think of it.. haha.. but i still draw someone else name.. only patrick noe.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to the topic again.. so after the dinner with mingduan, mi and wanqing send him to vivo city for him to take the ferry back.. was quite sad to see my best fren leaving.. but wat to do? anyway intenting to go over to jakarta today. but was held up at work and due to i must report back to camp on the 5th and some hell place on the 12th.. ok then send wanqing back, was toking on a topic with her and was quite 'fan' abt that.. so i share with her.. thanks girl.. thanks for always being there for mi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i fell sick a week ago.. was damn bad la!! was working that day, then i felt my asthma coming back again.. then i got breathing diffculties.. then patrick ask mi to go home.. but i manage to stay till the event finish.. then i went home and sleep.. just got a feeling that it will be worst at night.. and it really happen.. was really bad at night till i have to go hospital.. went to tan tock seng and guess wat? its my sis who fetch mi there.. but with her driving, i rather go myself.. but thanks ah.. =) so went there to see doctor.. had fever,really bad running nose,blocked ear with painfulness,really bad throat infection and asthma.. wat the fuck!! then the doctor ask mi to breath thru the tube thing.. at first was ok then slow i fell numbness on my finger then my whole body,even tok also cant tok.. the first thing that come to my mind was stroke!! my fingers was like retard like those pp that have stroke.. not being rude but just to let u all noe how was it.. then i was like fuck la!! so young then kanna stroke!! i thought finish already.. i'm not even in half of my life then this happen. than i call for my mom as she was just outside the cover corner.. i cant even tok, just make some noise and when she saw mi, she got a shock. she rush to the doctor.. then the doctor say i'm breathing too fast.. ask mi to breath slowly.. wow.. i really got scared!! CB!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went back to c the doctor.. ask for some anti-b***** (cant spell) but he dont wanna give.. CB doctor,make mi suffer for a week then my throat ok.. CB!! these few days like very bad luck la!! last week sick, then yesterday sick also!! CB!! ate the wrong food then vomit 3 times lor! KNN!! the CB food stall sel mi the food that make mi vomit! swear that i'll never eat there again! FUCK!!! but today was full of strength!! haha!! so thats abt it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after so long of lobo(doing nothing),i really dont noe wat to do already.. some advice frm u pp pls!! going to bed le.. will write again!! bye everyone!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-1869504036117826686?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/1869504036117826686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=1869504036117826686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/1869504036117826686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/1869504036117826686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/06/carry-on-frm-last-blog.html' title='carry on frm the last blog..'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-7686172212641975909</id><published>2008-06-02T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T01:26:18.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how? how?</title><content type='html'>its been quite some time since i wrote things in here.. alot of things happen lately.. also dont noe how to say.. first, i'm like jobless for the past 1 month.. all that i'm doing is helping patrick which is only on weekends.. no doubt the pay was gd, u gotta c alot of pp meet different pp.. but somehow i still feel that something is not right.. haiz.. also dont noe how to say.. then mingduan came to singapore last month.. its such a last min thing. and he only come back to buy stuffs for his work over there.. he's here for 2 days.. and he stay at my house.. its like so long since i saw him.. like last yr? and so nice when he came i'm not working at that point of time.. and he wanted to have a piece of kirby art to bring back to jakarta.. he i brought him down to kirby studio.. but he dont have time for him as mingduan was very last min.. but due to is I'm the 1 who broght him down then he push away a appointment to the tattoo for mingduan.. lucky bastard!! haha.. then after that we had dinner with wanqing.. anyway got to go le.. meeting patrick for supper.. come back then will write more.. bye everyone.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-7686172212641975909?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/7686172212641975909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=7686172212641975909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/7686172212641975909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/7686172212641975909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-how.html' title='how? how?'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-4479842286052626494</id><published>2008-05-12T19:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T19:23:48.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New tattoo, new start................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgoV8DapkI/AAAAAAAAADU/3dbTKVsrAjU/s1600-h/PICT0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgoV8DapkI/AAAAAAAAADU/3dbTKVsrAjU/s320/PICT0085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199450127162058306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; final pic without the flash light..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgoJsDapjI/AAAAAAAAADM/EBgQZQ3MKNs/s1600-h/PICT0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgoJsDapjI/AAAAAAAAADM/EBgQZQ3MKNs/s320/PICT0084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199449916708660786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgnxMDapiI/AAAAAAAAADE/J2UiPa4puE0/s1600-h/PICT0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgnxMDapiI/AAAAAAAAADE/J2UiPa4puE0/s320/PICT0083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199449495801865762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YES!!! after 6 Hrs!! there's some more different angle. take a look....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgnZMDaphI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7fR5K_o3fSg/s1600-h/PICT0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgnZMDaphI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7fR5K_o3fSg/s320/PICT0081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199449083485005330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by adding some whites to the face will look much better.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgm6sDapgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/hokDvdtnHUw/s1600-h/PICT0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgm6sDapgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/hokDvdtnHUw/s320/PICT0080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199448559498995202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; finally the whole thing is done.. just a few more things before we can wrap this up.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgmlsDapfI/AAAAAAAAACs/b_PnygjR7K0/s1600-h/PICT0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgmlsDapfI/AAAAAAAAACs/b_PnygjR7K0/s320/PICT0079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199448198721742322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; now is background..