<?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-7064554</id><updated>2011-07-08T22:36:05.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:en:bar:®</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-2020995752511286848</id><published>2009-06-30T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T01:17:13.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Where's everyone?  hmm.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-2020995752511286848?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/2020995752511286848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=2020995752511286848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/2020995752511286848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/2020995752511286848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2009/06/wheres-everyone-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-113377104273174864</id><published>2005-12-05T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T12:18:32.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a year.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- season's greetings.. :) --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-113377104273174864?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/113377104273174864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=113377104273174864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/113377104273174864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/113377104273174864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-year.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-112418088922793720</id><published>2005-08-16T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T16:28:09.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUTING OUTING OUTING!!! KWAIGgggg...</title><content type='html'>ITs been A LONG LONG LONG while since we had a ENTES outing!! so its time for one!!!! SAT!! lets all meet up for dinner!! any strong objections??place not confirm yet...but..it would be great to hear some suggestions!!! or we might end up in killiney again if u want mi to plan....haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-112418088922793720?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/112418088922793720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=112418088922793720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/112418088922793720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/112418088922793720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2005/08/outing-outing-outing-kwaiggggg.html' title='OUTING OUTING OUTING!!! KWAIGgggg...'/><author><name>diana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-112377071989454872</id><published>2005-08-11T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T22:31:59.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of TUMMY MAN and BEER BELLY GIRL</title><content type='html'>At a restaurant &lt;br /&gt;Beer belly girl just arrived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tummy man : Heh , beer belly girl why so late ? I've waited so long liao&lt;br /&gt;            My tummy getting smaller !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer belly girl : Aiya... dun blame me lah you ALL know I forever late wat !&lt;br /&gt;                  Tummy man u also forever act ninja hard to find YOU !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tummy man : ok ok I'm sorry lets order some FOOD I'm famished and you know I need&lt;br /&gt;            food to maintain my Powers !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer belly girl :  ( showing her monkey face ) erm...... wat powers you have ? &lt;br /&gt;                    And you know I dun any how eat food !!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tummy man : MY POWERS ARE TO BURB LAH !!! YOU DUN EVEN CARE ABOUT ME ,&lt;br /&gt;            I ALWAYS BURB AFTER MY MEALS WAT !!  YES I know you only drink beer &lt;br /&gt;            and eat ROANALD macdonald's ..... I suppose your quite happy now that &lt;br /&gt;            Its going 24hrs..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer belly girl : ( giving the smuck look ) Dun play play ah... YOU ALL know &lt;br /&gt;                   wat my super power is ...... TO EAT !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUMMY MAN : MY BACKSIDE YOUR FACE AH !!! ( SHOWING THE FINGERS AND EVERYTHING THAT&lt;br /&gt;            STICKS UP AT WILL )  THAT UNNATURAL POWERS.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer belly girl : ( Growing frustrated ) HEH HEH ..... I agree to this lunch date &lt;br /&gt;                   only because you're a nice man SO BE A MAN DO THE RIGHT THING &lt;br /&gt;                   OR I'LL HAVE TO CHARGE YOU THIRTY FOUR FIFTY !!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tummy man : ( sensing the tension ........ he rubs his tummy  -__- ~~~ ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer belly girl : ( sensing the tension....... rubs her belly  -_____- ~~~~ ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT THIS POINT IN TIME THE WRITE GOT MENTAL BLOCK......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happily came along MR rubber ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rubber : Heh its seems that YOU TWO ARE HAVING A BAD STOMUCH !! ( WITH THAT RUBBER &lt;br /&gt;         RUBS SOME TIGER BUM ON BOTH TUMMY MAN AND BEER BELLY GIRL )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piak piak piak piak ....... both of them let of some gas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that both tummy man and beer belly girl felt better and went on with their date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above story had no similiarity to reality or not ? hmmmmm maybe...  oh well lets just hope the others will give their thoughts..... till than&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-112377071989454872?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/112377071989454872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=112377071989454872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/112377071989454872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/112377071989454872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2005/08/chronicles-of-tummy-man-and-beer-belly.html' title='Chronicles of TUMMY MAN and BEER BELLY GIRL'/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867802008702807706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-111082203653886824</id><published>2005-03-15T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T03:14:09.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhh .. . .. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-111082203653886824?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/111082203653886824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=111082203653886824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/111082203653886824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/111082203653886824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2005/03/arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-110932095844573549</id><published>2005-02-25T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T16:42:51.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its that time again.............</title><content type='html'>.........yes.. that time where we slog and lose our social lives.......only to gain tired eyes and maybe dry haggard looking hair (sheepie :P) hahaha. and ack. that time where we'd need to hear that all too familiar closing-of-library song...... and that all too familiar female voice reciting ''dear users, the library will be closing in blah blah and blah'' bleh. yep. its.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... MUGGING TIME. again. arrrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. hopefully the same usual gang will be back again to encourage one another in our mugging. and pray that we'd all do pretty ok again this yr. gambatte ne! so guyssss studying sessions anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-110932095844573549?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/110932095844573549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=110932095844573549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/110932095844573549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/110932095844573549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-that-time-again.html' title='its that time again.............'/><author><name>larlar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-110747805218645586</id><published>2005-02-04T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T09:05:26.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSING!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MISSING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;this blog entry is dedicated to things that r missing in this yr's chinese new yr....where r they? no one knows..they r jus not there..last seen by all of us during last yr's chinese new yr..but this yr..we r celebrating without them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(1) no CT GIRLS or Chinadolls singing chinese new yr songs this yr..remem..usually during this time last yr...their IRRitatin~~ chinese new yr songs will be playing everywhere..they r so pro in changing every other chinese pop songs into some chinese new yr remix song with techno background..but ...where r they this yr..?? no one noes..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(2) no chinese new yr bag given at shopping centres..those that u put ur kum aka mandarin orange in..usually shopping centres will giv out such bags to ppl..to attract customers..but this yr..tadaah...i dun see any ard at all..missing..where r they? no one noes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-110747805218645586?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/110747805218645586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=110747805218645586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/110747805218645586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/110747805218645586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2005/02/missing.html' title='MISSING!!'/><author><name>diana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-110682086427642990</id><published>2005-01-27T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T03:16:51.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too quiet liao.... make some unacceptable noise here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;table style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse;color:black;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" border="1" bordercolor="#808080" &gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You Are a Seeker Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="125" src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/seeker-soul.jpg" width="125" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are on a quest for knowledge and life challenges.&lt;br /&gt;You love to be curious and ask a ton of questions.&lt;br /&gt;Since you know so much, you make for an interesting conversationalist.&lt;br /&gt;Mentally alert, you can outwit almost anyone (and have fun doing it!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very introspective, you can be silently critical of others.&lt;br /&gt;And your quiet nature makes it difficult for people to get to know you.&lt;br /&gt;You see yourself as a philosopher, and you take everything philosophically.&lt;br /&gt;Your main talent is expressing and communicating ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/huntersoul.html"&gt;Hunter Soul&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/visionarysoul.html"&gt;Visionary Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/kindsoulquiz.html"&gt;What Kind of Soul Are You?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-110682086427642990?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/110682086427642990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=110682086427642990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/110682086427642990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/110682086427642990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2005/01/too-quiet-liao-make-some-unacceptable.html' title='too quiet liao.... make some unacceptable noise here'/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867802008702807706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-110373821665560226</id><published>2004-12-23T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T01:56:56.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas outing..finally!</title><content type='html'>haha! guyyyssss.. &lt;strong&gt;christmas outing cum casey's bday dinner on sunday 26th, 7pm&lt;/strong&gt; yea.. haha phew. so hard to get everyone together.. so far everyone's going i think.. =P and the presents! haha u guys keep asking me where to buy and what to buy huh.. but i myself need to think what i shld buy too.. haha.. all i can say.. is.. no photo frames?? pls? (this is directed at abu) cos else what if vincent receives abu's present again.. haha yearly photo frames huh? wahahaha poor lizard. =X and all be honest abt the price k. haha hint hint diana... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to sunday. wanna chill out after dinner? hmm u guys decide la k. see ya all there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-110373821665560226?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/110373821665560226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=110373821665560226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/110373821665560226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/110373821665560226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-outingfinally.html' title='christmas outing..finally!'/><author><name>larlar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-110256028035070706</id><published>2004-12-09T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T10:44:40.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS outing***</title><content type='html'>JINGLE BELL JINGLE BELL JINGEL BELL ROCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;hello ppl!!! christmas is comin!!!! christmas party anyone??exchange presents!! haha....so excitin...den maybe we can hav a pot luck or something? jus notice mi n amy hav nothing on on christmas eve!! hmmmm...so ppl any plans?? tell mi the dates that u guys can make it k...den maybe see whether i can set a date to hav an entes christmas outing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya...jus to remind u guys........ALL OF U ARE GOIN TO THE BASH!!! 16 dec 2004!! no excuses hor...those who hav dates...get a ticket for ur date....den u 2 come together....!! so casey..!! bring meryl along ya?? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-110256028035070706?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/110256028035070706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=110256028035070706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/110256028035070706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/110256028035070706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-outing.html' title='CHRISTMAS outing***'/><author><name>diana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-110170018748564985</id><published>2004-11-29T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T21:19:21.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lame one-liners!! haha =p</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Everyone has a photographic memory.. Some, don't have film.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He who laughs last, thinks slowest. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A day without sunshine is like, well, night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the other hand.. you have different fingers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back up my hard drive? How do I put it in reverse? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just got lost in thought. It was unfamiliar territory. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seen it all, done it all, can't remember most of it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those who live by the sword get shot by those who don't. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel like I'm diagonally parked in a parallel universe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He's not dead. He's electroencephalographically challenged. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say will be misquoted then used against you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wonder how much deeper the ocean would be without sponges. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Honk if you love peace and quiet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pardon my driving. I'm reloading. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Despite the cost of living, have you noticed how it remains so popular? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing is foolproof to a sufficiently talented fool. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is hard to understand how a cemetery raised its burial costs and blamed it on the high cost of living. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just remember... if the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The 50-50-90 rule: Anytime you have a 50-50 chance of getting something right, there's a 90% probability you'll get it wrong. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is said that if you line up all the cars in the world end to end, someone would be stupid enough to try and pass them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can't have everything, where would you put it? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Latest survey shows that 3 out of 4 people make up 75% of the world's population. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If the shoe fits, get another one just like it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The things that come to those that wait may be the things left by those who got there first. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach a man to fish and he will sit in a boat all day drinking beer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Flashlight: A case for holding dead batteries. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shin: A device for finding furniture. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As long as there are tests, there will be prayer in public schools. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A fine is a tax for doing wrong. A tax is a fine for doing well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was recently discovered that research causes cancer in rats. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everybody lies, but it doesn't matter since nobody listens. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I started out with nothing, and I still have most of it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you go into court you are putting yourself in the hands of 12 people that weren't smart enough to get out of jury duty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;honk honk!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-110170018748564985?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/110170018748564985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=110170018748564985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/110170018748564985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/110170018748564985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/11/lame-one-liners-haha-p.html' title='lame one-liners!! haha =p'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-110049327936353859</id><published>2004-11-15T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T12:40:42.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIANAISM is BACK!!</title><content type='html'>DONG ..DONG.. CHENG!!!! CHENG CHENG CHENG!!TADAaaaaaaH !! ppl...DIANAism is back!! the long awaited dianaism is finally back!! hav kep u guys waitin for a long time rite..hmm...dun need to explain..i understand...everyone loves dianaism..*wink* dianaism only offers FACTS...no CRAPS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theory 8: behind every horror movie...there is a love story...this is super true...recall...THE RING? theres a love story...JU ON..theres a love story...DOLL MASTER..theres a love story too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theory 9: wierd coloured vegetables r not supposed to be eaten..they taste wierd...vegetables like brinjal, capsicum taste wierd!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theory 10: watermelons r supposed to be red in colour...the yellow watermelons will never taste as sweet as the red ones..same goes for green apples...it will never taste as good as red apples..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theory 11: Christmas songs makes u feel super happy..the word is SUPER happy...jingle bell ..jingle bell ..jingle bell...rock! feelin haappier now rite? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theory 12: Christmas music makes u shop more n buy more things in a shop...tried n tested!! its true!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theory 13: always think that u wun do well in something...den usually ..u will end up doin quite well...so,.the moral of the story is...dun ever tink u will score flyin colours for an exam!! the possibility of u failin is quite high if u tink that way!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theory 14: this is for ppl who dun like shows with lots of gore scenes...get a cardigan which u can see thru one...yes!! the kind u can see thru...but..keep everything in black n white...hide under it and watch the show!! the blood dun seems so scary when it is black n white in colour haha..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.....end of dianaism for now...look out for more theories soon...=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-110049327936353859?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/110049327936353859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=110049327936353859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/110049327936353859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/110049327936353859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/11/dianaism-is-back.html' title='DIANAISM is BACK!!'/><author><name>diana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109879783971536016</id><published>2004-10-26T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T21:37:19.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yangism 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;h5 style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt; &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p&gt;YANGISM.......... to women ++&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;When the shoe doesn't fit , it means the shoe is too big or small , Not because your feet is too BIG or small . &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When u ask a man any question be prepared for the answer , the answer given is just what it is... stop asking too much... u might just end up in the dumpster--- or circling around in friendster for new friends .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having thunder thighs doesnt mean u ARE FAT !! , it just means u need more exercise to tone it down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How many man does it takes to satisfy a woman ? aNS : 0 , no man is perfect .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Although man like to see girls in hipster that doesnt mean we like to see the ass crack as well , so PULL UP A BIT !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Menicure, pedicure and WAXING are only meant for FEMALES stop doing horrible test experiment on MAN , unless its been requested .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Man are pig , woman are also bitches mah..... (gals you know it too )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've probably made some enemies now but hahah but its just wat i had in mind , nothing to write blubbering on ....on on on on.&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN ARE HORRIBLE AND MAN ARE INCORRIGIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm just terrible... hahahhahaha..... somebody slap me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109879783971536016?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109879783971536016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109879783971536016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109879783971536016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109879783971536016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/10/yangism-2.html' title='Yangism 2'/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867802008702807706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109716379985953762</id><published>2004-10-07T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T23:43:19.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>politics =P</title><content type='html'>hahaha nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little boy goes to his dad and asks, "What is politics?" Dad says, "Well son, let me try to explain it this way: I'm the breadwinner of the family, so let's call me Capitalism. Your Mom, she's the administrator of the money, so we'll call her the Government. We're here to take care of your needs , so we'll callyou the People. The nanny, we'll consider her the Working Class. And your baby brother, we'll call him the Future. Now, think about that and see if that makes sense." So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him. He finds that the baby has severely soiled his diaper. So the little boy goes to his parents' room and finds his mother sound asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny's room. Finding the door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and sees his father in bed with the nanny. He gives up and goes back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, the little boy says to his father, "Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now. "The father says, "Good son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about. "The little boy replies, "Well, while Capitalism is screwing the Working Class, the Government is sound asleep, the People are being ignored and the Future is in deep shit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109716379985953762?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109716379985953762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109716379985953762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109716379985953762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109716379985953762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/10/politics-p.html' title='politics =P'/><author><name>larlar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109671856908490440</id><published>2004-10-02T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T00:04:11.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The skill of Lightning slash.... whose the real owner</title><content type='html'>&lt;h5 style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whose the real ownerTAI-ang-do VS CHi-na DO ... Orchid-licker ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amist the tai-ang-do and Chi-na-do street fightING... it seems that the little action by the little known skill size of a OoO seems to have generated "certain" action by the Tai-ang-do that produces nice food and programs that MY pi sai country enjoys . Well i guess the small amount of Them enjoys bbq or 7th month.... or something lah used , used up all they're bbq material that the Orchid-licker's secret manual which WE stand praying and chanting to every morning in my pri and sec sch days and another LONG DAYS was used to "supplement" them for their habits or watever lah.. . WAS the nature of Orchid-licker skill that powerful to caused some TAI-ANG-DO practioner to start bbq ? Orchid-licker,Tai-ang-do and Chi-na-do are frens at least from MY licking side.... but the distruption in learning to mould the QI attain by learning tai-ang-do and chi-na-do seems to cause a big distruption in the force as sensed by Yodas around the world.. . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess the sensitivity btw has risen tai-ang-do and Chi-na-do , ever since the action to bring tai-ang-do and chi-na-do together to form TAI-CHI . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tracing back a skilled learner in Orchid-licking visited Another skiled learner of Tai-ang-do INFORMALLY ... however that seems to have been another painful episode...... as well.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IF i recall the ART OF WAR correctly or my own decIpher : "THE CLASHING OF TWO STONES WILL ONLY START A FIRE FOR THE THIRD STONE TO ENJOY ITS MEAL" .Seems that Orchid-lickers are not the 3rd stone but rather people who beats ard the XXXXseems that they may provide leaves for Tai-ang-do to bring up their skill to another level to pit agains Chi-na-do .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ORchid-licker size of OoO ? Iknow not the size of the heart but the greatness off the lungs that sucks air out of the BRAIN.Who will win ? A 100 waiting years to answer as they say will wait.Orchid-licker... lets just enjoy the orchid lor... its still beautiful now matter wat happens.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109671856908490440?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109671856908490440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109671856908490440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109671856908490440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109671856908490440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/10/skill-of-lightning-slash-whose-real.html' title='The skill of Lightning slash.... whose the real owner'/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867802008702807706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109616457984599212</id><published>2004-09-26T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T10:09:39.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blossom</title><content type='html'>Suddenly, i felt like after orientation days again.........  the  dark period seems to be over and rays of light are upoon us again........&lt;br /&gt;                          our lizard still the same .............&lt;br /&gt;           shall in write entes story part 2 ?.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109616457984599212?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109616457984599212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109616457984599212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109616457984599212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109616457984599212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/09/blossom.html' title='blossom'/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867802008702807706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109509117250636085</id><published>2004-09-13T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T00:39:11.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>€‚ƒ‚ƒõö</title><content type='html'>heyo..the show "FRIENDS" ended just now..&lt;br /&gt;last episode already.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. maybe we entes.&lt;br /&gt;we'll also get to last another ten yrs, or so?&lt;br /&gt;who knows huh.&lt;br /&gt;hey, guys and gals.&lt;br /&gt;i'll see u there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109509117250636085?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109509117250636085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109509117250636085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109509117250636085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109509117250636085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/09/blog-post_13.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: -33&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Webdings&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;€‚ƒ‚ƒ&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Webdings&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;õö&lt;/font&gt;'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109493225563269091</id><published>2004-09-12T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T03:50:55.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Received an interesting email.. so here I am sharing it with you peeps.. I felt lil shudders when I read the ended.. Eeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I forwarded this email a few days ago, I guess most of you may have read it already but her it is if you haven't seen it before. Here it goes..:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE COFFIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pretty woman was serving a life sentence in prison. Angry and  resentful about her situation, she had decided that she would rather die than to live another year in prison. Over the years she had become good friends with one of the prison caretakers. His job, among others, was to bury those prisoners who died in a graveyard just outside the prison walls. When a prisoner died, the caretaker rang a bell, which was heard by everyone. The caretaker then got the body and put it in a casket. Next, he entered his office to fill out the death certificate before returning to the casket to nail the lid shut. Finally, he put the casket on a wagon to take it to the graveyard and bury it. Knowing this routine, the woman devised an escape plan and shared it with the caretaker. The next time the bell rang, the woman would leave her cell and sneak into the dark room where the coffins were kept. She would slip into the coffin with the dead body while the caretaker was filling out the death certificate. When the care- taker returned, he would nail the lid shut and take the coffin outside the prison with the woman in the coffin along with the dead body. He would then bury the coffin. The woman knew there would be enough air for her to breathe until later in the evening when the caretaker would return to the graveyard &gt;&gt;&gt;under the cover of darkness, dig up the coffin, open it, and set her free.The caretaker was reluctant to go along with this plan, but since he and the woman had become good friends over the years, he agreed to do it. The woman waited several weeks before some- one in the prison died. She was asleep in her cell when she heard the death bell ring. She got up, picked the lock of her cell, and slowly walked down the hallway. She was nearly caught a couple of times. Her heart was beating fast. She opened the door to the darkened room where the coffins were kept. Quietly in the dark, she found the coffin that contained the dead body, carefully climbed into the coffin and pulled the lid shut to wait for the caretaker to come and nail the lid shut.Soon she heard footsteps and the pounding of the hammer and nails. Even though she was very uncomfortable in the coffin with the dead body, she knew that with each nail she was one step closer to freedom.The coffin was lifted onto the wagon and taken outside to the graveyard. She could feel the coffin being lowered into the ground. She didn't make a sound as the coffin hit the bottom of the grave with a thud.Finally she heard the dirt dropping onto the top of the wooden coffin,and she knew that it was only a matter of time until she would be free at last. After several minutes of absolute silence, she began to laugh. She was free! She was free! Feeling curious, she decided to light a match to find out the identity of the dead prisoner beside her. To her horror, she discovered that she was lying next to the dead caretaker.Many people believe they have life all figured out..... but sometimes it just doesn't turn out the way they planned it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109493225563269091?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109493225563269091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109493225563269091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109493225563269091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109493225563269091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/09/received-interesting-email.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13750425473697506462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109493163012275771</id><published>2004-09-12T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T03:42:37.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heya, how are you peeps? :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;how are you peeps? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well, I haven't seen most of you people for a long while, ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm sorry if I couldn't make it to some of your outings, was really busy, I will definitely try to go to ya next one and so on! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well, well, this is my 1st post on Enbar, so juz drop by to say hi, how are you, and stuff. cool layout Kervin! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;See ya around in school and miss ya people loads! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109493163012275771?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109493163012275771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109493163012275771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109493163012275771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109493163012275771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/09/heya-how-are-you-peeps.html' title='Heya, how are you peeps? :)'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13750425473697506462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109491281450538924</id><published>2004-09-11T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T22:34:40.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girls rule and boys drool =P</title><content type='html'>haha im so damn bored from being cooped up at home..that i've decided to blog! arrgghh. i've been missing all the fun lately. sob. in desperation for a life. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh anyways guys, no offence intended ya. cant help it that we gals are the superior gender..right? hahaha jk jk...enjoy reading =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE VS HUSBAND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple drove down a country road for several miles,not saying a word. An earlier discussion had led to argument and neither of them wanted to concede their position. As they passed a barnyard of mules, goats, and pigs, the husband asked sarcastically, "Relatives of yours?" "Yep," the wife replied, "in-laws."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A husband read an article to his wife about how many words women use a day... 30,000 to a man's 15,000. The wife replied, "The reason has to be because we have to repeat everything to men... The husband then turned to his wife and asked, "What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man said to his wife one day, "I don't know how you can be so stupid and so beautiful all at the same time." The wife responded, "Allow me to explain.God made me beautiful so you would be attracted to me; God made me stupid, so I would be attracted to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and er.. this one has abit of dianaism in it..hahaha but its funny =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man and his wife were having an argument about who should brew the coffee each morning. The wife said, "You should do it, because you get up first, and then we don't have to wait as long to get our coffee." The husband said, " You are in charge of cooking around here and you should do it, because that is your job, and I can just wait for my coffee." Wife replies, "No, you should do it, and besides, it is in the Bible that the man should do the coffee." Husband replies, "I can't believe that, show me." So she fetched the Bible, and opened the New Testament and showed him at the top of several pages, that it indeed says..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HEBREWS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha what more is there to say xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109491281450538924?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109491281450538924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109491281450538924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109491281450538924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109491281450538924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/09/girls-rule-and-boys-drool-p.html' title='girls rule and boys drool =P'/><author><name>larlar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109405123819255881</id><published>2004-09-01T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T23:10:18.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lame jokes.. :p</title><content type='html'>A little boy was visiting his grandmother and the young boy asked his grandmother,"grandma, how old are you"? She replied, "you shouldn't ask me questions like that". A few minutes past and the young boy asked his grandmother another question, "how much do you weight"? The grandmother replied, "you shouldn't ask me questions like that"! The following week when the little boy went back to school he told his friends about the coversation he had with his grandmother and how he was unable to get an answer from her. The little boy's friends advised him to look on her drivers license, all the information will be there. The next week when the little boy was visiting his grandmother he told her he knew how much she weighed and how old she was. The grandmother didn't believe him until he told her,"you weight 130lb., and you are 65 years old". Then the little boy in a bashfull way wispered to his grandmother, "I also know you got an F in Sex".