<?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-7256545</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:58:48.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.............</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-115738450153992561</id><published>2006-09-04T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T23:41:41.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a bed of roses?</title><content type='html'>it's been quite a while since i've written anything on this site. anyway lots of things have happened, most importantly i've passed out of my 12 week long pti course! which is of course great news since i don't have to face warrant ong any longer! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i've been posted to maju fcc(fitness &amp; conditioning center) for all those who still doesn't know, along clementi road. it's surprisingly quite near my house, about 20 mins bus ride or a 40 mins run. oh yar i've run like once back home and once to camp! not bad right, cos i signed up for the standard chartered full marathon. it's on the 3 dec!! 42 click okay!! don't play play, must train for it no choice la haha. and i don't really like running also so i quite lazy to train=( anyway i signed up with a few friends la so it isn't too bad can train together also. oh yar i paid 38 bucks for it(i think) and it's early bird somemore!! now i think it's 70 plus alr EX right! i think we're quite dumb la, pay money to suffer-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay my brother's birthday coming soon! and i don't know what to get him. maybe a music cd or something. oh he got me a t-shirt on my birthday so nice of him right=) and we went to ritz carlton just now to celebrate as a family! cos of my weird working hours so we didn't have a choice. (btw my working hrs's really insane la 2-10pm, off on fri and either sun or mon, sat sun 7-11am and then 3-7pm) really CRAP. the food was delicious btw. got SASHIMI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes xiaotian got 2nd for her pageant okay! don't play play hor hahaha. i think she totally deserves it seriously. she's nice, pretty and has a great personality=) haha i still don't know why i let go of her so easily. *scratches head* hahaha. my super ex-girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the devil wears prada.&lt;br /&gt;the devil eats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRATA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i didn't make that up, heard it over the radio ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-115738450153992561?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/115738450153992561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/115738450153992561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2006/09/bed-of-roses.html' title='a bed of roses?'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-115305362502617227</id><published>2006-07-16T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T20:40:25.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz</title><content type='html'>booking in soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired. worned out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-115305362502617227?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/115305362502617227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/115305362502617227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2006/07/zzz.html' title='zzz'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-115245134901067198</id><published>2006-07-09T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T21:22:29.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where'd you go</title><content type='html'>by Fort Minor.(my current fav)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did guard duty yet again the whole of yesterday, only managed to book out at 8 plus this morning. i prowled the entire plc 4 times with terence, haha but i must say that it was quite easy we slacked a lot. guard duty's just a waste of my time la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm anyway had a mini-quarrel with my parents today, so i'm feeling like shit now. and my dad just left for the states in the afternoon, what a way to leave. hmm but he'll be back this sat so ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to book in soon, and we're gonna watch the final in the gym i think. haha it's gonna be quite fun i hope. then the whole of tomorrow's slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we did our first cpft on fri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-115245134901067198?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/115245134901067198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/115245134901067198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2006/07/whered-you-go.html' title='where&apos;d you go'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-115123193605475229</id><published>2006-06-25T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T18:43:07.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ours have turned into a dream</title><content type='html'>yesterday went for some charity concert with youjia(her date couldn't make it last min). coincidentally met shawn over there and got to meet candice for the first time! haha. after hearing so much about her. hmm anyway got to see eunice olsen too! haha she's so very talented, and she can play the piano like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see her laughing in my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;together we'll be having fun,&lt;br /&gt;enjoying one another's company,&lt;br /&gt;under the scorching sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh how i miss my bmt days,&lt;br /&gt;where i got to talk to her so often,&lt;br /&gt;usually after my evening bath,&lt;br /&gt;and i dreaded every weekend burnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but things got so different,&lt;br /&gt;when i entered sispec,&lt;br /&gt;every night i stared into space,&lt;br /&gt;worse thing i couldn't even relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought time would heal,&lt;br /&gt;and cover up all my bleeding wounds,&lt;br /&gt;no one could understand how i feel,&lt;br /&gt;both friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;already months have passed,&lt;br /&gt;gone away with the gentle wind,&lt;br /&gt;other's have lasted till now,&lt;br /&gt;ours have turned into a dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-115123193605475229?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/115123193605475229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/115123193605475229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2006/06/ours-have-turned-into-dream.html' title='ours have turned into a dream'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-114942339955494217</id><published>2006-06-04T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T20:16:39.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>siann</title><content type='html'>helloooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha the first week of pti was quite okay... not very tough and the instructors are all quite welfare... yupp so i hope this lasts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i think i've become quite unfit. and i don't know why haha... maybe it's cos of a lack of proper training... and soc has become increasingly tough =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm okay think i've gotta make my way all the way to boonlay by myself soon... i shall sleep on the mrt... oh how i wish i could drive haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes! yeow may just got her driving license! can ask her to give me lifts muahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay gotta go soon=((((((((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-114942339955494217?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/114942339955494217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/114942339955494217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2006/06/siann.html' title='siann'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-114891484203858960</id><published>2006-05-29T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T23:08:43.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PTI</title><content type='html'>hi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha finally finally finally after 10 long weeks, which felt quite short actually, of hard work, blood, sweat, tears and of course fun(how could we leave that out), i passed out of BSLC in one piece!!! i'm so so gonna miss all my friends, the fun and the laughter, the ruffles cup 2v2 matches alongside aloysious(the tp pro), my forever thick-skinned buddy(leong shen) and all his 'bu yao lian' remarks, oh ya and his humongous appetite or is it greediness? haha, the recce-wannabe ameer with his crazy jungle hat antics, max and melvin for all their jokes and laughter, kelvin and jonny the coolest guy(his breakdancing moves are really really really good as in national standard) and his coolest fan, ji zhong and his dino-say-bah jokes we play on him, and last but not least, keevin and his nice outgoing personality. presenting my section mates, the coolest section around! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so i got posted to AFC to become a PTI... IN 11 WEEKS!!! that's super long la haha... but i think it's gonna be really fun. yea we shall see lah. and we have only one platoon of 25 people consisting of 2 sections only!!! that's damn few lah... oh ya my close buddy shawn also got posted to pti haha so yes, won't be so sian i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha anw, i just watched x-men like yesterday and i think it was totallyyyyyyy disappoinntinggg. haha and then my friend was so sad when mystic like lost her powers...cos she thinks she's damn cool or something(sorry for those who still haven't watched but plan to watch xmen) and then she was like so fascinated with the flying guy with angel wings(till now i still duno what's his name.. is it angel?) although he only had like a 10 sec cameo or something. haha. hmm anw the last part was quite nice la when they were like combining all their powers together... pooor magneto....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea i think the next movie i'm gonna watch prob would be pirates of the carribean or SUPERMAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya and then there's the world cup coming... funnnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gtg see ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-114891484203858960?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/114891484203858960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/114891484203858960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2006/05/pti.html' title='PTI'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-114821057937231837</id><published>2006-05-21T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T19:22:59.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i see the light</title><content type='html'>nutcracker's just over.&lt;br /&gt;happy hour on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;bringing a girl.&lt;br /&gt;bought a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best of all, POPs next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-114821057937231837?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/114821057937231837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/114821057937231837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-see-light.html' title='i see the light'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-114510502343423010</id><published>2006-04-15T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T20:43:43.