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgmQ8DapeI/AAAAAAAAACk/zPBbRe70lqA/s1600-h/PICT0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgmQ8DapeI/AAAAAAAAACk/zPBbRe70lqA/s320/PICT0078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199447842239456738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ta da!! finally the face is out!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgl7MDapdI/AAAAAAAAACc/1JFk4G7JjHA/s1600-h/PICT0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgl7MDapdI/AAAAAAAAACc/1JFk4G7JjHA/s320/PICT0077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199447468577301970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just a little while and the face will be done!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgln8DapcI/AAAAAAAAACU/gf2xel54Qgs/s1600-h/PICT0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgln8DapcI/AAAAAAAAACU/gf2xel54Qgs/s320/PICT0075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199447137864820162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; same same.. only half way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCglE8DapbI/AAAAAAAAACM/p271ZKwT-jk/s1600-h/PICT0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCglE8DapbI/AAAAAAAAACM/p271ZKwT-jk/s320/PICT0074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199446536569398706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; face half way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgklMDapaI/AAAAAAAAACE/HP3GaU8XsLc/s1600-h/PICT0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgklMDapaI/AAAAAAAAACE/HP3GaU8XsLc/s320/PICT0070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199445991108552098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just started.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgj_8DapZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NcJ3sV1SYVo/s1600-h/PICT0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgj_8DapZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NcJ3sV1SYVo/s320/PICT0066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199445351158424978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FREE HAND!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new tattoo and a new start for mi.. anyway will put my grandfather and grandmother face for my next art.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-4479842286052626494?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/4479842286052626494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=4479842286052626494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4479842286052626494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4479842286052626494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-tattoo-new-start.html' title='New tattoo, new start................'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/SCgoV8DapkI/AAAAAAAAADU/3dbTKVsrAjU/s72-c/PICT0085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-5591963059200166576</id><published>2008-05-07T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:52:52.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got to learn a few things in life........</title><content type='html'>got to learn a lesson.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: To love or to be love?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : finally choose to be love....&lt;br /&gt;Reason : wont be feeling wat i dont wanna feel ever!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-5591963059200166576?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-8506322813095255868</id><published>2008-05-04T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T10:16:13.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz.................................................................</title><content type='html'>i have been awake for more than 24 hrs already.. just cant seems to sleep.. all bcoz of jian ming la!! shounldn's have told mi what u saw earlier today.. shit lor... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-8506322813095255868?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/8506322813095255868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=122053436565720042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/122053436565720042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/122053436565720042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/story-of.html' title='A story of........'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-7667995305892254789</id><published>2008-04-26T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T17:45:34.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SATURDAY.....................</title><content type='html'>I'm begining to hate saturday!!!!!........................................................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-7667995305892254789?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/7667995305892254789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=7667995305892254789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/7667995305892254789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/7667995305892254789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/saturday.html' title='SATURDAY.....................'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-2677913370457423712</id><published>2008-04-23T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T18:57:29.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A series call Corner with Love.......</title><content type='html'>got to noe this series frm SCV.. thought was a nice show then went on line and find somemore.. i think is a very gd show i really can feel the pain though its just a tv show.. but somehow i really think i'm the guy inside (luo zhi xiang).. and this is the only show i really cry.. after i watch this show i really give it a thought. as every show has a happy ending.. but it just dont happen in real life.. no doubt the story it has really can and will happen in real life. and it just suck for someone who love the other person so much or should i say they r the perfect couple.. but due to some situation the girl was force to marry the other guy coz he's rich.. as for luo zhi xiang he is just a normal guy who sell oyster egg.. just a normal guy.. after watching this show, i really think a princess should really be with a prince. just like my situation, a princess should be with a prince. someone who can give her everything.. not like mi, dont have anything and wont have a future like the prince.. maybe its really fated.. fated for mi to watch this drama and fated to have a story just like this drama. it really show my life now in that drama.. haiz.. maybe its abt time for mi to................................................................................................................................................................................ really dont noe.................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-2677913370457423712?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-5909697808068862305</id><published>2008-04-23T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T01:24:54.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe..... just maybe....</title><content type='html'>Till now then i realise that maybe i cared too much already.. be it was ur well being to, have u had ur meals and everything everything. i just care too much.. ever since u sms mi that msg.. everything has change.. i'm doing all i can not to let everything change.. do so much that everything dont matters as long as i have u in that special place in my heart.. but now.................................................................................... haiz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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maybe....'