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A farmer is milking his cow. As he is milking, a fly comes along and flies into the cows ear. A little bit later, the farmer notices the fly in the milk. The farmer looks up and says, "Hmph. In one ear, out the utter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old man and his wife went to the doctor for a check-up. While the man is with the doctor, the doctor askes him, "So how has life been treating you?" The old man replies, "The Lord's been good to me. Every night when I go to the bathroom, He turns the light on and when I'm finished, He turns the light off." While the old woman is with the doctor, the doctor tells her what her husband said. She replied "D*mn it! The old fart's been pissin in the ice box again!"~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two old guys at an old folk's home shooting the breeze. One says "How's the memory?" The other says "Perfect, touch wood", and raps his knuckles on the table. 2 minutes go bye, and then he says "Somebody gonna get the door or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man goes to a psychiatrist, and tells him "Doc, I think I have an obsession with sex." The doctor agrees to examine him and begins by showing him various drawings. First the doctor draws a square and asks the man to identify it. The man immediately says "sex". Next the doctor draws a circle, which the man again identifies as sex. Thirdly, the doctor draws a triangle, which of course the patient identifies as "sex". The doctor puts the drawings away and says to the patient, "Yes, I do believe that you have an obsession with sex." To which the man replies, "I'm not the one with the obsession! YOU'RE the one drawing all the dirty pictures!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two male mushrooms are walking down the road. Walking towards them is a female mushroom all dressed up. They look at her. She ignores them both and walks right by. Then, the one male mushroom, in a very high pitched mushroom voice, says to the other: "Jeez, she didn't even look at us. What's wrong? We are a couple of fun-gis!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A skeleton is in a bar. He goes up to the bar.&lt;br /&gt;"A pint of lager and a mop please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Waiter! This coffee tastes like mud."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes sir, it's fresh ground."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's brown and sticky?&lt;br /&gt;A stick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do John the Baptist &amp;amp; Winnie the Pooh have in common?&lt;br /&gt;Their middle name.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. Why are there so many Johnsons in the phone book?&lt;br /&gt;They all have phones.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bird can lift the most weight?&lt;br /&gt;The Crane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you call a deer with no eyes? No idea. (no eye dear)&lt;br /&gt;What do you call a deer with no legs and no eyes?&lt;br /&gt;- Still.. no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two sausages are in a pan. One looks at the other and says "god it's hot in here, and the other sausage says "OH MY GOD IT'S A TALKING SAUSAGE!"~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you call a fly with no wings? A walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing that goes through a bug's mind as it hits a windshield?&lt;br /&gt;- His butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you catch a squirrel?&lt;br /&gt;Climb into a tree and act like a nut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND..&lt;br /&gt;What do you call a sheep with no legs?&lt;br /&gt;A cloud!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109405123819255881?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109405123819255881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109405123819255881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109405123819255881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109405123819255881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/09/lame-jokes-p.html' title='lame jokes.. :p'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109333592046821554</id><published>2004-08-24T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T00:27:57.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmmmm :p</title><content type='html'>hmmmm.. haha this place been crawling with spider webs..&lt;br /&gt;heyy, blogger introduced this new blogger bar on top, and.. now when i click on "next blog", i'm taken to some random blog on blogspot.. wahh, talk about instant “voyeurism”.. u know, sometimes it does seem fascinating. that we get to read something like that, of someone we totally dun know. just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyy i read some of ur blogs. and i must say most of the time i'm really tempted to comment. But then, it feels wierd lah if I just leave something on that comment page. hmmm. u know.. very often the writings show a great deal of maturity, and how a lot of thought goes into what u all put there. very amazing stuff. No surprises lah since we're all so old liao. but yah, some of the stuff out there make very intriguing reads. But, Haha,&lt;br /&gt;“teacher teachhherr, cherrr, I got something to say..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U see, casey has been putting up a few pieces touching on "dreams", "aspirations" and "success". Very gd pieces, if not cliched. certainly reflects very much on his personality. very gd stuff lah. He even has a LKY article telling us the usual “how to prepare urself for the future economy” recommendation. A must read for shitheads like me hor. haha. and amy? amy writes very well. Mind boggling stuff to say the least, but her blog’s her voice and she’s screaming I think. heyy, yup and i read larry's livejournal just now. larry sounds very different. In the latest entry! He’s speaking English.. impeccable English leh, as he tries to examine his r/s issues, or lack of issues anyway. Haha ok lah. Me also wat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr demuro:&lt;br /&gt;wahh casey casey. It seems very obvious that u are set on achieving something great with ur life. Haha. Ok that didn’t sound too scarcastic did it? Ok no lah. heyy under casey’s yr bk photo, u know, it would read something like “guy most likely to start great porridge conglomerate / embark food empire”. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;From wat I last heard, he’s going to join breadtalk. Then from there he’s going to learn all there is to learn about running a mega food franchise… Then, Then like the fast forward scenes from the movies.. kinda like when rocky runs up and down those nv ending concrete steps, training to fight like a bumble bee all under all five minutes.. yup. Casey’s going to be one of those. The camera’s going to pan left to right.. scenes of casey working toiling endlessly.. scrubbing floors.. and with the hands of the kitchen clock endlessly turning.. oh the calendar pages tearing.. casey climbs the foodie industry corporate ladder on the double!! and in no time.. he heads out!! Starts his own business.. and he’s king of the world!! Haha. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in dreams too. We ARE at the crossroads of our lives. No shit. And let’s just hope we would still be able to recognize ourselves when we try to do that next left turn at the junction eh. I think, there’s a lot to say about this topic here. Not just about what’s on the surface, but this issue would be going into something really deep. And very often people do give very clichéd and standardized answers. But then there’ll always some deep underlying meaning behind those answers. I had hoped to attack this notion of dreams and so called success. But then I decided against it, since anyone who would try to do something like that would in the end only contradict himself. Clichéd,or not. I must say dreams and aspirations are the kinda of stuff that’s got us this far in first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemini star:&lt;br /&gt;Haha hey I’m so impressed I left a smiley face in the comment box. Ok ok, or rather, I was kinda so “drawn in” by ur latest entry. I guess wat u saying applies to me too huh. Haha. But I guess it must feel gd to have all the ladies hanging around u. And I believe the qn u left off with, well, the qn itself is irrelevant. And an answer is unnecessary.. U’re the Gemini star leh. Haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey the results are coming out soon... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;\\ music //&lt;/h5&gt;moon river - 蔡宗祐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://kcinc0.tripod.com/music/moon.mp3" width="69" height="39" type="text/html; charset=iso-8859-1" volume="200" autoreplay="false" loop="1" autostart="false" border="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tense - 蔡宗祐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://kcinc0.tripod.com/music/tense.mp3" width="69" height="39" type="text/html; charset=iso-8859-1" volume="200" autoreplay="false" loop="1" autostart="false" border="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twentysomething - jamie callum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://keaimoomoo.tripod.com/music/11.mp3" width="69" height="39" type="text/html; charset=iso-8859-1" volume="200" autoreplay="false" loop="1" autostart="false" border="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109333592046821554?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109333592046821554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109333592046821554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109333592046821554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109333592046821554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/08/hmmmmm-p.html' title='hmmmmm :p'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109309491061447700</id><published>2004-08-21T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T21:28:30.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A dream for S'pore</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I came across this article, it deserves a mention. Read on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Chua Mui Hoong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HAVE a dream.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many dreams, in fact, for Singapore. And what better time to share them than now, when there's a nationwide effort to engage the post-independence generation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream that the core values that root us here will be entrenched in our hearts and minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That we continue to astound visitors by the way our temples, Buddhist or Hindu, sit beside churches, which sit across the street from mosques, and where all feel they have an equal place under the Singapore sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That on the bus, in driverless trains and across hawker centres on the island, the turban sits beside the tudung, the cheongsam beside the sarong kebaya and the sari, and all bond over laksa and murtabak, chicken rice and nasi lemak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream that Singapore continues to be a place where the poor feel their children have an equal chance to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where a hawker's child continues to be taught so well in school, she does not need private tuition or expensive assessment books to top the class and win government scholarships to the best universities abroad. And that when she starts work, her lack of 'connections' proves no bar to a good career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the foundational values of multi-racialism and meritocracy, I have other ambitious dreams for Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of a society where the young will dare to do, and dare to dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where teachers mark students' work with ticks, smiley faces and stars, not highlight mistakes by crossing them out in disapproving red ink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, no child need ever fear exercising his imagination in composition writing for fear of being marked 'out of point' , and all children will dare to experiment, and not use only safe words they can spell, for fear of 'losing marks for spelling wrongly'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of a society where little girls who struggle to get their As feel a sense of pride because they can do a perfect pirouette or execute a perfect handstand, flipping their bodies up against the wall, and grinning at you upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of a Singapore where its people have space to breathe, and dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where our neighbours are peaceable and prosperous, so the region becomes a natural extension of the city we live in, a place we can escape to when the pressures of urban living crowd too much upon us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of a Singapore that gives its people psychic space, even if it is unable to provide the physical space so many of us long for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A country where the marginalised have a place in society and freedom from discrimination: the disabled, the gays, the drug addicts, the ex-convicts, the dialect-speaking ah pek. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of a country where the state retreats, because the citizens step forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the state is wise enough to share its power and information with the people, knowing that is the best way to safeguard the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of a society where concerned citizens do not remain atomistic individuals venting to newspaper letters' pages, but organise and work with one another to push for causes they believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of a society where we can all be proud of being Singaporean, where each National Day, we wear our hearts outside our homes and fly the flag with pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where citizens understand that we can be pro-Singapore whole-heartedly, because being pro-Singapore is not the same as being pro-government or pro-party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of a society with laws that do not only give power to ministers, but also protect citizens' rights against abuses by ministries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of a society where anyone who wants to be active in opposition politics needs a stout heart but not a fat wallet. Where no parent of an idealistic young opposition member need fear that she might be bullied or sued or cowed, simply for joining an opposition party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of a society where politics remains clean, and where elections remain focused on the issues of the day, not personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of a society where the government is effective but not overly powerful; where it is able to respond swiftly, but always remain accountable in a genuine way to the people. Where there are checks on executive power, in the legislature, in institutions like the elected presidency, in the Constitution and in civil society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of a society where no citizen need fear the government because he knows there are institutions and laws and groups that will protect him from a rogue state, so that talk of the 'climate of fear' and urban legends about the dreaded knock in the middle of the night get the treatment they deserve and are laughed off the public discourse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, I dream of a Singapore where we all feel proud to be Singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A society where Singaporeans - parents and children alike - appreciate what we have around us, and do not merely hanker after treasures abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What treasures are there in Singapore, you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen the white-bellied sea eagle soar above the reservoirs? Have you felt the wavy ridges on the underside of the keruing leaf? Have you walked the beaches at Chek Jawa to spot starfish and sand dollars in the sand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you eaten chilli crab under the stars, with your feet in the sand? Enjoyed a drink at Sentosa as the sun set? Seen a performance at the Esplanade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream that all Singaporeans too will have eyes to see treasures that are Singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that our hearts will know that being Singaporean is not second best, but the best possible nationality there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writer is Senior Correspondent on The Straits Times Political Desk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109309491061447700?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109309491061447700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109309491061447700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109309491061447700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109309491061447700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/08/dream-for-spore.html' title='A dream for S&apos;pore'/><author><name>CaseyDemuro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09864351872228038887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109275619547927918</id><published>2004-08-17T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T23:24:16.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm...this site...is gettin too quiet..dun worry ppl...no more dianaism today...for...its JOKE TIME!!!! time to spread some laughter...n let u guy's brain..work!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;Question: There are 10 apples on the tree...n one monkey is on the tree too...if the monkey throw 2 apples down to the ground..y is there...still 9 apples on the tree?? y?? y??y??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;look out for the ans...in the next posting...ppl...like..amy..larry...sean..who noe the ans...ssssshhhhhhhh=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109275619547927918?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109275619547927918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109275619547927918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109275619547927918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109275619547927918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/08/hmmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>diana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109247039929413163</id><published>2004-08-14T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T16:12:49.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STORY of entes........&lt;&lt; My version&gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>Once upoon a time there was some people ......................and animals and insect and etc etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake &lt;kervin&gt;&amp; Jill ( kervin &amp;amp; gail )went up the hill to pluck A rare BLACK apple &lt;amy&gt;with a red dot( AMY)  From A tree call SRC Orientation CAMP.. BUT , the tree had a guardian call "AIYO!! SO EEEKKKY " ( HIDAHYA) &lt;hidaya&gt;she did her : AIYO SO EEEKKKY !!! AND pressed the red dot on the apple which blew jake &amp; jill away to a place call "far far land" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scence 2 : FAR FAR LAND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake &amp;amp; jill landed in the castle of FAR FAR LAND call : "FRIENDLY FRIENDLY" living in the castle was king (DRUMS pls do ya job )  Vincent.. ( who was a lizard , until kissed by the princess back than...) and Queen Radiah ( who wanted to be a belly dancer rather than a Queen ).. Upoon the erm erm.... "arrival" of jake &amp; jill the High MONK WITH AMZAING POWER like SPIDER MAN.. call SEAN calculated that they arrival of JAKE &amp;amp; JILL Will bring great changes to the kingdom of : " Freindly friendly" so he advice the king to unit the "essence" of the four.. (( PPL PPL NOT MASS ORGY)) OH .. just for ya info WHY sean became a MONK instead of a prist .... WHEN he was a prist he had a WIFE call DIANA ( SHE WAS LAME) DIANA was into DIANAISM= lame... and she called him seanny too much ( LIKE nee nee pok ) so SEAN had enough of it and pack his bag put on his chasity belt and became a monk... because the chasity belt had great powers .... it bestowed SEAN with PROJECTS power thereby making AWED by many as well as the king lah..... so blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;MANY years later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENCE 3 : many years later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake &amp; jill became Member of parliment ( NOT treacherous but the chee koh pek kind) , they had two daughters called SHangying and suyin ..THe Li... ERM king and queen had two sons CALLED PRINCE CASEY &amp; PRINCE LARRY.... so on the 20th BIRTHDAY of the children... they were married though casey tried to AIKIDO his way out but he was struck by the Grace and sweetness of SUyin and well he fall HEAD OVER HEELS over her lah.... but Prince larry was too BOH chap about the marriage, however Shangyin was too siao onz about the marriage and most IMPORTANTLY... struck by the story of the play which Prince Larry starred in it was called ( DRUMS BANGING PLS PPL !! ) :" LE LOUSY" and so they married .... the marriage was grand and joyous ..... visitors from MERRY MERRY &amp; MARY HAD A LITTLE LIMP came giving their biggest congrats.... and there were pole dancers like LADY THIGHTS( AULDREY ) &lt;auldrey&gt;and Sir Spandex ( desmond ) dancing their clothes off which was not allowed so they went sent away to live with Meena ( LADY SEXY, HOT MA MA!!! ) .