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i should get some sleep</title><content type='html'>hi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with zep and biwei in town today. didn't do really much, just went to have lunch then played some arcade(which was quite fun) and then watch 'tristan and isolde'. oh ya i caught 'take the lead' yesterday. both were quite nice, and 'tristan and isolde' was quite touching too, made me cry a bit. oh ya, i saw my ex girl with this guy at cine and everything seemed to happen so fast, i just didn't have time to react. hmm ya cos we were walking in opposite directions and it was quite crowded over there.. hmm ya... hope she did enjoy herself. hmm then i met up with shen yue who coincidentally was there too. haha. then had dinner and then walked about and talked about lots of stuff and then home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored. really bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno whether to play soccer tomorrow. see how la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see whether got 'gan jue'-so long haven't play =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i really look different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-114510502343423010?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/114510502343423010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/114510502343423010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-should-get-some-sleep.html' title='i should get some sleep'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-114451316795031090</id><published>2006-04-08T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T00:19:28.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mad fighting</title><content type='html'>i've got this pti who is really mad. he makes us do stuff that even he can't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i went to town today and watched 'inside man'. it's a really really good thinking show, you know those movies which make you think. hmm and something really stunned me. you know right, i was q-ing up for snacks at lido at about 9 and then suddenly there were two malay men who started fighting like about 3 meters on my left. the thinner guy's lower face was like covered totally with blood, which of course left blood stains on the floor. it was really violent man i tell you, and their girlfriends were like trying to stop them. what a shame. and apparently we speculated that it started because one of them bumped into the other and in the process accidentally drop his nacho chips. cos there were nacho chips strewn over the floor too. then dunno what happened then boom boom boom, the fight started. i was really stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, that was some exciting stuff, but then again someone could be killed, which is really sad lah. one die then one kenna sentenced to death just cos of a box of chips. sad right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm yea, the 14th is coming soon like next friday and i haven't thought of what to do yet. maybe i'll just sleep sleep and sleep. and of course try to forget about everything. the good and the bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-114451316795031090?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/114451316795031090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/114451316795031090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2006/04/mad-fighting.html' title='mad fighting'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-114396729839770713</id><published>2006-04-02T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T16:41:38.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ippt</title><content type='html'>hii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just watched ice age 2, which was quite good... but i think that ice age 1's better, cos i managed to sleep through parts of the movie. haha was quite tired and sian, have to book in toNIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i had my ippt categorisation and diagnostic tests already, and the final evaluation is next sat i think. i did quite well for both, and i'm especially proud of the diagnostic one, which was held a few days ago. if i'm not wrong, it's my pb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chin-ups: 33 reps&lt;br /&gt;shuttle run: 9.2s&lt;br /&gt;sit-ups: 44 reps&lt;br /&gt;sbj(a pleasant surprise): 250cm&lt;br /&gt;and of course 2.4: 8.59min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i think the supposedly 2.4 k route is actually a bit shorter. ah but nevermind who cares.&lt;br /&gt;actually right, i feel damn cheated cos one of the commando PCs said that if we did it well we could use it as the evaluation result. but then in the end we all still have to do the real thing next sat. and that means i can't eat all the junk everyone's eating in the bunk. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i'm the chin-up i/c :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-114396729839770713?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/114396729839770713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/114396729839770713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2006/04/ippt.html' title='ippt'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-114389907438649754</id><published>2006-04-01T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T21:44:34.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tears</title><content type='html'>it's been a long time since my last post. and a lot has happened. bad stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where do i start, ok. the month of march is surely the worst month of my life thus far. i got back my A level results and got my ns posting after bmt. and needless to say, i was really really disappointed with both. what was a dream for me really became a dream, and it will remain a dream for me--forever. all these i could take, all these i still could force a smile on my face. but then unfortunately for me, the devil hadn't played enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said to me, "guozheng, you're going to lose your dearest one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i lost her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wondered for a few days 'what went wrong?'. i wondered for a few weeks 'why like that?'. i wondered for a few months 'am i really not good enough?'. i wondered for a few years 'should i forget you?'. i wondered for a few lifetimes 'will i ever recover?'. what was a few weeks seemed like an eternity to me. and i still wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must the whole world crash down on meeeee??????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why why why why why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best memories were spent with you. thank you so much for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-114389907438649754?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/114389907438649754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/114389907438649754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2006/04/tears.html' title='tears'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-113656191285080185</id><published>2006-01-06T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T23:38:32.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm going NS!!!</title><content type='html'>hopefully i'll be back in one piece=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-113656191285080185?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113656191285080185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113656191285080185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-going-ns.html' title='i&apos;m going NS!!!'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-113595625749396918</id><published>2005-12-30T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T23:24:17.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last sunrise</title><content type='html'>hi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay let's pray it doesn't rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain rain go away,&lt;br /&gt;don't ruin my plans for the day,&lt;br /&gt;it's the last time we can play,&lt;br /&gt;oh rain oh rain please go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, it should be the clouds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-113595625749396918?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113595625749396918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113595625749396918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-sunrise.html' title='the last sunrise'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-113588087581932243</id><published>2005-12-30T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T02:27:56.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how should i feel?</title><content type='html'>as the snowflakes fall,&lt;br /&gt;down onto my ugly nose,&lt;br /&gt;it melts away, now&lt;br /&gt;all i need is another love dose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you love me,&lt;br /&gt;not that i doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes it's just not right,&lt;br /&gt;so often my heart bleeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relationships are really tough,&lt;br /&gt;and i musn't be so selfish.&lt;br /&gt;we lead different lives,&lt;br /&gt;i'll share mine with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i doubt you'll ever know,&lt;br /&gt;or understand how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;i'll wait though,&lt;br /&gt;for that day to come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now,&lt;br /&gt;i'll treasure every date,&lt;br /&gt;before i leave for NS,&lt;br /&gt;before it's too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-113588087581932243?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113588087581932243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113588087581932243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/12/how-should-i-feel.html' title='how should i feel?'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-113578562115654529</id><published>2005-12-28T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T00:00:21.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hungry</title><content type='html'>haha, i'm starting to like peanut butter again! you should see me eating peanut butter, scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, so now i'm the peanut butter king, as well as the sashimi king=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, i feel like eating sashimi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sashimi, sashimi, sashimi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-113578562115654529?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113578562115654529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113578562115654529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/12/hungry.html' title='hungry'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-113570110380862705</id><published>2005-12-28T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T00:34:06.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for my 101</title><content type='html'>i'm in a faraway place,&lt;br /&gt;on another planet,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna see your face,&lt;br /&gt;so badly,&lt;br /&gt;it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look up into the sky,&lt;br /&gt;hoping to find that same star you're gazing at.&lt;br /&gt;but no matter how hard i try,&lt;br /&gt;i can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i search my pockets,&lt;br /&gt;for that one thing you gave me.&lt;br /&gt;only to find that,&lt;br /&gt;they're empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't understand me,&lt;br /&gt;and i couldn't really care.&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm blinded and can't see,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not good enough for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these won't come true,&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i must pray.