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-4315314863151293237</id><published>2008-04-22T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T22:22:38.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Hotel Asia!!!</title><content type='html'>went to FHA today. and hell yeah!! this yr is alot bigger than 2 yrs back. and did i ever tell u that FHA is only once every 2yrs.. so the previous FHA was in '06'. the FHA in '06' was not that big after all.. but this yr was like they have 6 halls altogether. alot to see and alot to take pic.. but too bad i forgot to bring it with mi.. if not i can upload some for u guys to see.. but nevertheless, i'll make it a point that i wont forget tomolo.. i'll sure take some pic to let u guys see whats FHA is all abt.. hehe.. pic will come in tomolo.. be sure to view some pp!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-4315314863151293237?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/4315314863151293237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=4315314863151293237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4315314863151293237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4315314863151293237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/food-hotel-asia.html' title='Food Hotel Asia!!!'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-8667554282389967947</id><published>2008-04-22T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T04:05:48.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Y do u have to make things hard for us???</title><content type='html'>things r fine as it is last time.. but y do u have to do and say something to make it so hard for the both of us?? we r very gd fren cos i let u come into my life as u got no where to go during that hard period u had here.. but that doesn't mean u can do things to spoil this friendship.. i've told u in thailand and i've told u in singapore.. and most of all, i told u before u even come and stay with mi.. i help u as u r my bro gf and a fren who has not make ends meet here.. now i have someone i like.. and i hope so much that this relation i have with this special person will turn out something nice for mi.. and i dont need anyone certainly not u to hold mi back.. we didnt even happen.how to end?? i still hope to be fren and now u r ruining it.. pls.. for the love of God.. just stay on like this with mi.. i love u as fren.. not someone else.. and if i ever gave u the thinking that u can start with mi.. then i'm sorry.. we had a great time in thailand and of course i had a great time when u came here.. but its not i want it to be.. i'm sorry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-8667554282389967947?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/8667554282389967947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=8667554282389967947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/8667554282389967947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/8667554282389967947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/y-do-u-have-to-make-things-hard-for-us.html' title='Y do u have to make things hard for us???'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-3689904627121077071</id><published>2008-04-19T03:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T04:16:19.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>living in hell but something happen and that someone ...............</title><content type='html'>for the past 2 days,i've been like living in my own hell world.. everything just seem so lost to mi and i think that my life just sucks!! till a extend something which i'll never have crossed my mind when i'm in my normal state of mind.. just something la.. anyway today is a great day though in the day i was like fucked up.. but everything turn great at night.. went for bowling and fianlly saw her.. been thinking abt us for these 2 days and yes!! things were great now!!! i dont even noe what am i typing now.. just cant explain my happiness now.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell u something girl.. abt how i went thru these 2 days without u.. actually these 2 day i also have no idea how i went thru.. just went thru hr by hr.. but the hr its like min to mi.. or even sec in sometime.. i'm like living in hell but an angel frm heaven came down and saved mi tonight.. she brought mi back frm hell.. i'm not saying this bcoz i'm boosting.. its real.. U must belive mi girl.. really.. and its really U who saved mi.. and U r too much for mi to lose.. really too much girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, i'm alive already!! really thank u!!! thank u girl!! :) and thank u wanqing, for giving mi this chance to make up with her.. =) though its like normal for her to ask mi out.. all its mi la.. i ask her myself.. so credit goes to mi.. but u still have some credit la.. haha.. and thanks everyone for making this happen.. anyway think i really sucks in bowling le.. must buck up lor.. if not later kanna beat down by girl ah.. ya la.. i'm toking abt u la.. =) but i still have to say,i'm not playing like i normally play.. haha.. no la.. really cant play le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again,thanks evryone and gd nite to all.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-3689904627121077071?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/3689904627121077071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=3689904627121077071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/3689904627121077071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/3689904627121077071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/living-in-hell-but-something-happen-and.html' title='living in hell but something happen and that someone ...............'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-2806610858177699523</id><published>2008-04-17T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T00:21:39.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont like pp to deceive?</title><content type='html'>dont like pp to deceive u?? funny thing is, i've never deceive u. not now, not ever.. haiz.. it just hurt when u try so much and pp just spat it on ur face.. hope tomolo will be better..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-2806610858177699523?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/2806610858177699523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=2806610858177699523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2806610858177699523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2806610858177699523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/dont-like-pp-to-deceive.html' title='Dont like pp to deceive?'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-103198019164217307</id><published>2008-04-16T12:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T12:54:04.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT THE..........</title><content type='html'>just took back my bike then now wont start again.. FUCK UP!! after what happen yesterday then today like that?! chee bye!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-103198019164217307?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/103198019164217307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=103198019164217307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/103198019164217307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/103198019164217307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/what.html' title='WHAT THE..........'