&lt;br /&gt;But.. THe king got big headache.. who was to be the next king ? Though LARRY was elder but he was too Boh chap so it will be better to pass it to Casey who was compassionte and love insect like his little caterpillars... . So he consulted his Senior PM , PM gerald with a grin OH, he fillipino ( he PM Because inauguration was after noon ) he said that he could use the legend oF " EXACTLI-BUR"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENCE 4 : Exactli-bur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The legend WAS that many donkey years ago lived a "CHIO TORTISE" ( ashley ) who was also a high pristess whose powers were only sikit sikit below the great GOds called THE EXCOs , however the only thing she could not do was prick her nose!!!!.... so she conjured up using all her knowledge of spells and magic and ETC ETC......  ( basically her crap ) to make a SWORD to.... well prick her nose.... so after many years of pricking here and there the sword boh pian also inherited some mystical powers of its own.. ( this is a legend lah so why she threw away the sword i also dunnoe lah.. SAID :PM Gerald and DEAR SIRE.. : " stop dancing infront of me pls your retro movments are distracting.. !! " ANYWAY!!!.. whoever can PLUCK OUT the sword EXACTLI-BUR from the COW DUNG which it was stuck in would be the kings... so Prince larry and casey on order of their little itsy tinny winny spider..erm sorry LI....kING HAD TO pluck it out lah... BUT BEING BOH CHAP.... larry just went to sleep and so PRINCE casey being good frens with all the insects recruited the help of the DUNG beetles to help it pluck it out and so PRINCE CASEY was king AFTER HIS well dad and mom went to a better place where they saw the CHIO TORTISE still trying ways and means of OF ERM extracting the GOLD INSIDE.... ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scence 5 : GOld inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              SInce larry was so boh chap and Shangying grew tired of him she ran off with a BEACH BUM call ADRIAN.... who well lives on the beach...handsome handsome.... and they well lived a happily tanned life... HOWEVER LARRY WAS saddened...and he became bonkers.... so everyday he'll go mad three times and during meal times he'll say " OEI !!! I WANNA FOOK ON THE TABLE !!! though he was mad he contributed to the defense of the KINGDOM by coming up with a martial art call BOH CHAP QUAN... he was later called : " zen vfong" ( very frenchy )&lt;br /&gt;UNDER THE RULE OF king casey... EVERYTHING WAS GOOD... ESPECIALLY with the help of HELP OF Knights AH MUTT ADDIEN- (DEAN) &amp; Buaya-thur sir gabriel ( AS IN arthur ) ( weiyang)- &lt;weiyang&gt;..however.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scence 6 : However...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE was not forever... " nutella Doremon " was a group of groupies who wanted mass XXX &amp; XXXXXX and @$@!$&amp;amp;amp;*&amp;(&lt;a href="mailto:&amp;amp;$%@$"&gt;&amp;$%@$&lt;/a&gt; and @#$!@$^ . A war was brewing... ( a bit slaty lah but still can) , eventually the war broke OUT.... THE KINGdom enlisted the help of JEDIS &amp; AUTOBOTS... to counter the " Nutella Doremon".. in the end the kingdom of " friendly friendly " won and justice prevailed... however .. all those who fought in the war perished ( basically all the names mentioned ).   However... the GODs wanted to remember their trials and tributaries... therefore sending their ENVOY.... fairy AIR INDIA ( the black apple that exploded)  who sprinkled some magic water and using the souls of the perished to grow a GROUP OF magical tree... which became humans that possessed great Virtues and here they exits for years and will be forever spreading the goodness everywhere for good and justice........  THE WERE CALLED THE LEAGUE OF ... ( FOOOK U LAH ) (DRUMS ...BONG BONG CHENG CHENG !!!) THEY WERE KNOWN AS  .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENTES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109247039929413163?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109247039929413163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109247039929413163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109247039929413163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109247039929413163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/08/story-of-entes.html' title='STORY of entes........&lt;&lt; My version&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867802008702807706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109207778994823730</id><published>2004-08-09T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T02:07:00.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>家。:)</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm.. national day.. haha, i dunnno, watching the parade on the tele today didn't exactly feel as exciting compared to when we were still little kids huh.. but it feels different lah. u know, national day isn't just a holiday anymore. now, when i watch the parade, it isn't just about how fancy the fireworks are or how colorful the costumes can be.. it's like the feeling when they finally sang all those national day songs at the end of the parade.. hey, it's about the feeling, that we all get to sit down together to mark this day as one, where we all have this common ground, where there is this love.. where this is where we grew up. where this is where we all belong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, we're at home. in s'pore :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;\\ music //&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5 style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Home&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5 style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://202.172.237.7/SingSingapore/mp3/Home%20-%20Kit%20Chan.mp3" width="69" height="39" type="text/html; charset=iso-8859-1" border="0" autostart="false" loop="1" autoreplay="false" volume="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, it's not hard to realize so much has changed. but it's hard to imagine how we all must have been like when we were all still young. we, all grew up in the 80s.. a time of he-man and care bears.. haha, and we went to pap kindergardens.. wearing this white shirt.. with this blue tie.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们长大咯.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"kervvinnn, how i wished we didn't have to grow up.."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"heyy.. yup."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ohh she was cute, haha. yup, i guess five yrs ago, this was wat this girl told me. hehe we were out shopping. and there and then, we walked into the toy department. and we started talking about stuff like the toys we had when we were younger.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heyy, she didn't keep her part of the deal. she grew up. haha, of course she grew up lah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but, i'm still pretty much keeping to my part of that promise. haha. i enjoy being simple old me, wat. but.. of course, i'm not that much of a little boy anywayy.. hhaa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- - - - - - - - - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha, so here i am.. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmmmm, there is dianism.. and yangism and wat not.. haha, so i can't post too serious stuff here. huh, is it? i think so.. but then, my lameness not so high level leh.. haha.. ohh dear, dear yangism.. pls, dun call me a moo moo. u know, i'm a guy, and u're a guy. u know? haha, thnks.. haha, and u say gail, goon do, haha.. diana yes lah. but gail not lah, haha.. then again, diana-logy is very funny, although everything sounds so good... a five yr old would say "u sure or notttt".. diana is five, by the way. hhaa..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ho ho. okkk.. kiddin. no offence. i'm just jokin ok.. yup, heyy ok, it's all veryy nice. haha. yup yup it's all very good.. so, diana u better start compiling a book on all this stuff u say.. u know, u dun wanna forget everything, and then u would be depriving all the other dear s'poreans of all ur jokes.. aiyahh, u wouldn't want to dissapoint everyone rite? haha, one day it's all gonna be essential reading in sch eh. hehe.. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ohhhh, sch has already started for most of u. and.. u know, when i step into sch.. woahhhh.. hey heyy there are so many prettyy girls this yr.. okk.. ourr girlss are pretty too. haha, but hey, i'm just saying. yes. there are many pretty girls in sch. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha, kervin rule no. ONE. girls, only pretty when they have beautiful eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okkkk. haha i guess at least half of all the girls in the world would qualify lah.. hha :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- - - - - - - - - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heyy heyy &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;大家讲华语。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我们是新加坡公民，不分..会....讲..华语..会...会..不会..讲华语..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*ding dong* +bus stopping+&lt;bus&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha, ok ok.. but.. have u all ever wondered why they have mandarin shows on that tv mobile crap? there are non-chinese on the bus rite? hmmmm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and, oh yah.. i was having supper that day.. and i was having "black chicken soup". ehh, and this still remains one of the biggest mysteries of life to me!! why.. why is black chicken black？ popular answers usually revolve around "the chickens.. from africa wat... so chicken black lorr".... okk.. whyy.. is black chicken black? haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ahh, the wonders of life.. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- - - - - - - - - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;家。:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Home" is a nice song.. kinda stirs up that warm fuzzy wuzzy national day feelings inside.. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha, and saw this movie on tv that day. nicholas cage.. errmm meg ryan. errmm angel something? i think. hmmm, and here, mr cage has very nice eyes. his eyes can talk . but then again, just before kervin rule no. ONE, there is rule no. 0.5.. and that says "u must be female!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha, awww mr cage, with the nice eyes, doesn't meet the strict criterias of the kervin selection process.. awwww.. hhhaaaa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okk.. haha ok ok.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hey heyy, to viny: thnks for the letter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and, for those of u who were working on national day, the nation salutes u!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and here.. music from that "angel something movie.." :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- - - - - - - - - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha, 长大咯.. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;august 9th.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;enjoy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;\\ music //&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5 style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Sarah McLaughlin - In The Arms of an Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.kopernet.org/~rusalka/zas/Sarah McLaughlin - In The Arms of an Angel.mp3" width="69" height="39" type="text/html; charset=iso-8859-1" border="0" autostart="false" loop="1" autoreplay="false" volume="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5 style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goo Goo Dolls - Iris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ls.polip.com/mp3/Goo_Goo_Dolls-Iris.mp3" width="69" height="39" type="text/html; charset=iso-8859-1" border="0" autostart="false" loop="1" autoreplay="false" volume="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109207778994823730?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109207778994823730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109207778994823730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109207778994823730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109207778994823730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/08/blog-post.html' title='家。:)'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109203888603094665</id><published>2004-08-09T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T16:10:04.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Further DIANAISM</title><content type='html'>cheng...cheng...cheng...!!!! ur fren here hav an announcement to make...MY VOICE IS BACK!!! haha....here r 2 theories...by mi..that i jus remem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theory 6: animals, insects from diff countries r unable to communicate with another animal or insects from another country...imagine...a dog....from HONGKONG...speak cantonese..since their owners will speak cantonese to them...will not be able to understand wat another dog in india is tokin abt...its the same for grasshoppers...butterflies......cats....mouse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theory 7: if u r waitin for a bus...keep tinkin that u r gonna waste a super long time to wait for it...cos..if u hav that tinkin..the bus will appear in less den 10 mins time...that is always the case...its a fact..i tried n tested this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay on for more dianaism...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109203888603094665?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109203888603094665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109203888603094665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109203888603094665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109203888603094665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/08/further-dianaism.html' title='Further DIANAISM'/><author><name>diana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109198102524456025</id><published>2004-08-08T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T00:03:45.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YANGISM</title><content type='html'>SO MANY ISM IN here that i must make myself be noticed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; nO 1 : underwears have holes because with out hole ya cannot put ya leg and waist  in liao...&lt;br /&gt;            basically cannot fit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO2 : Your NOse never stops growing while the eyes are just the size they were when ya were   &lt;br /&gt;            born .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No3 :  DIana is pretty and unrefuttable &lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 4 : Dianaism is lame like her but entertaining ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nO5 :  I eat musscle so i got muscles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No6 : GUYS AND GALS often dun see Eye to Eye becos of height differences....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No7 : If i see underworld i dun wanna see underwear as well.... &lt;&lt;&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No8 : kervy is a rare moo moo , cos his the only cow with two nipples...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 9: gail is goon dool gail.... hehehaheahehahheha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO 10: my sister needs the computer so i have to go... morale of story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           sisters always bully brother...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109198102524456025?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109198102524456025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109198102524456025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109198102524456025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109198102524456025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/08/yangism.html' title='YANGISM'/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867802008702807706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109154038097572430</id><published>2004-08-03T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T00:05:12.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diana's theories...</title><content type='html'>&lt;h5 style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;eh..hello ppl make some noise...this en bar is gettin pretty quiet...let mi make some noise...haha with my theories..haha decided to write this few theory down before i forgot abt them...ok ppl..&lt;br /&gt;the followin is...diana's theories.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;*theory 1==&gt; sunday = sunny day &gt;&gt;cos...if u guys notice...it rarely rains on sunday..n its usuallly freakin sunny on sunday..even if it rains....aft the rain stop...it continues to be freakin sunny...hence...its called sunday...its not called sunday for nothing...=D&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;*theory 2==&gt; hiccups will stop aft u drink 10 sips of water...10 slow sips and u r suppose to hold ur breath when u r takin the small sip..its works!!!realli...=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;*theory 3==&gt; if u r watchin a horror movie or a war movie..erm...bring a jacket that u will be able to see through it...the movie dun seems so scary underneath the jacket..hehe...sean..this is a tip for u..=D&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;*theory 4==&gt; if u see an ant in ur house....kill it...if not...the whole family will visit ur house in no time..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;*theory 5==&gt; this is for lily yang..u can't pluck pimples...u can onli squeeze pimple..no one pluck pimples..pimple is not a fruit...=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;hmm.....thats all for now...can't tink of anything more...shall update u guys when i tink of any more...=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt; &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109154038097572430?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109154038097572430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109154038097572430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109154038097572430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109154038097572430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/08/dianas-theories.html' title='diana&apos;s theories...'/><author><name>diana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109084386078106353</id><published>2004-07-26T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T23:09:41.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>campers no more &gt;_&lt;</title><content type='html'>back from odac camp... &lt;br /&gt;argh.. after more than one whole week of camp events...definitely need a break from camps. now i just wanna enjoy the comfort of..&lt;strong&gt; home&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;strong&gt;sleep&lt;/strong&gt;..ok maybe not sleep... hehehe. &lt;strong&gt;my bed&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;strong&gt;good food&lt;/strong&gt;.....&lt;strong&gt;water&lt;/strong&gt;!!! yes.. didnt bathe for 2 days.. didnt wash my hair for 3 days.. eeeew. water is preciousssss at ubin.. argh the agony of dirtiness...oh well no more camps for me for awhile thats for sure... =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109084386078106353?