&lt;br /&gt;cos your name's not sue,&lt;br /&gt;even till my hair turns grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;times like that i wish you're right here,&lt;br /&gt;snuggling up to my arms.&lt;br /&gt;cos no matter how tired i am,&lt;br /&gt;i'll find the energy to hold you close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i just want you to know,&lt;br /&gt;that no matter how hard it rains,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there with an umbrella,&lt;br /&gt;shielding away the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be perfect,&lt;br /&gt;just so for you.&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm far from it,&lt;br /&gt;i'd admit it's true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-113570110380862705?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113570110380862705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113570110380862705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/12/for-my-101.html' title='for my 101'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-113550755332636745</id><published>2005-12-25T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T18:47:46.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one place i would recommend</title><content type='html'>back from turkey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a really enjoyable but tiring trip, did lots of stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with some family friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i went up in a hot air balloon... cool but damn ex...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6700/437/320/IMG_0291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6700/437/320/IMG_0288.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-113550755332636745?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113550755332636745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113550755332636745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/12/one-place-i-would-recommend.html' title='one place i would recommend'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-113465759577377080</id><published>2005-12-15T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T22:39:55.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turkey</title><content type='html'>hello...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be off to turkey tomorrow for 10 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you must take care of yourself k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and don't fall sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and drink lots of water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and must remember to take regular meals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and must enjoy yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and must stay happy always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and must miss me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i'll miss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll really miss you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-113465759577377080?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113465759577377080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113465759577377080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/12/turkey.html' title='turkey'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-113354199350319041</id><published>2005-12-03T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T00:50:24.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6700/437/1600/ants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6700/437/320/ants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was widespread extermination, thousands of lives were lost, blood was spilt, and of course... uncontrollable rage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiny warriors, weak alone but strong in numbers, armed with pincers that can outmuscle a bicep, they have superb teamwork and perfect coordination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they come in all kinds of sizes, XS, S, M, L, XL and a handful even XXL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eww they give me the goosebumps i can't type anymore of this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i hate ants, they really have the ability to traumatise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY WERE FREAKKING ALL OVER ME!!!!! ARGHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-113354199350319041?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113354199350319041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113354199350319041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/12/antz.html' title='ANTZ'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-113344690682167471</id><published>2005-12-01T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T22:21:46.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Dec</title><content type='html'>hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... went to sentosa today with ruiyang and zephyr. had a great time chilling out, actually getting fried in the sun, though i still think i'm not tan enough=( hmm 'chilling' reminds me of 'lin chiling'... haha, dotz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then spent what seemed like quite a long time in town window looking. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmz, i still dunnno what to wear for prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently the 1day acuvue thingy is quite expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is... it'll be all so easy if i have a few thousand bucks to spend and dress up, just go into a shop and buy a few pieces then go home and try. great. but too bad i don't. sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, there's lanning tml but i think i'll give it a miss. oh ya and there's a soccer match too. and a canoeing bbq later in the night, both of which i won't miss, probably. hahaz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-113344690682167471?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113344690682167471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113344690682167471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/12/1-dec.html' title='1 Dec'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-113328265019029485</id><published>2005-11-30T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T00:46:47.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't think of a proper title</title><content type='html'>hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just reached home after a long day out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm sometimes i wish i can control the weather. tt'll be great right. when i playing soccer i'll say don't rain, and when i don't like someone's face, i'll say lightning please strike. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, abt the class sentosa thingy during prom right, i think it's not a v good idea cos firstly, i don't think the whole class will turn up. 2ndly, it's not very worth it to pay for 2 days 1 night if we're only gonna stay for 1 night 1 morning. that totally does not make sense. 3rdly, the guys have to ta pao all the girls stuff on the prom day itself, which is quite ma fan, i mean guys also have to dress up nicely right=) u girls think v easy meh. haha. 4thly, how are we going to make our way to that island in the middle of the night? all high. 5thly, after all that hassle we can only enjoy ourselves for one morning, which is like totally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya, i'll just focus on enjoying myself. like we all should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya to those who still doesn't know, i'll be away on holiday in turkey from the 16-25 dec. 2005 of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-113328265019029485?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113328265019029485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113328265019029485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-cant-think-of-proper-title.html' title='i can&apos;t think of a proper title'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-113300922032816966</id><published>2005-11-26T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T20:47:00.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss school</title><content type='html'>ahh! still got so many things to do! nvm got time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 12.30 today cos last night reached home at 12 plus and then watched tv till 2 plus... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played soccer at rj, damn tiring man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for dinner and then dota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to princess to watch tomyumgoong with haynes and my dad. haha. super nice! tony jaa can break knee, break elbow, break ankle, break neck and brick dance. he's the ronaldinho of martial arts. coooooll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, and i dyed my hair today. though again it's not very obvious. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i still have to convince my mum to pay 35 bucks for the daily contacts. haha, all for 1 night. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss school. haha wierd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-113300922032816966?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113300922032816966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113300922032816966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-miss-school.html' title='i miss school'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-113275345441836521</id><published>2005-11-23T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T21:50:52.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woof</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6700/437/1600/world"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6700/437/400/world%27s%20ugliest%20dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presenting to you Sam, the 3 time winner of the World's Ugliest Dog contest. sadly he just died. age 14.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-113275345441836521?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113275345441836521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113275345441836521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/11/woof.html' title='woof'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-113275217506308807</id><published>2005-11-23T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T21:22:55.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breathless</title><content type='html'>hello...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm super super tired right now, haha, but i dunno whether to go sleep or not... haha don't feel like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, played some soccer match against some CJ guys with nandez peewee and benmoh and some AJ ppl. got one really 'qian bian'. haha... but they were generally quite nice people... but then again the game was quite rough, but soccer's a rough game so i'll just have to accept it haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm we lost 5-3 in the end. oh ya and my fitness is really like shit now. gotta start training... died even before half time... and so for the rest of the game i was strolling around the pitch like some veron. oh ya and coming to the pitch, i hate all the black stuff going into my shoes and socks! irritating man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya and i missed a penalty, hahaha... missed by a few cm above the bar... ooohhh it was close. haha. and biwei tried to kick me ahem down there after my miss, haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok got to revise through some bio... AHH i think M&amp;M's really hard... cannot bite properly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-113275217506308807?