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-8247602220327546227</id><published>2008-04-16T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T04:16:34.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Y? Y? Y? Y? Y? Y?</title><content type='html'>Y? There r so many Ys in my head now. Y do i always put myself in this place? Y there is not even some trust in my words to u?  there r so many Ys!!!! but yet i just cant put them in words.. sometime i really hate myself!! haiz!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-8247602220327546227?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/8247602220327546227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=8247602220327546227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/8247602220327546227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/8247602220327546227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/y-y-y-y-y-y.html' title='Y? Y? Y? Y? Y? Y?'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-6444694822738812838</id><published>2008-04-15T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T02:33:14.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Judgement day................</title><content type='html'>judgement day was gd.. till a extend i dont even noe what can i write here. :) but everything was just gd la.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-6444694822738812838?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/6444694822738812838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=6444694822738812838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/6444694822738812838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/6444694822738812838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/judgement-day_14.html' title='Judgement day................'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-5890988021343163436</id><published>2008-04-14T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:37:26.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUDGEMENT DAY!!!!!</title><content type='html'>In another 1 or 2 hrs,it will be our judgement day!! hope ur ans will lighten up my days since it have been so dark for the past couple of months!!! wish mi luck pp!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO EXCITED!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-5890988021343163436?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/5890988021343163436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=5890988021343163436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5890988021343163436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5890988021343163436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/judgement-day.html' title='JUDGEMENT DAY!!!!!'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-5987732023313188775</id><published>2008-04-14T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T02:42:14.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOMOLO WILL IT BE A BIG DAY FOR MI? I HOPE SO......... =)</title><content type='html'>today went working in the morning.. and today everyone was late lor.. i had to open kitchen and bar lor... sian!! auntie not around really work my ass off!! but gd thing is she's coming back after next week.. went for a 2 weeks holidays.. wow damn long la.. enjoy man!! its been so long since i went for a 2 weeks holidays.. hope it will be coming soon.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway just now went to c her. miss her lor.. give her the excuse to bring down the medicine for her,but actually just wanted to c her.. so was very happy that i meet her.. though its just like a short 1 1/2 hrs of meeting but i'm happy enough. all i got to do is just to c u.. =) hope my days can be this simple with u around mi.. =) but i still got bring the medicine down to help her apply.. u noe something girl? it really hurts mi to c u in a painful state when i apply the medicine on ur leg. really.... so pls,next time just be careful ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went to JB after meeting her,the queue wasn't that bad la.. lucky mi.. haha.. so went there just to use the toilet there.. cos there got a smell i like................................ haha.. no la.. u think i'm sick ah? haha.. went there for a ridding lor. and on top of that i can buy fag,and on top up my petrol.. and not forgeting the TOILET.. haha.. so its a stone killing a row of birds.. haha :p.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tomolo will be our judgement day ya? remember k? really hope to hear a gd new to brighten my days.. =) if praying really can help,i dont mind praying for someone i really like to have.. so here it goes:" dear who ever god, i pray to u for tomolo news. hope it will be a gd 1 frm her. thank u who ever god." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will u be mine? not now la.. but the future?         =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;code of the day: if things are not going well, and u seems to have lost ur way, dont be dishearten. cos someone out there really cares and cares and cares alot for u.. if he/she has to the the load of the earth, he/she will surely take it all for u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: if u noe what i mean.......... haha.. =)               gd nite everyone!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-5987732023313188775?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/5987732023313188775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=5987732023313188775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5987732023313188775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5987732023313188775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/tomolo-will-it-be-big-day-for-mi-i-hope.html' title='TOMOLO WILL IT BE A BIG DAY FOR MI? I HOPE SO......... =)'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-4794707053454079557</id><published>2008-04-13T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:05:27.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT U!!!</title><content type='html'>too bad my dear baomei,its not u i wanted beside mi.. u go and be beside john will do.. haha.. but thank u for wanting to be the 1.. i'm still waiting for that special someone to be by my side.. yes!! its u!! yes! u!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-4794707053454079557?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/4794707053454079557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=4794707053454079557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4794707053454079557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4794707053454079557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/not-u.html' title='NOT U!!!'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-5952476257268406466</id><published>2008-04-13T04:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T04:24:37.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A HAPPY POST!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>finally have a happy post to post.. though judgement day will be 17 of may,somehow things have improve between mi and her!!! IMPROVE! IMPROVE! IMPROVE! and i'm HAPPY! HAPPY! HAPPY! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-5952476257268406466?