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109084386078106353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109084386078106353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109084386078106353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109084386078106353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/07/campers-no-more.html' title='campers no more &gt;_&lt;'/><author><name>larlar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109082168587755380</id><published>2004-07-26T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T15:50:45.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flying on 1 year anniversary</title><content type='html'>I cannot see the future , i want to remember the past , the present is all i need.. &lt;br /&gt;one year with entes is never bad.. all we had was roller coster ride.. ups and downs but always together... though some fell off along the ride.. others joined us for this ride.. sticking with us through thick and thin.. the "muah chi " we became , the late nites we had.. crashing overs and polygamy haha.... but we're entes all the way... &lt;br /&gt;with the passing off one year we've grown to know each other better but i guess we've accepted how and what we are so that's why entes will never split... since we're entangled together.. i hope the roots get thicker the coming years and we'll be entes together forever and ever... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wings..... &lt;&lt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- this is the code to link any music, haha,  edit the below html code, not these instructions.. :p&lt;br /&gt;u only need to change the "song name", and the "song url", okie..  :)&lt;br /&gt;- kervin --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109082168587755380?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109082168587755380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109082168587755380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109082168587755380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109082168587755380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/07/flying-on-1-year-anniversary.html' title='flying on 1 year anniversary'/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867802008702807706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109050850287471730</id><published>2004-07-22T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T00:09:34.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are 1 yr old....</title><content type='html'>How time flies...for me personally...I find that I've been through the longest and most meaningful 1 year with this group of wonderful friends. Maybe as I get older, I begin to realise that in life, there's hardly anything more important than friends. A pity that I couldn't grasp this idea earlier in life...(yes...i'm blinded by love...) and lost many friends along the way. Perhaps I've longed yearned for being accepted in a big group of friends and now I'm finally in one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with an orientation&amp;nbsp;camp...our group name was Entes...and how appropriate it turned out to be...we were the 'deadest' group...slow, quiet...practically no one knows that we existed. Not that we want to make a name for ourselves...we were perfectly happy with the way we are. So much for being low profile...now we have became real famous for being the 'deadest' group that's still able to stick together after a year... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to imagine how much we have known each other in the span of a year...like&amp;nbsp;so and so&amp;nbsp;doesn't like prawns to the extent of keeping them in the pocket...so and so&amp;nbsp;will have PMS (it's a guy...in case you are wondering)...so and so&amp;nbsp;likes retro music and can remember the dance steps better than books...so and so has the habit of talking to himself in MSN...so and so wants to decrease her boob size...so and so has an appetite so large that she can beat any guy easily when it comes to eating and right after eating...she goes into a hibernating mode...and blah blah blah...I could go on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to commemorate this special day...I would like to dedicate this post to each and everyone of the famous Entes...thanks for making my life a fuller one...really glad to have crossed your path...~Cheers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109050850287471730?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109050850287471730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109050850287471730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109050850287471730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109050850287471730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/07/we-are-1-yr-old.html' title='We are 1 yr old....'/><author><name>Gem St@r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-109011208789733581</id><published>2004-07-18T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T01:55:57.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watever happens , happens for a reason .</title><content type='html'>YO guys , its 18th july liao... 1 more day b4 the orientation day..... like i said Watever happens , happens for a reason .&lt;&gt; .&amp;nbsp; WE ARE GONNA MAKE IT .&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;oat. &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;pple .&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;ce-cream .&amp;nbsp;&lt;span color="#ffff33"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ion &amp;nbsp;now &gt; hahhah sorrry... yum yum can eat&amp;nbsp;now . craving for erm sting ray , tiramisu , ham chi peng , laksa , steam crab , lobster , la la , fried hok kian mee ,&amp;nbsp;chi ham kua tiao , bak ku teh , cheese cake , steam hazelnut&amp;nbsp;milk , curry puff ,&amp;nbsp;nasi lemak , lor mee ,&amp;nbsp;heh mee , chicken rice , duck rice , bbq pork rice , chocoalate&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; vanilla milk shake , Mr sofftee , soft lemon sweets from Marks &amp;amp; Spencers , Ang ku kuah , economical rice , vegetarian mi fen and MANY MANY MORE...... argh........ cannot make it.... haah &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;bye bye.... ehhehehehehe&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-109011208789733581?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/109011208789733581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=109011208789733581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109011208789733581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/109011208789733581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/07/watever-happens-happens-for-reason.html' title='Watever happens , happens for a reason .'/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867802008702807706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108966038670801379</id><published>2004-07-12T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T02:11:03.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today..</title><content type='html'>hey, today's the 12 of july... yeahhh.. wahh, gone through a lot of changes this yr.. strange, it feels like i've known "this" forever.. haha jc, or even army, seem to have been eons ago.. it's been a long long while, man..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyy, had a nice orientation day last friday. grape and sharky, superb babes.. i would have been totally lost without them.. hmmmm thnks thnks :) &lt;br /&gt;haha, and apple and dinosaur, came to join in the fun too.. nice :)&lt;br /&gt;wahh haha, finally met up with sharky and des..haven't seen them in a long while eh :)&lt;br /&gt;and, hmmmm, susie was incredible, salesgirl of the yr, no doubt. great help. amazing fund raising.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm haha just noticed that the guys.. our names, are just, our names leh.. no code,haha :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyy ok ok.. hmmmmm school's out. and life, for me, has since been one long, lazy, journey of self discovery.. haha wierd. and, it would turn out, i find, myself, in one word, simple.. no big dreams, no big car, no big goals.. yet. well.. and, i read this online thing the other day.. and it had me convinced..that i had absolutely nothing to offer!! u know,nothing special lah.. meaning, no girl, would ever want to have anything to do with me!! haha..all u girls want is.. someone, tall, dark, handsome.. u know, key words: smart, good looking, funny, personality... wat, good checkbones, nice hair, sqaure pecs,, cool abs, and a nice tight ass to top it off.. siao lah.. haha.. my god.. sighh.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.. haha larry's still in jail.. but he'll be released soon, by the end of this wk :)&lt;br /&gt;and, yang's back from the dengue jungles. he, overcame malaria, and i hear, he's now immune to dengue.. and oh yah apparantly, now immune to aids too.. haha, oh wahh kerv. ok not funny. :p&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm nice to be hanging out with everyone again.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyy guys and gals... i still remember the first time we met in camp leh.. yup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been one yr haha, and, yes, it has been an incredible journey.&lt;br /&gt;absolutely, incredible. heyy..&lt;br /&gt;and, it's only just begun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- hmmmmm? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;\\ m u s i c //&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;&lt; INSERT-SONG-NAME-HERE &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="69" height="39" border="0" autostart="false" loop="1" autoreplay="false" volume="100%" src="INSERT-SONG-URL-HERE.mid"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- kervin --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108966038670801379?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108966038670801379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108966038670801379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108966038670801379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108966038670801379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/07/today.html' title='today..'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108961857533902776</id><published>2004-07-12T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T15:49:35.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>matrix blog hahah</title><content type='html'>heh this blog i stumbled , roll over , leopard crawled , baby crawled , jump , fly and was spitted across a bit cool i think &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://sacrificezone.blogspot.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go take a look..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking we should write a new testimonial to each other because we've know each other a longer time liao so its kinda interesting to see how perceptions of each others have evolved over the time....SO PEEPZZZ go jiggle about it !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh jingle bells jingle bells to amy and gail !! hahaha ( shoo shooo shake it sho shake it now !! ) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108961439028724514?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108961439028724514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108961439028724514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108961439028724514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108961439028724514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/07/wwarmeexquisiteiinspirationalyyummyaap.html' title=''/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867802008702807706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108921167235956299</id><published>2004-07-07T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T23:03:42.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Declaration</title><content type='html'>I think its having some cobwebs here, ok ok...i let u all have a little peek into my personal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story begins with one day, i have a really really personal tok with Susie, well i need to sort it out wif her, because its really throbbing in my head, i mean how long u want to keep my feelings inside wif me rite, so i tok to her, already ashen by this kind of things, been to too many dates...seen too many patterns, but every dates is a XP, lol... OK OK, so i ask her "eh susie, so how?, wat u want now?, u seems theres something troubling ur mind, tell me leh, dont like tat lah? u kuku, u dont say how i noe rite?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Susie say "Casey, casey, hai...theres something u must noe, i think its abt time u sld noe, actually theres someone in our group has feelings for u, im not sure if its crush or wat", "wat?!!!, ni jiang se moi, another of ur pms?? hell, how many pms can u have in a mth??", "wait u listen first!!, u dimwit, challenged above ur neck, actually Durian got a crush on u, she told me before but i nvr mention it, but now i think u sld hav e right to noe, i guess its only fair"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied "how come i didnt noe abt it earlier, besides there wasnt any signs", "Casey, can u for once, dont treat all things lightly, especially such things, sometimes theres no reasons to such things, it justs happens, and can you pls dont act like as if u are nonchalant, dont act, screw u casey"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared blankly, and watches as she erupts...hahaha (hey, im enjoying this..wahaha), *blink blink*, tats was e first time i saw susie react in such a way, she swears more in a single sentence than 7 dates combined...so im right, still water do runs deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say "ok ok, it doesnt matter anymore k, u listen to me, theres no one in the world i rather be with now, for me, u are always e last one i think of every night, i want to stay wif u, be with u and go through all ur ups and downs, share ur joys n happiness, and see u through ur sorrows, though i will try hard not to let it comes near u, this i pledge to u k, u noe me, i say already, means theres no turning back." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yawn, screw u, u think u some shakespeare shit, show me e money, enuff said, go fly kite"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhahahah, all e above its fabricated, enuff, hopes it brought some humours =) So if u all want to noe more abt wat happens, ask Durian or Susie..lol, merry babes, luv u all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108921167235956299?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108921167235956299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108921167235956299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108921167235956299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108921167235956299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/07/declaration.html' title='Declaration'/><author><name>CaseyDemuro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09864351872228038887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108832495721504719</id><published>2004-06-27T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T16:29:17.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Grading Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://web.singnet.com.sg/~kcleech/blue_belt_sway_sm_wm.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaahah...wahaahhhaa...jahahahaha...Skirt ah Skirt, one good day we will be together. =) HAI!!! Onegaishimas!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108832495721504719?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108832495721504719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108832495721504719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108832495721504719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108832495721504719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/06/first-grading-results.html' title='First Grading Results'/><author><name>CaseyDemuro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09864351872228038887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108771611020172776</id><published>2004-06-20T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T18:57:56.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bare Necessities...</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- this is some helpful html codes to get u started..&lt;br /&gt;remove all these if u do not need them &lt;br /&gt;-kervin --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this from my kokology book =)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bare necessities&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few common items that people keep in their pockets or a bag nearly everytime they leave their house: wallet, keys, ID and credit cards. The inside of our bags are like the insides of our heads; we all carry around a lot of the same stuff, but there's always something in each one that makes every bag unique. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're getting ready for the day and putting together your things. Besides the bare necessities, which one of the following items do you want to take along with you?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Your personal organizer or address book&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hairspray or mousse&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A lucky charm&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Candy or gum&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... stay tuned for the verdict next time... Btw... let us put our hands together and welcome back Casey and Seanie...haha... *hugz from everyone here* =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- this is the code to link any music, hahha,  edit the below html code, not these instructions.. :p&lt;br /&gt;heyy, this code here has been customised for this site,&lt;br /&gt;u do not need to change the rest of the code, jus the song name, and the song url,, okie..  :)&lt;br /&gt;- kervin --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;\\ big sound //&lt;/h5&gt;&gt;&gt; South - Paint the silence &gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="69" height="39" border="0" autostart="false" loop="1" autoreplay="false" volume="100%" src="http://spilledmilk.net/seraphim/south - paint.mp3"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108771611020172776?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108771611020172776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108771611020172776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108771611020172776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108771611020172776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/06/bare-necessities.html' title='Bare Necessities...'/><author><name>Seraphim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16978791191305020739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108748571737238819</id><published>2004-06-17T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T23:21:57.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D - 8</title><content type='html'>Just finish packing...now before departure time is abt 8 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im coming back on monday, 21st,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MI 601&lt;br /&gt;Terminal 2&lt;br /&gt;Arrival time: 1330&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv always,&lt;br /&gt;Casey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108748571737238819?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108748571737238819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108748571737238819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108748571737238819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108748571737238819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/06/d-8_17.html' title='D - 8'/><author><name>CaseyDemuro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09864351872228038887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108746249823116642</id><published>2004-06-17T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T19:11:52.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a midsummer night's dream..heyy..大家好..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align= center&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" style="border-collapse: collapse" bordercolor="#111111" width="111" id="AutoNumber1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object id="Player" classid="CLSID:22d6f312-b0f6-11d0-94ab-0080c74c7e95"  &lt;br /&gt; 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You like&lt;br&gt;it the way you are. To be unreachable, no need&lt;br&gt;to show feelings. Hiding everything inside you.&lt;br&gt;You are already used to it. You say yourself&lt;br&gt;that you dont need anyone, that you stand on&lt;br&gt;your own two feet or that you dont have time&lt;br&gt;for these things. But in reality you are scared&lt;br&gt;to get hurt. You feel save where you are: by&lt;br&gt;yourself, nobody can hurt you there. You&lt;br&gt;invent your own relationship in your dreams.