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113275217506308807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113275217506308807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/11/breathless.html' title='breathless'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-113263885969847784</id><published>2005-11-22T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T13:54:19.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what to do?</title><content type='html'>i'm boreeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah i think bio Nov 02 p1's quite hard..hehe.. sighhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no i'm slacking=((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-113263885969847784?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113263885969847784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113263885969847784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-to-do.html' title='what to do?'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-113256896932672798</id><published>2005-11-21T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T18:29:29.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams over</title><content type='html'>yay, As almost over. left 1 bio P1. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so time to slack... a skill which i've been perfecting for the last 2 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i watched harry potter today, together with tian, ailin, minling and lilin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would say the show's very ordinary, and the old dumbledoooore's much better, too bad he's not around anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they should make voldermort look more scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i wanna watch tom yum goong also, but must hurry cos gonna end soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a soccer match against CJ on wed, 3-5pm... looking forward to it, hope there'll be good weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then another soccer match on friday. haha... soccer is SOOOO fun, i'll probably die without it...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it's party party and party till NS, which btw is on the 7th Jan 8.30am. =( going botak soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya going on holiday to turkey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS according to some animal activists, they don't eat turkey cos they think there're cute, cos they gobble... wierd logic haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-113256896932672798?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113256896932672798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/113256896932672798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/11/exams-over.html' title='exams over'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112887226288485577</id><published>2005-10-09T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T23:37:42.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Guo</title><content type='html'>i'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long time since i've blogged. anyway, it's Guo'an's (my 3rd brother in case u don't know yet) birthday tomorrow! don't really know how old, or how young he is, haiz, i have such poor memory... hmm so ya, he had his birthday party today, invited all his kiddy friends to our home. hmm, the thing is i don't have any photos, and so... i have no choice but to upload this one instead, think it's last year's or two year's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6700/437/1600/ga%20bday%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6700/437/320/ga%20bday%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice cake huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112887226288485577?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112887226288485577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112887226288485577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/10/guo.html' title='An Guo'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112679490932408596</id><published>2005-09-15T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T22:35:09.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>haiz... some ppl just have to learn how not to hurt other's feelings. me included. having said that, i'm in a @##$@%^ bad mood right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112679490932408596?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112679490932408596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112679490932408596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112643626598065236</id><published>2005-09-11T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T18:57:45.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-prelim anxiety</title><content type='html'>hello...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls have come to me saying that they feel uneasy rejecting guys, i can perfectly understand that. haha ok point taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, prelim's tomorrow. excellent. wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to everyone having their prelims!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112643626598065236?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112643626598065236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112643626598065236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/09/pre-prelim-anxiety.html' title='pre-prelim anxiety'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112610372378147235</id><published>2005-09-07T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T22:35:23.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>girls feel good when guys ask them for their number. they feel 'over-the-moon'. in fact, some DO enjoy it. it's definitely a perfect ego booster for most. thus, obviously most of them give their numbers freely when asked. even when she has a boyfriend. but they just don't know what they're getting themselves into. u see, most of the time, in fact all the time, the guy's actually interested in her. why would u ask for a girl's hp no. when u don't like her? just to make friends?? bullshit. then, the guy would just keep harrassing the girl after that. and hence, she feels sad, angry, pissed, blah blah blah... do these make sense? girls, think twice before giving out your hp nos like those ppl giving out flyers at j8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112610372378147235?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112610372378147235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112610372378147235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/09/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112559439345974128</id><published>2005-09-02T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T01:06:33.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to concentrate more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112559439345974128?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112559439345974128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112559439345974128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-need-to-concentrate-more.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112481334510118729</id><published>2005-08-24T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T00:09:05.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do girls pms?</title><content type='html'>i dunno leh... don't ask me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112481334510118729?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112481334510118729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112481334510118729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/08/why-do-girls-pms.html' title='why do girls pms?'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112309241670198799</id><published>2005-08-04T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T02:07:34.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>red pill or blue pill?</title><content type='html'>if the world's coming to an end tml, all the telephone lines and internet chatrooms will be saturated with people saying things like, 'i've always wanted to tell u that i love u' or 'i know i have offended u in the past, please forgive me' or... the list goes on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... what u gonna do when all u have is time to put things right? don't wait any longer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112309241670198799?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112309241670198799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112309241670198799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/08/red-pill-or-blue-pill.html' title='red pill or blue pill?'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112213771528844878</id><published>2005-07-24T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T00:55:15.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN</title><content type='html'>fun! but feeling a bit tired... been back home past 12 for the past couple of days. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to start studying soon. good nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112213771528844878?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112213771528844878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112213771528844878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/07/fun.html' title='FUN'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112202038765136731</id><published>2005-07-22T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T16:19:47.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and so it finally comes to an end...</title><content type='html'>RJ got 3rd for both the guys and the girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... both teams, oh wait, we're ONE team. yea, we fell short of our targets. but it doesn't really matter now, as long as we tried out best. hmm... here are the results in today's final:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T1 500m  Yu Qiang 2nd, Zeng Yu 6th.&lt;br /&gt;T2 500m Jet &amp; Uglen 1st, Andy &amp;amp; KC 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;T1 1000m Joseph 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;K2 1000m David &amp; Seehong 5th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. so that's how we did. 25 point total i think. better than last year at least. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so it finally comes to an end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... and we're going to marche tonight. and tomorrow there's a bbq. fun... but i'll have to start studying real soon=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raffles forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112202038765136731?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112202038765136731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112202038765136731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/07/and-so-it-finally-comes-to-end.html' title='and so it finally comes to an end...'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112177990210364192</id><published>2005-07-19T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T21:32:33.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Canoeing Nationals...</title><content type='html'>hello...