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/5952476257268406466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=5952476257268406466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5952476257268406466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/5952476257268406466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-post.html' title='A HAPPY POST!!!!!!'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-4948241208253551906</id><published>2008-04-13T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T00:43:54.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day it was again..................</title><content type='html'>had a day full of emotion,anger,temper,tired just a supper bad day.. so this is my day.. wake up at 8 plus,had a very bad headach.. tis is happening to mi more often and often.. am i having a brain cancer? i always thought of that.. so went down to work at abt 9. reach there abt 9.30. so start with my daily job. opening the kitchen,opening my e mail,replying them,plan my menu for tomolo funtion.. so thats the first quarrel of the day,had it with kelvin,i told him not to do the same baby pork racks,but he just wont listen,so was quite pissed with him!! but somehow i manage to give in. dont wish to flare up.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to the supper market at PS. went there to get those stuff needed for tomolo funtion. then went back.. till that time i still dont have a little smile on my face.. haiz.. so went back.. thats the time i did something i'll never do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at that time was in the afternoon already.. a couple walked in.. order the things they want.. so i cook for them lor.. then i still serve them.. so as i put down the plate of ribeye,my special dish in my restaurant.. at that instant,i got fuck by the guy, he told mi he's a chef also and all those crap stuff and that plate of ribeye is not the real ribeye. what the fuck!!! he just trip mi as he say those things.. so i just fuck him back telling him to get out of my restaurant and never come back if he dont like my food!! i just shouted!!! then i took my dish back to my kitchen.. everyone was shocked!! real shocked.. that the first time they saw mi trip and flared up.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back to carry on doing my funtion thing,no even a person dare to tok to mi at that time.. so everything was back to normal when i cool down. i started toking to my manager.. and slowly everyone else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at night,we start doing our dinner crowd. things r fine till closing time,1 of the part timer ask mi if i wanted to go back early? if want to then help them wash the kitchen.. then i trip again.. i said: " who the fuck r u to tok to mi like that? not even my boss dare to tok to mi like that. this is my fucking kitchen! i pay u to do this job. close is close to u,but i'm still the person to give u ur pay!! and i'm the fucking boss here! i want to wash i wash,i dont want to wash i just go home. what u can do abt that?!!" i really wash him white white lor. really tired already still have to deal with this type of thing.. and my brain is full of things now.. and have a headach the whole day even now lor.. am i changing to the person i'm used to be? but i can really feel that i'm a angry and shoet tempered person these few days.. haiz.. shit day again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;judgement day on the 17/05/05.. how i wish u r beside mi now!! beside mi to share everything i'm going thru now.. at this point of time,i really need u by my side.. will u be the 1??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-4948241208253551906?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/4948241208253551906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=4948241208253551906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4948241208253551906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4948241208253551906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-it-was-again.html' title='A day it was again..................'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-7517771155923842191</id><published>2008-04-12T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T03:02:50.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CANT SLEEP!!!!</title><content type='html'>have been tosing left right left right for the past 2 hrs.. tired but just sleep!!! ARGGGGG!!!!!! HATE this feeling!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-7517771155923842191?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/7517771155923842191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=7517771155923842191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/7517771155923842191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/7517771155923842191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/cant-sleep.html' title='CANT SLEEP!!!!'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-4147082232656877585</id><published>2008-04-12T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T00:49:19.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK!! ITS JUST CANT GET ANY BETTER ISN'T IT??!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>was looking at the mails i got today, and fuck!!! got a unwanted mail!!! it took mi 9 fucking yrs to get over my past and become who i am today and u just send a mail asking mi to go back?!! i'm not going back to that SHIT HOLE!!! ever i stepped into that SHIT HOLE, i've promise myself i'm NOT GOING BACK ever again!!!  dear who ever GOD:"PLS.. PLS.. If u cant give mi A GD DAY,JUST GIVE A NORMAL 1!!!!!!!! CHEE BYE!! FUCK THIS LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-4147082232656877585?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/4147082232656877585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=4147082232656877585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4147082232656877585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/4147082232656877585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/fuck-its-just-cant-get-any-better-isnt.html' title='FUCK!! ITS JUST CANT GET ANY BETTER ISN&apos;T IT??!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-6857473384253559884</id><published>2008-04-12T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T00:12:09.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A rough Day Yet AGAIN!!!!</title><content type='html'>today was rough again. nothing surprising.. dont even wna say anything abt it. anyway the code of the day:" dont shy away or run away if problems arise.. dont just leave the whole thing for ur partner or fren to heal themselves. if not u will regret it.. live life up to its fullest with no regrets." funny right? for someone like mi can say this.. damn funny..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-6857473384253559884?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/6857473384253559884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=6857473384253559884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/6857473384253559884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/6857473384253559884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/rough-day-yet-again.html' title='A rough Day Yet AGAIN!!!!'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-8165660181273080513</id><published>2008-04-11T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T02:22:23.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking Back...