&lt;br&gt;You just need to know that you COULD get a&lt;br&gt;partner.&lt;br /&gt;Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE VOTE, I want to know what you think about my&lt;br&gt;quiz, I worked hard on it.You can always&lt;br&gt;message me or tell me how I can improve that&lt;br&gt;quiz. Ill sure write back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/coreina/quizzes/%09~THE%20big%20LOVE%20TEST!!%20What%20do%20you%20need%3F%20With%20PICS!%20For%20girls%20and%20boys!~/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;	~THE big LOVE TEST!! What do you need? With PICS! For girls and boys!~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah... same as yang. Hmm... I guess it is true to a huge extent. Perhaps its bcos till now no one has come along my way yet. And being the way I am, it's either the best or none at all. Terrible lar... heh... But if I were to enter a relationship, I plan to be in it on a long term basis. Guess that's why the high expectations. O well... Till then... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate the new bottle. Twas really upset tt nite. I apologise if I had been rude.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;\\ big sound //&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;&lt; Rooney - I'm shakin&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="69" height="39" border="0" autostart="false" loop="1" autoreplay="false" volume="100%" src="http://spilledmilk.net/seraphim/06. I'm Shakin'.mp3"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108722935038844393?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108722935038844393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108722935038844393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108722935038844393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108722935038844393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/06/icy-me_15.html' title='Icy me'/><author><name>Seraphim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16978791191305020739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108719942048195297</id><published>2004-06-14T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T19:13:58.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lobster face!! hahha</title><content type='html'>helloOo everyone..&lt;br /&gt;a few of us made a trip down to sentosa last friday..woah..got a real solid tan..ermm hahha a rather, painful tan for me anyway. hmmmm it was a really good day, a nice quiet day at the beach, hmmmm and it helped that a group of pretty young girls came sitting down beside us haha.. yup. well, like that lor.. heyy had a nice dinner at this jap place. hmmmmm, although the day ended on a rather wrong note..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.singnet.com.sg/~kcinc/blog/lobster.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch..haha my skin's starting to peel..ohh blame it on my white, tender errm err.. :p&lt;br /&gt;errmm sensitive skin lah..haha but a tan once in a while is a good one. wahh i'm red now..gonna turn black soon.. any blacker i'll have to wear my afro :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. did something really very stupid yesterday.. u know.. errmm aiyah..u know, that feeling u get, when u realised that watever u've done, that someone's prob never going to know a single thing about it? huh..and on my way home, on the bus, well, i was thinking about it all the way. my god. wahh damn..hhaa..lost, again. hhaha monkhood here i come. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhh hhaha, and enbar is gonna become a porno site leh..with all these hot boy \ frozen king \ princess wat not pictures, haha, hmmm..we're going have to slap a M18 rating on this site real soon. ohh, yahh, by the way, i'm also ermm, a "passionate lover" hahha.. same same as sean sean eh.. haha me? *passsionnn* awww, errmmm, now dark secrets all exposed hahha..ok ok, not too sure how much of that is true lah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha got some feedback that this current template ermm sucks!! hhaha, awwww, dunno leh.. i find reading on this template, a lot easier than on the first black one.. and at least this screen layout's more consistent, it looks the same whether u use 1024*768 or 800*600. haha.. errmm not fresh meh? refreshing? simple? easy on the eyes?? evergreen? haha dunno lah.. we'll see. anyone wanna change go change lor hhaha.. :p&lt;br /&gt;and someone said, put up our photos here, jus so that ppl know who's who.. wahh hmmm.. goood idea lah, though.. ermm ok. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm, done my ECR thingy,, realised many of u ppl prob done it on the very first night or something. wahh u're fast eh ppl. never tell me some more.. :p&lt;br /&gt;chose OT, and MSM..and two other compulsory IS thingys.. yup thingys.. hahha, have a feelin these thingys not going to as simple as it looks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh it's june already. slowly counting down to sept eh.. hahha.. i love sch..yahh rite, hmmmm can't wait to get back to everything :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha.. noticed a lot of u, are like, more into alternative music, indie, brit, rock, u know, everythingg?.. hmmm i like all that too.. but here's something different for a change,, here's.. *gasp* *gasp* a "backstreet boys" song!!! hhehe.. found this song lying somewhere in my mp3 folder.. deep deep inside leh..  wahh it's been a long time eh.. &gt;&gt; "how did i fall in love with u"&lt;br /&gt;haha yess BSB is kinda eickyy..&lt;br /&gt;but, thisss is a nice song..&lt;br /&gt;yup.. enjoy&lt;font size=6&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;\\ big sound //&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;&lt; track11 &gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="69" height="39" border="0" autostart="false" loop="1" autoreplay="false" volume="100%" src="http://keaimoomoo.tripod.com/music/11.wma" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.singnet.com.sg/~kcinc/stylistic.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108719942048195297?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108719942048195297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108719942048195297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108719942048195297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108719942048195297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/06/lobster-face-hahha.html' title='lobster face!! hahha'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108697890710431094</id><published>2004-06-12T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T02:35:07.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ambigious sean sean</title><content type='html'>Sean shall make his presence be known now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been there , done that. ermm ... as for the results , I can only say its partially correct. These quiz are always like that ... neva hitting the bullseye. (guess its because we are special in our own way ?) *shrugs* maybe its betta for u to decide who I am. I face an identity crisis sometimes. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/coreina/1080315267_raaaa2.bmp.jpg" border="0" alt="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;PASSIONATE LOVER. You love to love, always looking&lt;br&gt;for a relationship. You cannot live without it.&lt;br&gt;Your lover must be passionate  and you want&lt;br&gt;that you and your partner melt into each other.&lt;br&gt;He/She should not try to take the domination .&lt;br&gt;You dont want a relationship without passion,&lt;br&gt;and the sexuality plays a big part. The first&lt;br&gt;moment you meet him/her is one of the most&lt;br&gt;important. There has to be something between&lt;br&gt;you , you cannot explain. From the first moment&lt;br&gt;on everything must fix. But when this passion&lt;br&gt;disappears you disappear to. For you it is&lt;br&gt;better to leave than to see your love&lt;br&gt;restrained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE VOTE, I want to know what you think about my&lt;br&gt;quiz, I worked hard on it.You can always&lt;br&gt;message me or tell me how I can improve that&lt;br&gt;quiz. Ill sure write back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/coreina/quizzes/%09~THE%20big%20LOVE%20TEST!!%20What%20do%20you%20need%3F%20With%20PICS!%20For%20girls%20and%20boys!~/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;	~THE big LOVE TEST!! What do you need? With PICS! For girls and boys!~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108697890710431094?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108697890710431094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108697890710431094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108697890710431094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108697890710431094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/06/ambigious-sean-sean.html' title='The ambigious sean sean'/><author><name>vanhellsing</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/van_hellsing/sean3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108697768356695661</id><published>2004-06-12T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T02:14:43.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Result...</title><content type='html'>Of all people...I got the same result as.....DI...but I do agree with the quiz result analysis. So...don't bluff me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108697768356695661?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108697768356695661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108697768356695661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108697768356695661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108697768356695661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/06/result.html' title='Result...'/><author><name>Gem St@r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108689645290460852</id><published>2004-06-11T03:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T03:41:18.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmmm.</title><content type='html'>ok i took the test... true? false? o_O not too sure...i guess its kinda true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/coreina/1080319411_ilderaaaa1.jpg" border="0" alt="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;BEAUTIFUL ICE PRINCESS/PRINCE .You need distance&lt;br&gt;between you and your partner in your&lt;br&gt;relationship. You are very difficult to get.&lt;br&gt;You have big requirements and this one you love&lt;br&gt;must try hard to get you. But after she/he melt&lt;br&gt;your heart she/he will be the most happy person&lt;br&gt;in the world. You need someone who shoes you&lt;br&gt;that you are special  and it makes you feel&lt;br&gt;good to see that you are loved. She/He shall&lt;br&gt;know that you could easily get another&lt;br&gt;girl/boyfriend but you wont  as long as you&lt;br&gt;love him.  when she/he hurts you you will hurt&lt;br&gt;him too, but in general you dont get hurt. If&lt;br&gt;your partner cheated you ,you would react cold&lt;br&gt;and immediately (try to) forget him&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE VOTE, I want to know what you think about my&lt;br&gt;quiz, I worked hard on it.You can always&lt;br&gt;message me or tell me how I can improve that&lt;br&gt;quiz. Ill sure write back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/coreina/quizzes/%09~THE%20big%20LOVE%20TEST!!%20What%20do%20you%20need%3F%20With%20PICS!%20For%20girls%20and%20boys!~/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;	~THE big LOVE TEST!! What do you need? With PICS! For girls and boys!~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108689645290460852?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108689645290460852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108689645290460852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108689645290460852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108689645290460852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/06/hmmmm.html' title='hmmmm.'/><author><name>larlar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108688611068079663</id><published>2004-06-11T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T00:48:30.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/coreina/1080315404_ilderaaaa5.jpg" border="0" alt="5"&gt;&lt;br&gt;FROZEN QUEEN/ KING&lt;br /&gt;You dont want love to come through to you. You like&lt;br&gt;it the way you are. To be unreachable, no need&lt;br&gt;to show feelings. Hiding everything inside you.&lt;br&gt;You are already used to it. You say yourself&lt;br&gt;that you dont need anyone, that you stand on&lt;br&gt;your own two feet or that you dont have time&lt;br&gt;for these things. But in reality you are scared&lt;br&gt;to get hurt. You feel save where you are: by&lt;br&gt;yourself, nobody can hurt you there. You&lt;br&gt;invent your own relationship in your dreams.&lt;br&gt;You just need to know that you COULD get a&lt;br&gt;partner.&lt;br /&gt;Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE VOTE, I want to know what you think about my&lt;br&gt;quiz, I worked hard on it.You can always&lt;br&gt;message me or tell me how I can improve that&lt;br&gt;quiz. Ill sure write back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/coreina/quizzes/%09~THE%20big%20LOVE%20TEST!!%20What%20do%20you%20need%3F%20With%20PICS!%20For%20girls%20and%20boys!~/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;	~THE big LOVE TEST!! What do you need? With PICS! For girls and boys!~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108688611068079663?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108688611068079663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108688611068079663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108688611068079663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108688611068079663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/06/frozen-queen-king-you-dont-want-love.html' title=''/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867802008702807706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108688447596112080</id><published>2004-06-11T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T00:21:15.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cool pic eh..haha this describes mi? haha erm..maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/coreina/1080319872_ilderaaaa7.jpg" border="0" alt="7"&gt;&lt;br&gt;LOVING ONE. You need  safety in your relationship.&lt;br&gt;You want to  be sure in his/her arms, knowing&lt;br&gt;that he will protect you and you can be totally&lt;br&gt;devoted to your other. At this point you are&lt;br&gt;very vulnerable. You open yourself and dont&lt;br&gt;even think that he/she could cheat you. You&lt;br&gt;totally trust your partner in every single way.&lt;br&gt;SO if you find out that she/he lied to you or&lt;br&gt;played a game this trust is broken. You may try&lt;br&gt;to forgive your other but this will be very&lt;br&gt;difficult.He/She has to be friendly and&lt;br&gt;trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE VOTE, I want to know what you think about my&lt;br&gt;quiz, I worked hard on it.&lt;br /&gt;You can always message me or tell me how I can&lt;br&gt;improve that quiz. Ill sure write back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/coreina/quizzes/%09~THE%20big%20LOVE%20TEST!!%20What%20do%20you%20need%3F%20With%20PICS!%20For%20girls%20and%20boys!~/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;	~THE big LOVE TEST!! What do you need? With PICS! For girls and boys!~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108688447596112080?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108688447596112080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108688447596112080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108688447596112080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108688447596112080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/06/cool-pic-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>diana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108688114936162944</id><published>2004-06-10T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T00:06:33.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strangers at first....</title><content type='html'>Our lastest gathering at rice table =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF U somehow stumble upon this blog and wondering who is who...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Top Row,Left to Right) Sean, Weiyang, Larry&lt;br /&gt;(Bottom, Left to Right) Diana, Amy, Gail, Kervin, Casey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.singnet.com.sg/~kcleech/testing.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.singnet.com.sg/~kcleech/Image3.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wt...its June rite..my god..ahem, no choice lar...hahahaah..whahahah..RRoarrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/coreina/1080319660_ilderaaaa4.jpg" border="0" alt="4"&gt;&lt;br&gt;SEXY LADY/ HOT BOY. You are hot, no matter what you&lt;br&gt;do. There are not much people like you.&lt;br&gt;Beautiful from inside and outside. The opposite&lt;br&gt;sex feels pleased with you . They treat you&lt;br&gt;like a god/goddess. The other ones are jealous&lt;br&gt;of you because they try to be sexy and&lt;br&gt;attractive but you are it. Maybe youre a bit&lt;br&gt;arrogant, or you seem . And some think that&lt;br&gt;they should better not even try to get a date&lt;br&gt;with you because your sex appeal scares them.&lt;br&gt;Sometimes it even nerves you the way they are&lt;br&gt;running after you.&lt;br /&gt;. You need change-Sometimes you like shy and&lt;br&gt;sometimes you like extrovert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/coreina/quizzes/%09~THE%20big%20LOVE%20TEST!!%20What%20do%20you%20need%3F%20With%20PICS!%20For%20girls%20and%20boys!~/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;	~THE big LOVE TEST!! What do you need? With PICS! For girls and boys!~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U all also go take...post it here too...hahahha =) good laugh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108688114936162944?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108688114936162944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108688114936162944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108688114936162944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108688114936162944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/06/strangers-at-first.html' title='Strangers at first....'/><author><name>CaseyDemuro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09864351872228038887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108672737500829754</id><published>2004-06-09T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T15:50:56.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>erm. newsflash.....</title><content type='html'>guys..i guess we've all been too busy these days huh... me included. well... we sorta missed someone's birthday on the 8th june...yikes.. &gt;_&lt; really sorry!!! guess we are le lousy ones this time.. =(  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happeee belated birthday le larry!!! &lt;/strong&gt; *biiiiiig hug* =/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you didnt want me to make such a big deal out of this... well i'm trying not to.. haha but i just feel this is the best way to let everyone in our gang know and hey, u deserve a mention at least right? you are part of our tree!! (ew how cheesy but the point is there o___o;;) wahaha xD maybe we should increase the birthday money this time to make it up?? haha okok i'm just kidding.. o_O;; (i'm broke) xD &lt;br /&gt;well dont worry..you'll still always be our very own le lousy o_&lt; didnt mean to forget ok? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;\\ big sound //&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;&lt; dishwalla - somewhere in the middle &gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="69" height="39" src="http://www.angelfire.com/anime5/shizuka1/dishwalla-somewhere_in_the_middle.mp3" border="0" autostart="false" loop="1" autoreplay="false" volume="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- MSG TO GAIL..&lt;br /&gt;hahha, heyy ur url.. u forget the file name, &lt;br /&gt;eg: "sing-song.mp3"? haha&lt;br /&gt;and u removed the part where it displays the song name and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;hey hey, but the link dun work.. huh hhaa :p&lt;br /&gt;check the song url again :)&lt;br /&gt;- kervin --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108672737500829754?