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Canoeing Nationals Inter-School Competition 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've been training so so hard for this. ok la. not as hard as NJ but still hard enough. it's been 1 and a half years of blood, sweat and tears. we've dedicated most of our JC life to canoeing. incredible, isn't it. we'll miss all the times spent training together, cheering each other on. all the times laughing and joking. the boils we get on our butts... oh man... i can't imagine school life without canoeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so everything boils down to tomorrow. it's make or break. i'll just do my best la. cos i've got a super super difficult heat. desperate times call for desperate measures. i'll need a whole tub of creatine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we guys are aiming for silver. quite attainable i must say. the girls are aiming for gold. lofty dreams that may become reality soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya. that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to partying after nationals:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112177990210364192?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112177990210364192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112177990210364192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/07/canoeing-nationals.html' title='Canoeing Nationals...'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112152986557172825</id><published>2005-07-17T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T00:08:49.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-nationals dinner</title><content type='html'>hello...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was a super waste of time as usual. today we waxed the boats. now it's so shiny, though the scratches are still there. hmm. yea. i survived on ONE banana until lunch. which was sadly at 4pm. hmm. then i went home. but had to leave soon after. headed to raffles town club. had buffet which costed 16 bucks. all the usual stuff la. beef, mutton, fish, dessert, soup etc etc. edible food la. ah FOOD. reminds me of my ct2 results. haiz. haha. then had some team talk at some harmony room. the girls were busy crying. haha so cute. then the guys were busy trying to keep the laughter down. guys are just guys, girls are just girls. two totally opposite point of views we have. then after most of the guys went down to the arcade. quite fun. spent about 1 and a 1/2 hr there. then we headed home. oh ya, me and desmond met this mad 51yr old guy on the bus. he's crazy. feel like giving him a big punch on the face. haha. hmm. by the time i reached home it was already 11.30pm. so tired. but fun though. my cam died. so no photos:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. just wanna tell the girls that we guys do support them. a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quotes of the Team Talk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn: Actually ah... we support u all, just that we don't show it(to the girls).&lt;br /&gt;Yu Qiang(the capt): Row like a machine(to the guys).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. nationals is this wed. i'm feeling............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112152986557172825?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112152986557172825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112152986557172825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/07/pre-nationals-dinner.html' title='pre-nationals dinner'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112125836436632058</id><published>2005-07-13T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T20:39:24.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so screwed.</title><content type='html'>ya. i'm so screwed. canoeing, canoeing, canoeing... haiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112125836436632058?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112125836436632058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112125836436632058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-so-screwed.html' title='i&apos;m so screwed.'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112083497526731129</id><published>2005-07-08T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T23:14:50.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Vinci</title><content type='html'>looks like anand right?? haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_1310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_1310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm into drawing people's side profiles!! i charge $5 per portrait.. only $5 la. very cheap one. guarentee ur satisfaction. haha. i can give u free plastic surgery too. haha. just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i bought a bottle of creastack together with ruiyang. some creatine stuff. cost me 45 bucks. haha. no choice la. competition coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. i pon half of school today. ooppss. hope none of the teachers are reading this. my parents too. cross fingers.. haha. anyway, i pon to go train. haha. sounds stupid right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. today ms chua was telling us about her holiday to germany. wah. so lucky. wasted almost 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school we bought bubble tea. yay. i collect 3 receipts le. one more to go. haha. and then we went to GNC. then we went to delifrance to slack. rui rui was super tired la. sleeping on the table. haha. zep was stoning. literally. he had to keep still so i could draw his front profile. haha. i can't draw front profiles. just look at the top photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to look for xiao tian and gang. quite fun shopping with the girls. cos i can give fun comments. haha. lame. anyway, my legs were dying. i think i need to do leg weights after my nats. haha. they took sooper long at one shop la. go in, half an hour later come out. excellent. haha. anyway it was enjoyable=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k..gtg sleep. tml got training. jenn han can't make it again=(((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112083497526731129?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112083497526731129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112083497526731129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/07/da-vinci.html' title='Da Vinci'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112066316976651805</id><published>2005-07-06T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T23:21:13.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Madness</title><content type='html'>i didn't know sneak previews cost $8 on weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i caught the sneak preview of Fantastic 4 today! that makes it 5 movies in 6 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday(end of ct): Initial D&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Man of the House&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: -break- (no, it's not a movie)&lt;br /&gt;Monday: A Lot Like Love&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: War of the Worlds&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Fantastic 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. beat that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; so what's tomorrow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112066316976651805?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112066316976651805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112066316976651805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/07/movie-madness.html' title='Movie Madness'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112057382335801928</id><published>2005-07-05T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T22:32:21.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 1</title><content type='html'>1st day of class since the holidays.. FUN!! can see all the old faces again.. haha. totally missed everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch War of the Worlds today with my dad and zep tagged along. the movie was better than expected, cos everyone was like criticising the plot and the ending like mad. not that bad la right. the poor girl was like how poor thing la! kenna frightened by all the dead bodies floating on the river. then there was one irritating guy in the cinema who kept burping. dunno what's wrong with him. damn loud sommore. and then there was another guy who kept saying damn loudly,"she hold the wrong hand!" for 3-4 times--in the end she was holding the correct hand. haha. and zep and i ended up laughing at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to eat crystal jade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then here i am blogging and drinking home-made ice milo. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112057382335801928?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112057382335801928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112057382335801928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/07/day-1.html' title='day 1'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112040270411852465</id><published>2005-07-03T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T22:59:40.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Porshe</title><content type='html'>I WANT THIS CAR!!! haha..who's the pretty girl behind??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_1292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_1292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112040270411852465?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112040270411852465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112040270411852465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/07/pink-porshe.html' title='Pink Porshe'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112039545615891515</id><published>2005-07-03T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T20:59:00.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate seeing guys doing the para para</title><content type='html'>they look sissi. they look like they have nothing better to do. they look like gays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was a sheer waste of time yesterday. a few of us then went to j8 to have our lunch and by the time i got home it was already 5. then i left the house at 6 plus to meet with the canoeists. went to cine. ate at subway(i must say i'm quite addicted) for the 2nd time in two days. then went window shopping(though we didn't buy anything). haha. and then we went to catch Man of the House at 9.10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. before the show we were at the entrance of the arcade, busy watching the para para dancers. they were like so funny la. had a good time laughing. then allen quipped:' eh, better not laugh too loudly ah. cine got a lot of gangsters one. later they come and bash u up.' haha. and so we giggled like little girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. the show was quite lame la. about one ranger(tommy lee jones) protecting 5 cheerleaders. cos they witnessed a murder and the killer wanted to kill them to shut them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liked one part when he installed a damn powerful aircon in the house, forcing the girls to put on their clothes. cos they were showing too much skin for his liking. it was damn ingenious of him. haha. went home soon after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i watched fong sai yuk 1 on channel 8. then the delayed telecast of wimbledon. venus won! she was jumping up and down like a small girl. haha. i don't like davenport. she has this perpetual frown on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i went to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112039545615891515?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112039545615891515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112039545615891515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-hate-seeing-guys-doing-para-para.html' title='i hate seeing guys doing the para para'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112023335506268409</id><published>2005-07-01T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T00:00:22.