</title><content type='html'>y do things happen just like that? had a bad night again.. think all mt post here were all bad except my post on my birthday.. anyway here it goes.. yesterday went out with joanna and we've decided to meet for supper today after i finish work.. but in the end she went to ktv with her bf.. i noe i shouldn't be like that. but u could have told mi and not i heard frm wanqing.. and thats in the afternoon.. if u told mi urself,i'm sure i'll be much more ok.. but it isn't.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things happen when i'm abt to give up.. its not that i'm saying u r giving mi hope.. but somehow i can feel that i do have a chance.. but when i feel that i have a chance,u'll always do something else to break that.. i really dont noe wat should i do.. i'm on the edge of giving up.. really.. as wanqing say,y suffer for a person when u dont even noe the outcome of the future.. i really agree.. but somehow when i think back now,it seems the future is not with her.. haiz.. things r really going to happen agian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway thought of going to dragonfly just now. but billy call mi,telling mi that his new stall had just open today.. he ask mi to go down to take a look and give him some comment.. so i went down.. its really a gd stall. with a very gd crowd.. really gd.. all the best billy!!! anyway when i reach there,he was quite busy,so i just order some food and sit alone.. thinking for wat should i do. just when i'm really into my thinking,i heard some pp querral. so when i turn back and have i look(KPO),i saw a couple argue.. so suddenly the guy shouted:"she's a bitch!!! she had 3 different guys and i caught her red handed!" i was shock!! how can he do that?! but on the other hand,i think back,i was in the situation before. and i really understand how the guy feel. 1 other guy is bad enough but she has 2 other guys lei.. wat a bitch really. so when they walk off,i began to think back of the time when i'm with joyce. smiling to myself when i thought of those happy times we shared,but really sad when i thought of the same situation i'm in same as that guy.. how can a sweet looking girl become like that? or should i say y r girls such a slut or bitch.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make thing worst,the couple walk back with that guy chasing after the girl. and guess wat..... they sit on the same table as mi.. wau lau a.. so the guy start shouting at her and really gone crazy,on the other hand the girl call the police. Fuck girl!! how heartless can u be?!! after calling the police,the girl walk off.. and then they came back again.. sian diao!! so the police came and take them away. and 1 of the policeman ask mi:"r u with them?" wat the hell.. "of course not la" i replied.. funny right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wait for billy to come over and chit chat. its been a while since i last saw him.. chat till abt 2am then i come home.. thats abt it la.. ohh ya,wanqing wrote mi a note in my itouch when i'm really feeling down.. thanks girl and i love u too.. and patrick,have a speedy recovery.. :) just hope tomolo will be a better day for mi.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-8165660181273080513?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/8165660181273080513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=8165660181273080513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/8165660181273080513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/8165660181273080513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/thinking-back.html' title='Thinking Back...'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-3674601235803371724</id><published>2008-04-10T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T18:15:51.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M SUCH A FOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>i'm a FOOL indeed!!! not just a fool but a big 1!!! doesn't the previous 1 let u learn ur lesson already derek jiang jiaxing!!! i really hate myself sometimes.. y do i have to put myself in this again?!!! a real FOOL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-3674601235803371724?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/3674601235803371724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=3674601235803371724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/3674601235803371724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/3674601235803371724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-such-fool.html' title='I&apos;M SUCH A FOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-3214481128623614501</id><published>2008-04-10T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T17:05:33.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the hell??</title><content type='html'>hey.. wats wrong with my blog ah? cos someone leave a comment that i wrote to long on my previous post.. blog is for mi to say how i feel isn't it? u noe who the hell r u man!!! LIM ZICHEN!!! yes!!! u r the 1!!! i say it again: LIM ZICHEN!!!! u think u have gf now u can "lau lan + how lian" ah!! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway dont tok abt him already la.. yesterday early in the morning when to auntie may house and play mahjong.. actually we decided to start at 9 in the morning.. but i cant wake up due to i sleep at 5 plus the day before.. its my goddad call mi then i wake up.. but its too late le.. abt 8.30 then wake up and rush down.. luckily its not that jam at SLE.. haha.. i make the right choice.. so i reach there abt 9am.. then went to have breakfast at nearby kopitiam. had wan tan mee.. and went straight to auntie may house.. and we began..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time my godad dont dare to ask mi to bring more money for him to win la.. coz that time he lost to mi alot when he ask mi to bring more money for him to win. haha.. at first it was all going well.. the first "tong" i won abt 300 plus.. then the 2nd "tong" loose back.. left abt 100 plus of winning.. didnt reallt have the form to play as we cant smoke in the room.. coz auntie may didnt let us. she cant take it when all the 3 of us smole together.. haha.. so i think bcoz of that i didnt really have to form.. when i play i really need to smoke 1 lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway,when we play the 3rd "tong",everything was going well back. i won back a bit. just when we r finishing,i hit 3times limit to uncle william(the other person playing) so everythime was $64. i hit 3 times lei!! wow lua.. so at the last game,i hit to my godad limit again.. haiz.. so the final winning is only 50buck lor.. was the big winner in the first place but now its the person who win the less among the three.. but winning is better than losing la.. so still not that bad.. poor auntie may lost more than 400 bucks lor. she's the only person who lost.. poor auntie may..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that,uncle william need to go fetch his wife so we end much eariler than normal days.. wanted to have some "kuay chap" at sunshine place.. but they all were lazy to go.. so i get some rest at auntie may house.. then went home at night.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when i reach home,i went out with joanna.. went to east coast park to chill.. was a wonderful night!! really enjoy her company.. though its like just sitting at the stone chair and chit chat. then give each other lame jokes, IQ test. haha.. but its was all gd!! ok la.. back to work!!! actually i'm posting this while i'm working.. but nothing to do la.. so its ok.. haha.. bye.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-3214481128623614501?