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108672737500829754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108672737500829754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108672737500829754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108672737500829754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/06/erm-newsflash.html' title='erm. newsflash.....'/><author><name>larlar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108663070903310732</id><published>2004-06-08T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T01:51:49.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We need a poll...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://img5.photobucket.com/albums/v14/gemini_star/pussbigeyes.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie...I know someone is going to kill me...but...I still think this cat looks like....someone...haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108663070903310732?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108663070903310732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108663070903310732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108663070903310732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108663070903310732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/06/we-need-poll.html' title='We need a poll...'/><author><name>Gem St@r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108654632854304703</id><published>2004-06-07T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T13:37:50.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://web.singnet.com.sg/~kcinc/blog/haloscan.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;h2&gt;helloOo everyone..&lt;/h2&gt;hahha hey ppl ppl..hey heyy.. enbar has gotten a new look.. lime green, fresh and happy hahha.. this is going to be a rather permanent look, wahh i think it looks good lah. hehhe.. ok ok, self praise is no praise :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm, haha.. heyy, wahh how time flies. funny thing, come july, it would be exactly one year since we ppl first met up with each other in that camp. hey, yup, in the blink of an eye, one whole year has past ehh.hmmmmm..wahh.. haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyy lookin back, wahh it's been like three wks since the exams were over huh..yahh but i guess many of you guys and gals have been pretty much absorbed in ur work lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, all u lovely ppl out there haha, hmmmm, if i still remember properly, we're going to go sentosa rite..and there's sungei buloh..maybe some hiking..more movies..ermm puala ubin..ermm heyy a movie marathon at diana's..and haha, hmmm wahh there's cambodia..oh yahh the desaru trip in july huh..hmmmm haha..looking forward to everything lah..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna tell ghost stories!! hahha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyyy,  i realized that i always sound so depressing when i write hahha. hmmm yup, that's jus how i am on the inside. hmmmm, haha and..if i'm ever going to blog regularly, it'll all sound so depressed and serious.. hahaha. looonnnngg and sadd stories wahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm, haha yup yup, been out job hunting with diana and casey, and we went to quite a few job agencies already..hmmmmm one agency did call back lah..well, it was for a job in a factory in tuas..hmmmm not really sure about that lah.&lt;br /&gt;wahhh heyy, about my stint in prudential..hmmmm i've been thinkin about that for a long time..heyy i've passed all the interviews, interview wirh that veryy pretty HR girl hehhe, interview with the associate manager,, and next i'm going to meet the director..hmmmmmm.. well, i've decided not to do it in the end. ermm, thinkin about it, i jus dun see myself being happy doing something like that..insurance..wahh and i dun see myself committing to something so long term, especially u know, when sch starts again in sept. hmm yup, gonna turn it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha maybe gonna ask that HR girl out for lunch, hhahah.. ok ok, it's not something i would do lah ..hmmm but she seems really nice.. and hhahaa, imagine this.. i did a half hour interview with her..and she was doing all the "demure girl hair actions" hahhaa..and ermm dun forget to mention that intense eye contact.. woahhhh hhaha.. Sizzlingggg~*.. hhaaha.not bad leh.. hehhe&lt;br /&gt;but..nahh.. i dun think so..hmmmm heyy, dun really dare to think about something like "l-o-v-e" right now.. haha can't even take care of myself liao..wanna think about someone else haha..hmmm oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,hmmmm.. jus had a chat on msn.. looks like one our gals is having a problem with this guy she met.. hahhaa.. and our professional mamasans and papasans all readily dished out all the superr duperrr ideas.. hmmmm hhaa opps..maybe i shouldn't say all this here? huh *hint hint* hhahaaa.. ohhh.. whyy like that.. ohhh poooorr thingg lahhh.. hhaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo yo yo, hhaha.. :p&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be a rock star!!! hahhaa.. Ok ok, i'll leave the sweet dreams to after bedtime hehhe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok.. heyy.. the bittersweet: the joy and tears, the up and downs. &lt;br /&gt;the simple happiness we enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- - kervin --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;\\ big sound //&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;&lt; bitter : sweet &gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="69" height="39" src="http://user.chollian.net/~rbett123/kevin/404.asf" border="0" autostart="false" loop="1" autoreplay="false" volume="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.singnet.com.sg/~kcinc/stylistic.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108654632854304703?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108654632854304703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108654632854304703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108654632854304703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108654632854304703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/06/hellooo-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108642638897001529</id><published>2004-06-05T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T09:14:21.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Exhibition</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys, i just saw there's this Car exhibition coming on the 23Jun.  Must go!!!  There's the cars as well as the race queens..HAH...bring the cheers in!!!  Also theres this National Managment Competition organise by the sch, u all might want to think abt it, its in the student portal =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.singnet.com.sg/~kcleech/Ukemi.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aheah...not bad at all..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108642638897001529?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108642638897001529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108642638897001529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108642638897001529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108642638897001529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/06/car-exhibition.html' title='Car Exhibition'/><author><name>CaseyDemuro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09864351872228038887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108636613730045454</id><published>2004-06-05T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T00:22:17.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EyElAsHeS</title><content type='html'>hmmm working these past few days... walk here and there , disturb lil kids  mainly girls... aha WAT's new rite... haah but no phedophile i am .. so won't get cane... hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noting much to blog as well cos no OUTING but prob more in the 3rd week of this month cause more free... hahaahha and still got to choose next years subject.. ARGH.. feeling some pain in me nose.. shall put me finger in to explore.. HmMmmMmMMMmMmM.. RATHER moist.. anyway shall go wash it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EYELASHES : its the thing that protects me from the ugly things in life and protecting &lt;br /&gt;            the window to me soul haha... letting me see all things big and small &lt;br /&gt;            regardless the  greatness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.... take care...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108636613730045454?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108636613730045454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108636613730045454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108636613730045454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108636613730045454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/06/eyelashes.html' title='EyElAsHeS'/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867802008702807706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108620321087030295</id><published>2004-06-03T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T23:50:48.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe name="I1" marginwidth="1" marginheight="1" height="300" width="400" scrolling="no" border="0" frameborder="0" src="http://keaimoomoo.tripod.com/enbar/montage.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ helloOo..+&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;helloOo everyone..&lt;/h3&gt;+the rest of this post has been removed+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;\\ big sound //&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;&lt; paper : clouds &gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="69" height="39" src="http://user.chollian.net/~rbett123/kevin/109.asf" border="0" autostart="false" loop="1" autoreplay="false" volume="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.singnet.com.sg/~kcinc/stylistic.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108620321087030295?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108620321087030295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108620321087030295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108620321087030295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108620321087030295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/06/hellooo.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108618964946610270</id><published>2004-06-02T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T23:20:49.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night after Shrek</title><content type='html'>We just had a shrek movie outing today. The show is pretty cool, lots of funny scenes, cant help laughing, the best moment is when the pinochio ans whether is he wearing a ladies underwear...damn lol, i almost lose it there..nicely done movie.  Good entertainment there, but not much of a after tot, basically just laugh throughout the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing, the cat was cool, but larry said it reminded him of Diana...LOL, especially the part where it starts to look cute....hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to countless agencies to help us to look for short term assignment.  Shall wait patiently in the meantime.  Short time assignment is good enuff, long time assignment is too tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All rite then...enuff for a day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108618964946610270?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108618964946610270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108618964946610270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108618964946610270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108618964946610270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/06/night-after-shrek.html' title='Night after Shrek'/><author><name>CaseyDemuro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09864351872228038887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108585613429570377</id><published>2004-05-30T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T02:42:14.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>underneath yourself</title><content type='html'>hmmm.. it was a relatively ok nite out... well as entes we're are trees so we get sleepy easily so its fine to yawn here and there . EXCEPT for the food aiyo make my backside active suddenly at far east !!!! luckily i was still there if i decided to walk to selegie ah......... WAH Def poo poo and make a hole in me jeans.... well i guess when we next meet up poo poo will be a topic and someone's gonna blame the stupid rice table duunno where they take their kantang frm one...... laxitive effects sial , ALOE VERA also not so power...... WAHHH..... hope those that also poo poo never stain any inner wear, NO I DID NOT!!!!.. Next time must ask those chiak (eat) kantang ones in our grp to supply kantang IF WE EVER GO BACK RICE TABLE to eat....AH YOU KNOW WHO U ARE LAH DUN SIAM NO USE ONE.......!! scully its OSAMA'S plan of massive terror attack .. make whole of singapore have gaseous diahorrea, everyone rushing for toilet no one to protect , further more the fart can be ignited .. instantaneously blowing up singapore withour using ammonia nitrate nor ammunition....... WAH THAT OSAMA super clever leh ... luckily i discover his secret.. SORRY PPL FOR THE NONSENSE I JUST PRODUCED .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH DIANA STOP YA HA HA HA thing lah ....... change to kekeke lah like that more FIT XIAO TIEN TIEN imgae..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well to those that had bad experience one way or the other .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive and forget okies? hahahahahah  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE AHAHHAHAHAHHAHA I SIAO LIAO SOMEBODY SLAP ME .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108585613429570377?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108585613429570377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108585613429570377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108585613429570377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108585613429570377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/05/underneath-yourself.html' title='underneath yourself'/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867802008702807706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108584777455636882</id><published>2004-05-29T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T00:22:54.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>diarrhoea anyone? haha guess the dinner at rice table is not good at all..nearly five of us kana diarrhoea...whether its a mild diarrhoea or a super jialat one..we still got it...=( i hav been runnin to n fro the toilet from this mornin til this very moment...its that bad that whenever i eat or drink...i head for the toilet!!! that explains y i'm super hungry now..n tryin hard not to think abt it..so that i can sleep tonight n not sleep beside the toilet...haizzzzzz.....aft a careful study..i notice a trend of this diarrhoea...basically those who kana r those who sit near to each other...i'm sittin opp amy...larry, yang n gail sittin beside us...so it must be the food on our table haha since most likely we r takin the same food...guess..that will be the one n onli time we r eatin there eh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108584777455636882?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108584777455636882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108584777455636882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108584777455636882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108584777455636882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/05/diarrhoea-anyone-haha-guess-dinner-at.html' title=''/><author><name>diana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108579990643077072</id><published>2004-05-29T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T11:05:06.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!!! we finally had our erm...first outing aft the exams where most of us turn up for ktv,dinner and chillin!!!and to add on..gail n amy has a new hairstyle...hey girls..it look nice..seein u girls hav a new hair cut make mi feel like havin a hair cut too..haha lookin back..time flies eh..haha last sat..we r all still muggin for our own individual papers...n this sat..i'm sittin here...drinkin a cup of coffee n writin a blog entry to make our en bar more alive haha..ktv was pretty fun yest...haha singin marathon for 5 hrs..n finally get to hear seanny's, casey's, jack's , larry's n shan's voice..haha n am impress that shanying does listen to chinese songs..haha something new eh...n ya,..for those who din see shanying's present..heres a description..its a small adidas bag...more to the like greenish colour..abt half an A4 size paper..haha n since we still hav extra cash to buy one more present for her..we decided to get her a pair of earrings..so that her present seems more like a GOODIE bag =D dinner was not too bad last nite..had a full table of food..small little indo dishes..not too sure abt u guys..but i would rate the food as aaaaaaaaaaalllllllll rite...prob theres too much to eat...so when theres a lot of food..the food tends to be not as nice.rite?.but its the company that matters ya...aft dinner..its down to...MS!!!! for some chillin out action at this place which ..erm..come to tink abt it..i hav no idea wat it is called..haha n haiz..the place which i love to chill at MS has closed down..=(  its been a while since all of us finally get to chill out together again...n everyone is fine with the desaru trip rite&gt;? shall go check out more on it...maybe try to fins a better price..n we shall all go chill out in a place outside singapore..haha imagineeeeeeeee......the beach..the blue water..the white sand...the banana boat water sports......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108579990643077072?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108579990643077072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108579990643077072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108579990643077072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108579990643077072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/05/yay-we-finally-had-our-erm.html' title=''/><author><name>diana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108567330891515415</id><published>2004-05-27T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T20:43:37.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK lets blog!! My first blog for our En-Bar, pretty cool site, damn i just luv it, hope there are more updates in the future..well, guess wat, we are probably going to Desaru after all, we will tok more to u guys at rice-table tmr.  Went to a recce trip with Diana this afternoon, pretty cool...cause im with one of the most cheerful gal in SIM...kekeke,whahahaha...After that, we met up with Jack at city to shop for Sharkie present, its with me now...very nice, u all will get to see it tmr =) Jack also got a new haircut, now very suave, gonna dump sean...Heard that larry also got a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we also went to a job agency, she ask me whether got license, i hope she better dont get me a assignment for delievering...cause havent been driving since last yr, the car will probably meet with a incident before leaving the carpark..hmm.. HA. HA. HA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, went for shopping at wisma, Edward fr SRC was there too, diana saw him, he turned to her and smiles...then i tot hmm..one of her friends..then he turn to me and smiles..then back to her and look at me again..and smiles..of cause i smile back (return compliments mah) then i notice jack was far back...so probably he just saw the both of us....hahahaha, then i got to noe he's Edward fr legolas in which its also very happening in their circle....Amen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to tot of it...... girls always seem to noe things that stretches beyond ur wildest belief, which till today..no one(guys) ever seems to understtands why they seek to find out..Biological makeup...i believe...if not life would be nottin short of boring..so as to say..so maybe, just maybe not a bad thing afterall..or is it..HAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, something to end the day, wat better than a poem, its meaningful if u can understands it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I bargained with Life for a penny, And Life would pay no more, However I begged at evening When I counted my scanty store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For Life is a just employer, He gives you what you ask, But once you have set the wages, Why, you must bear the task. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I worked for a menial's hire, Only to learn, dismayed, That any wage I had asked of Life, Life would have willingly paid." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- this is the code to link any music.. &lt;br /&gt;add song name inside the below code&lt;br /&gt;"INSERT SONG NAME HERE" BELOW!!&lt;br /&gt;then add the source code url at&lt;br /&gt;"INSERT-SOURCE-URL-HERE"&lt;br /&gt;u do not need to change the rest..the code here has been customised for this site&lt;br /&gt;- kervin --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;\\ big sound //&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;&lt; Liang Jing Ru - Bu xiang shui &gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="69" height="39" src="http://www.angelfire.com/gundam/caseydemuro/Liang_Jing_Ru_-_Bu_Xiang_Shui.mp3" border="0" autostart="False" loop="1" autoreplay="false" volume="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108567330891515415?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108567330891515415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108567330891515415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108567330891515415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108567330891515415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/05/ok-lets-blog-my-first-blog-for-our-en.html' title=''/><author><name>CaseyDemuro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09864351872228038887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108559564449186408</id><published>2004-05-27T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T00:16:46.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://web.singnet.com.sg/~kcinc/stylistic.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey everybody..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;\\ big sound //&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;&lt; advance cassatte - spoon &gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="69" height="39" src="http://sorry_removed.mp3" border="0" autostart="false" loop="1" autoreplay="false" volume="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha, went out today.. hey.. for those of u who couldn't go.. haha we had fun. u know, we went for coffee at that pacific milk place, at city link.. Yes, that same milk place where the cows are supposedly milked when "they are steamed"..ermm..yess.. errmm.. when their "cow nipples" are "well erect".. AH-HEM.. and..that, is when milk, "is squeezed", and extracted to form that cup of "fine perfection"..that beautiful foamy lather of that white bubbly-creamy-whole-bodied goodness.. ahhh.. yummyy, slurp*.. hhaha well.. that's what "steamed" milk is, so says mr demuro.. well OK..i believe him. ermm hahha.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..hmmmm.. came home with a whole mixed bag of feelings today. yes the exams are over. and yes, i have no life. errm.. no.. i dunno.. errm well.. yes. i'm lost.&lt;br /&gt;i'm lost i'm lost. yes me, with no aim in life, no direction, no hope, in anything.. and there are ppl around me, who somehow lead so much fuller lives, somewhat with more meaning than what mine will ever have! yes. i got a huge wake up call today. errmm, well, to do something more with my life. hey.. ermm.. yup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no sorrys, no excuses, no regrets.." and that's what i've always lived by. hmmmm.. maybe it's time i actually rethink what those words really mean huh.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. hey, maybe it's time i grow up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and adam king on tv, holds up his stout and says, " you want that big house, that big car, you want to see the world, you want to get that girl, and you want.."&lt;br /&gt;well, yes i want all that.. sigh, but anyone think i can do all that with a tiger® instead? hmmmm.. OK.. no more lousy jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. (".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108559564449186408?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108559564449186408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108559564449186408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108559564449186408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108559564449186408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/05/hey-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108558348477072712</id><published>2004-05-26T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T23:01:38.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wings</title><content type='html'>YOS !!! I'M IN ........ SO EXCITING..... GOOD HMMMM NOW we know why greeks like to wear skirt ahhahah hmm anyway its good to be in hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108558348477072712?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108558348477072712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108558348477072712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108558348477072712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108558348477072712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/05/wings.html' title='wings'/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867802008702807706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108550659624686342</id><published>2004-05-26T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T01:36:36.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://web.singnet.com.sg/~kcinc/stylistic.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real story behind the Trojan wars... or at least it's what they said's real. In any case, it almost slipped my mind the the movie was based on a real poem 'Iliad' by Homer. Just thought some of you might be interested. =)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Achilles was the son of the mortal Peleus and the Nereid Thetis. He was the mightiest of the Greeks who fought in the Trojan War, and was the hero of Homer's Iliad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thetis attempted unsuccessfully to make her son immortal. There are two versions of the story. In the earlier version, Thetis anointed the infant with ambrosia and then placed him upon a fire to burn away his mortal portions; she was interrupted by Peleus, whereupon she abandoned both father and son in a rage. Peleus placed the child in the care of the Centaur Chiron, who raised and educated the boy. In the later version, she held the young Achilles by the heel and dipped him in the river Styx; everything the sacred waters touched became invulnerable, but the heel remained dry and therefore unprotected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Achilles was a boy, the seer Calchas prophesied that the city of Troy could not be taken without his help. Thetis knew that, if her son went to Troy, he would die an early death, so she sent him to the court of Lycomedes, in Scyros; there he was hidden, disguised as a young girl. During his stay he had an affair with Lycomedes' daughter, Deidameia, and she had a son, Pyrrhus (or Neoptolemus), by him. Achilles' disguise was finally penetrated by Odysseus, who placed arms and armor amidst a display of women's finery and seized upon Achilles when he was the only "maiden" to be fascinated by the swords and shields. Achilles then went willingly with Odysseus to Troy, leading a host of his father's Myrmidons and accompanied by his tutor Phoenix and his close friend Patroclus. At Troy, Achilles distinguished himself as an undefeatable warrior. Among his other exploits, he captured twenty-three towns in Trojan territory, including the town of Lyrnessos, where he took the woman Briseis as a war-prize. Later on Agamemnon, the leader of the Greeks, was forced by an oracle of Apollo to give up his own war-prize, the woman Chryseis, and took Briseis away from Achilles as compensation for his loss. This action sparked the central plot of the Iliad, for Achilles became enraged and refused to fight for the Greeks any further. The war went badly, and the Greeks offered handsome reparations to their greatest warrior; Achilles still refused to fight in person, but he agreed to allow his friend Patroclus to fight in his place, wearing his armor. The next day Patroclus was killed and stripped of the armor by the Trojan hero Hector, who mistook him for Achilles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achilles was overwhelmed with grief for his friend and rage at Hector. His mother obtained magnificent new armor for him from Hephaestus, and he returned to the fighting and killed Hector. He desecrated the body, dragging it behind his chariot before the walls of Troy, and refused to allow it to receive funeral rites. When Priam, the king of Troy and Hector's father, came secretly into the Greek camp to plead for the body, Achilles finally relented; in one of the most moving scenes of the Iliad, he received Priam graciously and allowed him to take the body away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the death of Hector, Achilles' days were numbered. He continued fighting heroically, killing many of the Trojans and their allies, including Memnon and the Amazon warrior Penthesilia. Finally Priam's son Paris (or Alexander), aided by Apollo, wounded Achilles in the heel with an arrow; Achilles died of the wound. After his death, it was decided to award Achilles' divinely-wrought armor to the bravest of the Greeks. Odysseus and Ajax competed for the prize, with each man making a speech explaining why he deserved the honor; Odysseus won, and Ajax then went mad and committed suicide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During his lifetime, Achilles is also said to have had a number of romantic episodes. He reportedly fell in love with Penthesilia, the Amazon maiden whom he killed in battle, and it is claimed that he married Medea.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108550659624686342?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108550659624686342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108550659624686342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108550659624686342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108550659624686342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/05/real-story-behind-trojan-wars.html' title=''/><author><name>Seraphim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16978791191305020739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108549628000319960</id><published>2004-05-25T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T22:44:40.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOORAY!!!</title><content type='html'>123 321 exams exams r over haha HOORAY!!!!YAY!!haha exams r all over for all of us..we r finally free..all those days spent muggin in the library r finally over..haha no more goin to the library at least for now..n its time to start all the outings once again..haha all those sentosa trips...should be back...!!!lets start plannin!!!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108549628000319960?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108549628000319960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108549628000319960&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108549628000319960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108549628000319960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/05/hooray.html' title='HOORAY!!!'/><author><name>diana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108542311528399565</id><published>2004-05-25T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T02:25:15.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah...</title><content type='html'>I'm also testing...want to know how this blogger thingy works...ignore pls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.soccernet.com/images/england/20040501/houllier_ns_e.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108542311528399565?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108542311528399565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108542311528399565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108542311528399565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108542311528399565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/05/blah.html' title='Blah...'/><author><name>Gem St@r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108520262928859636</id><published>2004-05-22T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T00:47:14.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>corpoate gibberish ®</title><content type='html'>press release :: finacial year 2003/2004 :: kcinc®&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think macro-global. kcinc® practically invented the term "iteration" . Think efficient. The deliverables factor is innovative. Quick: do you have a 60/24/7/365 game plan for coping with new synergies? Without reporting, you will lack compliance. If you redefine perfectly, you may have to scale virally. Without adequate C2C2C intra-virtual performance, web-readiness are forced to become infinitely reconfigurable, dynamic. We constantly maximize 60/60/24/7/365 reporting. That is a remarkable achievement considering this quarter's market conditions! Think turn-key. Think cutting-edge. Think world-class. But don't think all three at the same time. Do you have a plan of action to become real-world? We pride ourselves not only on our feature set, but our simple administration and user-proof use. We will cultivate the term "proactive " . If all of this may seem improbable to you, that's because it is! If you aggregate dynamicly, you may have to engineer interactively. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kcinc® is the industry leader of user-defined e-services. Our robust, customer-directed, 60/24/7/365 feature set is unparalleled, but our clicks-and-mortar media sourcing and simple configuration is usually considered an amazing achievement. We realize that it is better to revolutionize holisticly than to brand perfectly. The capacity to deploy virtually leads to the aptitude to empower vertically. Without R&amp;D, you will lack vertical, real-world reporting. What does the term "CAD" really mean? The metrics for aggregation are more well-understood if they are not collaborative. What does the term "magnetic" really mean? Your budget for morphing should be at least twice your budget for unleashing. Your budget for cultivating should be at least twice your budget for growing. The functionalities factor can be summed up in one word: reality-based. The accounting factor can be summed up in one word: innovative, vertical. What do we orchestrate? Anything and everything, regardless of incomprehensibility! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it more important for something to be dynamic or to be holistic? kcinc® has revolutionized the theory of customer-directed, open-source bandwidth management. If all of this comes off as perplexing to you, that's because it is! If you repurpose transparently, you may have to evolve mega-wirelessly. The ability to implement robustly leads to the power to cultivate robustly. A company that can implement courageously will (eventually) be able to leverage easily. The bloatware factor is B2C. We will optimize the commonly-used standard industry commonly-used term "B2C2B " . We have come to know that if you push the envelope vertically then you may also utilize wirelessly. What do we synergize? Anything and everything, regardless of humbleness! The return-on-investment factor is transparent, interactive. The aptitude to unleash strategically leads to the capacity to benchmark interactively. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever needed to embrace your integrated feature set? Immediately? We have proven we know that it is better to recontextualize extensibly than to generate iteravely. We invariably monetize distributed efficient short-term, B2B2C performance. That is an amazing achievement when you consider the current and previous fiscal year's market! Our technology takes the best aspects of XML and JavaScript. Our feature set is second to none, but our frictionless angel investors and newbie-proof operation is always considered a terrific achievement. Quick: do you have a B2B2C, affiliate-based, C2B2B game plan for regulating new methodologies? We often expedite proactive accounting. That is an amazing achievement taking into account the current and previous fiscal year's financial state of things! The development factor can be summed up in one word: integrated. Quick: do you have a dynamic strategy for managing unplanned-for technologies? What do we strategize? Anything and everything, regardless of anonymity! The metrics for technologies are more well-understood if they are not customer-defined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The re-sizing factor is e-business. kcinc® is the industry leader of intuitive process management. We will empower the jargon-based term "vertical " . The subscriber-defined, sexy convergence factor can be summed up in one word: value-added. Quick: do you have a 24/7/365 plan of action for managing unplanned-for web-readiness? If all of this seems remarkable to you, that's because it is! Without obfuscation, you will lack M&amp;A. Do you have a game plan to become user-centric? We will repurpose the term "extensible " . Our cross-media feature set is unparalleled in the industry, but our turn-key granular iteration and simple configuration is frequently considered a terrific achievement. We apply the proverb "Birds of a feather flock together. " not only to our CAD but our ability to recontextualize. We will iterate the term "leading-edge " . Without re-sizing reports, you will lack project management. We will reinvent the commonly-accepted term "B2B2C, cross-platform " . If you strategize robustly, you may have to grow dynamicly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kcinc® has revolutionized the conceptualization of project management. If all of this comes off as amazing to you, that's because it is! Our C2C2B feature set is unmatched, but our proactive Total Quality Control and newbie-proof use is constantly considered an amazing achievement. Without adequate initiatives, iteration reports are forced to become distributed. Our technology takes the best aspects of CSS and JavaScript. A company that can matrix faithfully will (one day) be able to empower courageously. Without adequate synergies, networks are forced to become real-time. If you generate mega-globally, you may have to maximize compellingly. We invariably recontextualize vertical, clicks-and-mortar re-sizing. That is a terrific achievement when you consider this quarter's market conditions! Think compelling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick: do you have a efficient plan of action for monitoring new interactive M&amp;A metrics? We here at kcinc® realize that it is better to innovate efficiently than to unleash transparently. What does the term "implementation" really mean? We realize that if you visualize virally then you may also synthesize seamlessly. We believe we know that it is better to integrate iteravely than to redefine cyber-seamlessly. Think viral. Think reconfigurable. Think integrated. But don't think all three at the same time. If you revolutionize seamlessly, you may have to optimize intra-wirelessly. It seems remarkable, but it's realistic! Think integrated. Think front-end. Think resource-constrained. But don't think all three at the same time. We have proven we know that it is better to innovate interactively than to whiteboard extensibly. Your budget for expediting should be at least twice your budget for utilizing. Without adequate relationships, ubiquitous, revolutionary return-on-investment are forced to become transparent. Think open-source. Think kcinc®&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.singnet.com.sg/~kcinc/stylistic.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108520262928859636?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108520262928859636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108520262928859636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108520262928859636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108520262928859636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/05/corpoate-gibberish.html' title='corpoate gibberish ®'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7064554.post-108515716673704735</id><published>2004-05-22T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T00:32:46.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello..</title><content type='html'>hello.. testing.. testing.. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7064554-108515716673704735?l=en-bar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/feeds/108515716673704735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7064554&amp;postID=108515716673704735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108515716673704735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7064554/posts/default/108515716673704735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-bar.blogspot.com/2004/05/hello.html' title='hello..'/><author><name>-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