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CT finally over~</title><content type='html'>common test are over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think there isn't anything to rejoice about la. cos i just realised through these past few days that i have really really a lot of catching up to do. furthermore, ct2 over means we're a step closer to A lvls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired after a long long eventful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. lub pierced his ear. i think it looks nice and poserish and i'll certainly consider it. but i think my mum will kill me. she really will. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. watched initial D with 10 plus people, mostly canoeists. fun bunch to be with. talked a lot of shit. hmm. the show was damn funny la. everyone in the packed theatre laughed and laughed like mad. oh ya. met magdeline with her bf sitting behind us. so qiao3. ended up window shopping and eating as well. and slacking after the show too. met a lot of rj ppl at orchard area too, enjoying themselves after days of intense mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's training tml. sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112023335506268409?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112023335506268409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112023335506268409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/07/ct-finally-over.html' title='CT finally over~'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112012812906487887</id><published>2005-06-30T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T18:55:20.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YE YE pao de cha</title><content type='html'>My grandpa's birthday was last friday...forgot to post the pictures... haha... but i still dunno how old is he leh... he still looks so young lor... nice little happy family he has brought up=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_1276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(170,170,170) 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(170,170,170) 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(170,170,170) 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(170,170,170) 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_1276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112012812906487887?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112012812906487887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112012812906487887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/ye-ye-pao-de-cha.html' title='YE YE pao de cha'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112012800380666989</id><published>2005-06-30T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T18:45:12.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_1275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(170, 170, 170); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_1275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah...the candles so bright!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112012800380666989?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112012800380666989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112012800380666989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112012798748477565</id><published>2005-06-30T18:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T18:45:22.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_1274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(170, 170, 170); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_1274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice mango cake~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112012798748477565?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112012798748477565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112012798748477565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/nice-mango-cake.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-112012796318914999</id><published>2005-06-30T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T18:44:12.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_1277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(170, 170, 170); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_1277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blowing the candles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...that's about it...time to mug for chem tml! die already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a miracle~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-112012796318914999?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112012796318914999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/112012796318914999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/blowing-candles-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111987259166208721</id><published>2005-06-27T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:46:36.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala...</title><content type='html'>i want to go back to nursery! can play, eat, sleep and SLACK everyday! haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111987259166208721?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111987259166208721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111987259166208721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/lalala.html' title='lalala...'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111987128473694538</id><published>2005-06-27T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:21:24.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_1278.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_1278.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister's first day of school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111987128473694538?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111987128473694538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111987128473694538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-sisters-first-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111987119937164096</id><published>2005-06-27T19:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:19:59.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_1286.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_1286.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our 'new-look' kitchen=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111987119937164096?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111987119937164096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111987119937164096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/our-new-look-kitchen.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111987118266150322</id><published>2005-06-27T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:19:43.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_1282.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_1282.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least the light-bulb's still intact...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111987118266150322?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111987118266150322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111987118266150322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/at-least-light-bulbs-still-intact.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111985829115828600</id><published>2005-06-27T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:28:35.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>incomparable...</title><content type='html'>haha...i got bored. so i decided to publish some photos we took at jay chou's concert last year...enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111985829115828600?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985829115828600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985829115828600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/incomparable.html' title='incomparable...'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111985766865388355</id><published>2005-06-27T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:29:31.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_0655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_0655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the only thing he lacks are nice biceps =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111985766865388355?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985766865388355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985766865388355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-think-only-thing-he-lacks-are-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111985764443989071</id><published>2005-06-27T15:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:29:13.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_0627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_0627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this outfit...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111985764443989071?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985764443989071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985764443989071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-like-this-outfit.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111985767650079202</id><published>2005-06-27T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:28:57.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_0631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_0631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice pink background...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111985767650079202?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985767650079202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985767650079202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/nice-pink-background.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111985762442321716</id><published>2005-06-27T15:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:30:07.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_0547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_0547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111985762442321716?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985762442321716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985762442321716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111985758679685611</id><published>2005-06-27T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:29:51.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_0561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_0561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111985758679685611?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985758679685611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985758679685611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111985757150868134</id><published>2005-06-27T15:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:30:33.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_0568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_0568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to post without having to add a caption to every photo??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111985757150868134?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985757150868134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985757150868134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/how-to-post-without-having-to-add.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111985752207317529</id><published>2005-06-27T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:30:21.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_0556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_0556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111985752207317529?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985752207317529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985752207317529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/mr.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111985746157196656</id><published>2005-06-27T15:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:31:00.