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/3214481128623614501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=3214481128623614501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/3214481128623614501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/3214481128623614501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-hell.html' title='what the hell??'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-1424886058347509154</id><published>2008-04-09T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T04:15:16.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A BAD NIGHT IT WAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vSITxWLKI/AAAAAAAAABM/l2VTCExrxDI/s1600-h/1_280215744l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vSITxWLKI/AAAAAAAAABM/l2VTCExrxDI/s320/1_280215744l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186970436035292322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my baby!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back my bike today evening.. was so happy.. cos its been like a month since i ride on her.. miss her so much.. finally see her,touch her,ride her and bring her for a short ridding.. :) so thought of going touring to melacca.. like a 1 day trip.. so so looking forward to it.. want to take bike already then go back home and get some rest before i go. but it didnt happen.. like i always say:" things dont always happen the way we wanted it". so it make sense right.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. wanted to go so much but something happen which makes mi cant stop worrying for her.. she did it again.. hope this time is not as bad as the previous time.. think something happen and she cant take it though she keep telling mi nothing happen.. but i just can sense it.. then wanted to meet up with her but in the end she didnt want to.. but nvm la.. ok la.. stop toking abt this thing le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. i went to malaysia alone to let my bike warm up and to clear carbon.. so when i reach 2nd link, there was a jam like i never seen before at that timing. i mean i've been on north-south highway for more than 20 times. but i've never ssen a jam like that before. it was bad.. been in the jam for like 45 mins. so after that went onto the 2nd link and i straight away wack it.. actually i'm not really concentrating on the road.. just wanna... aiyah. i also dont noe wat am i thinking.. but i've always been very careful if i go in malaysia alone.. will never hit the speed that i hit just now.. i mean i'm not a speed devil and i've never hit 299km/hr before. and the fastest speed i hit was 284km/hr. that was i really have the form. but this time i'm not wearing and jacket or protection.. wats gotten in mi? before i'll never hit 200km/hr if i'm not wearing any protectiong. as i said i'm very into safety.. haiz.. and thats only on the 2nd link itself.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after i reach malaysia toll,before the petrol kiosk,theres a very dark long road.. and there i clear my meter again.. which means i hit 299km/hr again.. again.. so when i reach the petrol kiosk. i pump some petrol and smoke a few sticks.. then i went on to u turn back to singapore.. and when i u turn already,there's a straight long road again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wack again lor.. hehe.. but this time i didnt hit 299km/hr.. i hit 287km/hr.. then i'm reaching the other petrol kiosk already.. so didn have the chance.. but if the road was longer abit. i believe i'll hit again. simply put it this way.. today i really got the balls lor.. and i just wont let go until i really got scare.. so when i'm at the other petrol kiosk, i top up my petrol again.. and smoke a few sticks again.. then i think i had enough already so i took my leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when i reach singapore custom,the jam was longer than i came in.. i was like.. what the fuck? i noe theres someone dangerous on the run. but its not to the extent like this lor.. the queue i was in hardly moves lor.. got in the jam for 1 1/2 hr this time.. i'm really pissed la!!! so i suspecting it was an old uncle.. so when i reach the 3rd place before its my turn, i saw him.. its really an old uncle.. i knew it!! so there was this malaysian who is scaning his passport, and just for that guy,he took a freaking 20 mins to see his face.. wau lau uncle.. u take a look at the queue and everyone was very hot.. and can i say when i'm hot i'll be piss.. so i keep staring at the uncle and finally cant take it anymore.. so i shouted at him.. "unlce!!! can u see the freaking queue!! we have been in this jam for more than 1 hr. can u pls spare a thought for everyone here. i'm not telling u to do wat u should do.. but that guy is a chinese lor. mas selamat is a malay for goodness sake!!" then the best part is,he still dont care and carry on looking at his pissed face(the chinese man). everyone in the queue was pissed lor.. shit man!! luckily when its the turn for the guy infront of mi,the just scan and let him through. and i'm telling myself if u take as much time as what u did to the poor chinese fellow i'm going to really F u lor.. but heng ah.. he also let mi through after scaning my passport.. so i thought it was over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows then i reach the place where they will check our belonging.. so there was a queue again.. i was like,what the fuck?! curse u mas selamat!!! u brought all this waiting lor! anyway there was this custom officer,wow he damn 'garang' la.. every bike he did a very very strict check. even the below of the bike he also dont give chance lor.. he will go down on pumping position and use 1 hand to hold all his weight and using another hand to hold the touchlight lor.. wow.. i clap lor.. every bike lei.. u think la.. and he was sweating like fuck lor.. i will write in to ur head and tell him to give u 1 full yr of bonus.. fuck lor.. really lor. i've never been in the custom for this long ever lor.. it was so hot lor.. and all the smoke from other bikes really make mi sick lor.. luckily i'm not wearing my jacket lor.. if not i think i'll just die there lor.. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so headed home after all the waiting lor.. just cant wait to get home and shower. so as i was ridding home i think abt her again.. haiz.. y keep thinking abt this type of thing? i'm thinking of the toking we had, the topic we had,the laughing we had on the phone yesterday,the question u throw at mi,the answer i gave u everything la.. i really like to tok to u,though it was nothing much, but u r the only person i tok to for more than 2 hrs since like 2 yrs plus.. in fact i think longer la.. i think not only 2 yrs plus lor.. but as u say,ur exams r coming,and u have a bf now and u dont wanna think abt this thing at this point of time.. so i think i shall not bring up this topic at this point of time.. anyway just gotta wait lor.. now time is the key thing.. going to hit the sacks already.. tomolo gotta wake up at 8am man!!and  something is wrong with this blog timing lor.. now its 4am but it shows 12:55pm.. someone pls do something.. haha.. wat the heck.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-1424886058347509154?