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_0639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_0639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wants this pink piano...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111985746157196656?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985746157196656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985746157196656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/she-wants-this-pink-piano.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111985750663795755</id><published>2005-06-27T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:30:47.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_0612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_0612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiphop dancing also can ah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111985750663795755?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985750663795755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985750663795755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/hiphop-dancing-also-can-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111985740492767046</id><published>2005-06-27T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:31:37.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_0595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_0595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jay on his flute...so bloody talented...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111985740492767046?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985740492767046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985740492767046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/jay-on-his-flute.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111985742062912886</id><published>2005-06-27T15:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:31:27.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_0658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_0658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy people...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111985742062912886?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985742062912886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985742062912886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/crazy-people.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111985743019493488</id><published>2005-06-27T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:31:14.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_0634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_0634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice clothes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111985743019493488?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985743019493488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985743019493488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/nice-clothes.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111985737823208572</id><published>2005-06-27T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:31:47.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_0666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_0666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...what's jian xue doing up there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111985737823208572?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985737823208572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985737823208572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111985722920471032</id><published>2005-06-27T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:31:57.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_0548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_0548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool dance moves... &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111985722920471032?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985722920471032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985722920471032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/cool-dance-moves.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111985717115687402</id><published>2005-06-27T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:32:10.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/1024/IMG_0527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/6289/400/IMG_0527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just started!! &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111985717115687402?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985717115687402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111985717115687402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-started.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111979747193535802</id><published>2005-06-26T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:32:53.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so dead!!</title><content type='html'>i'm losing focus. it's bio TML!!!! so screwed up. i'm so dead cos all the facts have not sunk in. at least 90% of it. and it's like 9 more hours to bio!!!! haha... and i still have the time to blog. partly becos i've already given up long time ago. haha... another screwed up common test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. and my whole kitchen's undergoing an extreme makeover for the entire of next week! and lucky me have to eat out for the time being. oh ya, and i have to make do with all the noise pollution, the drilling shit, while studying. sucks right. maybe i shall study at some library or something. but then libraries are all so incondusive for studying, so very noisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. k. i shall try to cram in last minute revision. ling shi bao fo jiao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111979747193535802?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111979747193535802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111979747193535802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-so-dead.html' title='i&apos;m so dead!!'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111971076799561685</id><published>2005-06-26T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T22:46:08.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishes...</title><content type='html'>how i wish i'm jay chou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or zhou jie lun also can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll end up watching Initial D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos she'll ask me to go watch with her for the 2nd time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boredom kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i haven't seen her for more than a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, gerald's reserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with jiao lian as coach,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll win team gold for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111971076799561685?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111971076799561685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111971076799561685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/wishes.html' title='wishes...'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111945831218355269</id><published>2005-06-23T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T00:47:06.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come On! J2s...</title><content type='html'>Gerald a.k.a. spongebob-squarepants VS Edwin the long-armed J1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the eccentricity of our wonderful and excellent jiao lian, gerald had to race edwin today for a place in the team. gerald tried his best but edwin was just too strong for him over 1000m. even gerald, in all his grace and humility, admitted that it was going to be quite, in fact very, tough to defeat someone a head taller than him. fortunately, gerald was able to seek solace in the fact that he has the chance to redeem himself. mark my words, but the once-mighty gerald will surely bounce back from this minor setback and exact sweet revenge this coming friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many J2s not in the team. this is total crap man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111945831218355269?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111945831218355269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111945831218355269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/come-on-j2s.html' title='Come On! J2s...'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111936157821621287</id><published>2005-06-22T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T22:09:26.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>40 Things We Let Her Get Away With</title><content type='html'>hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to watch 'batman begins' with my whole family this afternoon. first time we had such a movie outing in like dunno how many years. oh, my small and little and cutie and cuddly sister had to get a ticket too cos she's above 0.90m. that sucked. and she wonderfully slept through half the movie, on my mum's lap. oh ya, after the show, she exclaimed that batman's father died, but then got a new one. haha. that new one was of course alfredoooooo. so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was not bad la. much better than george clooney's batman &amp;amp; robin which just recently aired on channel 5. christian bale's sexy man. his acting i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, just flipped through june 2004's issue of men's health. read this interesting article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40 Things We Let Her Get Away With&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pre-Menstrual Syndrome--her biological excuse for being sour several days a month.&lt;br /&gt;2. Expecting us to open doors and picking up the tab on first dates.&lt;br /&gt;3. Reading us the riot act on male chauvinism and misogyny.&lt;br /&gt;4. Shopping excessively(at our expense).&lt;br /&gt;5. Dragging us along for exhausting shopping trips and making us carry everything.&lt;br /&gt;6. Asking our opinion when it clearly does not matter.&lt;br /&gt;7. Long conversations on mobile phones with girlfriends overseas.&lt;br /&gt;8. A fortune spent on beauty products when we can't tell the difference.&lt;br /&gt;9. Expecting to be worshipped like goddesses when they refuse to treat us like gods.&lt;br /&gt;10. Faking "it".&lt;br /&gt;11. Arriving late for a date, when she would chew our heads off if we tried the same.&lt;br /&gt;12. Equating love with expensive gifts.&lt;br /&gt;13. Blaming us for not calling, when they never called us either.&lt;br /&gt;14. Making us sleep on the couch when something went wrong--when it's our bed.&lt;br /&gt;15. Looking at other guys is 'appreciation' to her while looking at other girls is 'lechery' for us.&lt;br /&gt;16. Pregnancy--her biological excuse for believing that we stay back late at work to diddle the intern.&lt;br /&gt;17. Insisting that we win the approval of her family and axe-grinding girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;18. Guilt trips.&lt;br /&gt;19. Expecting us to believe that $5,000 worth of jewellery is a worthwhile investment.&lt;br /&gt;20. Making us believe that the 'Sensitive New Age Guy' is the model for manhood.&lt;br /&gt;21. Expensive spa and facial treatments, when we feel guilty just for using a branded face wash.&lt;br /&gt;22. Thinking it's OK for them to remain friends with her ex when she would scream blue murder if we took a call from ours.&lt;br /&gt;23. Childbirth--her biological claim to being the 'better' parent.&lt;br /&gt;24. Making fun of guys in uniform, when they never have to do National Service.&lt;br /&gt;25. A fashion monopoly on tight clothes, stylish accessories and the colour pink.