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/1424886058347509154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=1424886058347509154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/1424886058347509154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/1424886058347509154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/bad-night-it-was.html' title='A BAD NIGHT IT WAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vSITxWLKI/AAAAAAAAABM/l2VTCExrxDI/s72-c/1_280215744l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-2337771088166549407</id><published>2008-04-08T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T18:06:01.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaha.....</title><content type='html'>finally got my bike back.. miss her so much.. its been like 3 weeks since i last ride my bike.. anyway tonight will be having a short trip to melacca or KL.. just need some time along to really think abt some stuff.. anyway later will be going home to get some rest so that i wont feel tired when ridding up.. :) this is the first trip since last yr.. really miss touring time.. dont habe to think of anything. can relax and just switch off my mind.. haha.. anyway hope to move off by 11.. and be the time i reach there will be abt 1 plus 2 la.. and hopw it wont rain be then.. PRAY PRAY!!! will be back by tomolo to write somemore abt the trip.. :) and will upload some pic of my trip.. haha.. wish mi have a safe and wonderful trip.. :) and remember ah wanqing.. if i dont get back be tomolo evening u noe wat to do already ah.. haha.. ok.. thats all.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-2337771088166549407?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/2337771088166549407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=2337771088166549407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2337771088166549407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2337771088166549407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/hahaha.html' title='hahaha.....'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-2846453111543720487</id><published>2008-04-07T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T03:57:46.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_kqajxWLJI/AAAAAAAAABE/-x17EE_hQxA/s1600-h/IMG_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_kqajxWLJI/AAAAAAAAABE/-x17EE_hQxA/s320/IMG_0631.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186223081661017234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last pic with the guys before leaving the ktv.. anyway thanks guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_kqKjxWLII/AAAAAAAAAA8/-7T8oOnxfwI/s1600-h/IMG_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_kqKjxWLII/AAAAAAAAAA8/-7T8oOnxfwI/s320/IMG_0582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186222806783110274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cut le cut le!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_kp3zxWLHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/b_a6VTgJujA/s1600-h/IMG_0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_kp3zxWLHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/b_a6VTgJujA/s320/IMG_0581.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186222484660563058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ready to cut the cake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_kpijxWLGI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2uRtwTxb78k/s1600-h/IMG_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_kpijxWLGI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2uRtwTxb78k/s320/IMG_0579.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186222119588342882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi and wanqing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_kpKjxWLFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/U3UXekG3SAU/s1600-h/IMG_0572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_kpKjxWLFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/U3UXekG3SAU/s320/IMG_0572.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186221707271482450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi and my cake!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_koizxWLEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oJTeY5y71bg/s1600-h/IMG_0570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_koizxWLEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oJTeY5y71bg/s320/IMG_0570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186221024371682370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making a wish.. hope it come ture.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_kn1zxWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oCvRZZIu4R4/s1600-h/IMG_0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_kn1zxWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oCvRZZIu4R4/s320/IMG_0565.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186220251277569074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;mi and zichen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_kmcTxWLCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mN9055jecYQ/s1600-h/IMG_0564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_kmcTxWLCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mN9055jecYQ/s320/IMG_0564.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186218713679277090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;mi and joanna..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;these are some of the pic we took on my birthday.. 01/04/08..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on that day we went to the ktv opp pearl centre.. lots of fun.. mainly its becoz of my birthday.. haha.. anyway really thank you guys for coming down to my birthday and for the cake!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-2846453111543720487?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/2846453111543720487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=2846453111543720487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2846453111543720487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/2846453111543720487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/last-pic-with-guys-before-leaving-ktv.html' title=''/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_kqajxWLJI/AAAAAAAAABE/-x17EE_hQxA/s72-c/IMG_0631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4650891587870065074.post-6928637366867567068</id><published>2008-04-06T04:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T04:51:20.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW NEW NEW!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>FINALLY!!!!!! got myself a blog.. so i can so call the blogger.. haha.. all thanks to my beloved "bao mei" (sharon AKA wanqing).. thanks ah!!! for now its still blank.. hoping to write something soon for u all. maybe like tomolo.. for now its too late.. gonna hit the sacks!!! bye bye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4650891587870065074-6928637366867567068?l=derekslowvakia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/feeds/6928637366867567068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4650891587870065074&amp;postID=6928637366867567068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/6928637366867567068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4650891587870065074/posts/default/6928637366867567068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derekslowvakia.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-new-new.html' title='NEW NEW NEW!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>SaintDerek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625619579728325367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6mEQX4uyu6E/R_vT1zxWLMI/AAAAAAAAABY/HQdJ7DXa6Oc/S220/PICT0089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