&lt;br /&gt;26. Calling themselves 'the fairer sex' and our 'better half'.&lt;br /&gt;27. Post-Natal Blues--her biological reason for branding us the source of all the evil in the world.&lt;br /&gt;28. Eating a whole box of chocolates and then making us listen to her complain about her weight.&lt;br /&gt;29. Taking the credit whenever anything goes right, and blaming us whenever it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;30. For agreeing with her mother that she could have done better than pick us.&lt;br /&gt;31. Assuming that all men are pigs, and telling us frequently.&lt;br /&gt;32. Thinking that they are better drivers, when a real man knows otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;33. Asking us if they've put on weight and expecting us to answer.&lt;br /&gt;34. Your Question:"What would you like for your birthday?" Her Answer:"If you really loved me, you would know."&lt;br /&gt;35. Nagging endlessly, when we know whatever it is isn't our fault.&lt;br /&gt;36. Menopause--her biological excuse for thinking that we're going through mid-life crisis.&lt;br /&gt;37. Your Question: What did I do wrong? Her Answer: You should know.&lt;br /&gt;38. The Women's Charter.&lt;br /&gt;39. Having a headache.&lt;br /&gt;40. Feminism--her excuse for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wOw. we men are really nice. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111936157821621287?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111936157821621287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111936157821621287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/40-things-we-let-her-get-away-with.html' title='40 Things We Let Her Get Away With'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111928505194243524</id><published>2005-06-21T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T00:34:45.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was... hmm, quite tiring, very boring, and extremely painful!! my butt, that is. cos we sat on the boat for like 2 plus hours. totally died. and the sun was super hot. as a result, all of us who didn't apply sun block kenna burnt. ouch... anyway, at the start jiao lian asked my k2 to race with desmond and ec in their k2, cos those 2 went mad and asked jiao lian whether there was gonna be a race to decide who competes in the 500m. in the end we lost by a bit. cos we braced and almost capped. but later we beat them in the other 500m race. by a bit too. 1 sec in fact. hahaha. so now it's even. hmm... but actually i don't mind racing the 1000m one, if it benefits the team more. haha, i'm so self-sacrificing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after a long and tiring training, zep, ruiyang and i went down to j8 to eat. we wanted long john silvers, and we were joking about the "ahoy!" and "hey captain!". haha. lame la. anyway, as usual, there were no seats available and we ended up eating at KFC, found a table beside the rubbish bin. and zep was complaining about it. haha. and then we ordered 2 of the $8.45 set. so the 3 of us ended up eating 4 people's share! gobbled up everything though. hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after our dunch(lunch+dinner), those 2 jokers left for school to study and i went home. then i left for a friend's bbq in the evening. i had to give my 'tong xin yuan' a miss. damn. anyway, bbq was fun la. with all the usual joking and stuff. i had a difficult time guessing all the riddles like 'around the world in 80 days'. but easy ones like 'black magic' was easy la. knew it already. and then the food was usual bbq stuff. like chicken drumsticks, sausages, etc etc. and then had a bit of wine, a bit only, and watched the repeat telecast of brazil vs mexico. for the record, mexico won 1-0. and they got one player miss a thrice retaken penalty. haha. loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home close to midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, played the full 90 minutes of a soccer match yesterday. legs aching. i scored a damn nice goal. a long range shot. actually it was a fluke la. haha. and i set up another. so we did one better than mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. haven't been studying at ALL. so i'll have to mug mug mug super super super hard for me to pass. or even get an O. which is mission impossible. talking about MI, i think tomkat will last erm...the most give them 1 year. maybe 2. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i better go study. gd nights everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111928505194243524?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111928505194243524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111928505194243524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111909480300978495</id><published>2005-06-19T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T00:14:47.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think, i think, and i think.</title><content type='html'>i think that sometimes, i just have to get my priorities right. so for now, i'll just concentrate on canoeing, and screw common test. (national's in 1 months time). actually it's just an excuse for me not studying. i admit it. cos i can't study at all. i dunno why. my mind just wanders off to dreamland everytime i open up my notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiao lian's beginning to like me for once(he's not gay). i think it's because i'm getting better. dunno la. that's what he told me. and we got the chance to see his fun side today, joking with us non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time passes so damn slowly today. i'm like a snail that losts its shell. unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;row harder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111909480300978495?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111909480300978495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111909480300978495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-think-i-think-and-i-think.html' title='i think, i think, and i think.'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111875656645297684</id><published>2005-06-15T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T21:45:17.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 months and counting...</title><content type='html'>hello...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made her cry today. cos i made her this card. i thought it was a really simple card, but she said it was nice. oh wells. girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we 'studied' at delifrance today for quite long. 6 hours in fact. ok. she studied, i didn't. then we caught the 4 o'clock movie upstairs. mr and mrs smith. quite a cute show, though i was happily freezing inside there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, she made me chase her around the park, and we happily almost got ourselves killed. girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...i have trials again tomorrow. sian. better sleep early. gd nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 months and counting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111875656645297684?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111875656645297684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111875656645297684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/14-months-and-counting.html' title='14 months and counting...'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111858312369368614</id><published>2005-06-12T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T21:52:35.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'wo de tou fa luan bu luan?'</title><content type='html'>hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 6.30 today after 5 miserable hours of sleep. i had intended to reach bukit panjang before 8, just in time for the church service. but guess what, it started to rain just when i alighted at the bus stop opposite raffles town club. the original plan was to cross the overhead bridge and take any transit link bus. but the rain screwed everything up. hence, i waited there long enough to listen through one whole 'fantasy' by jay. then i suddenly remembered that i could take a bus to far east plaza, cos the overhead bridge there is sheltered. i did. then i boarded bus 700A, which took me one whole big round and by the time i returned to the rtc bus stop, the rain stopped. wth. nvm, i continued all the way to bukit panjang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally reached church at 9.20, and well done, church service's ending in 10 mins. so i decided to grab a light breakfast, and hurry down to tian's house. helped her do some maths questions, basically slacked there until 11.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we realised we were going to be late. hurried down to ang mo kio. met brady at the bus stop. and you should have seen him on the mrt, damn cute. haha. and so we were 15 minutes late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr. chan's wedding was a new experience, 2nd time i attended a malay wedding. the 1st was when i was like 3 years old. haha. we saw some familiar faces there, people like mrs. chan, not the bride, our form teacher, nah, dai, d lai, and other school mates. we took some photos with the newly weds(they look so cute together). and then sat down and had our very spicy lunch. then we left at about 2.30. the wedding was quite fun la, too bad no zephyr(he's resting for tml's trials).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then me and my other half decided to go toa payoh to catch a movie. lemme side track a bit. i came to a realisation that our dear anand is damn bloody slow. he doesn't catch the most obvious of hints. either that or he doesn't care. aiyar, but he's a nice guy la. hmm, back to the movie, we wanted to watch pitt and jolie, but ended up watching 'hitchiker's guide to the galaxy' because of time constraints. i must say i didn't really understand the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw yong hui and glennda at toa payoh after that whilst sitting on some circular bench. then we decided to eat our dinner at long john silvers. had lots of fun making fun of each other=) i must say that the toa payoh entertainment complex needs a major revamp. i think the only toilet there is the macs one. sucks right. after dinner we went to watsons to grab my plasters then finally, we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired after such an eventful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish everyday could be like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'wo de tou fa luan bu luan?'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111858312369368614?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111858312369368614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111858312369368614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/wo-de-tou-fa-luan-bu-luan.html' title='&apos;wo de tou fa luan bu luan?&apos;'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111848398088582478</id><published>2005-06-12T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T19:01:51.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madagascar</title><content type='html'>tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just brought my pri 2 bro out for a movie. madagascar. quite a cute show, especially the 4 penguins. but it kinda got a bit stale towards the middle. hmm, i think the incredibles's much better. ice age too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie ticket prices have gone up. we paid $19 for 2 tickets, plus $6 for a small box of popcorn we couldn't even finish. sucks. $25 gone just like that. i'd rather spend the money on pizzahut. or ding tai feng. haha. i'll probably go there eat plain rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's jackie chan's 'who am i?' tonight. think i'll end up watching it for the dunno how many time. i love the fighting scenes. hmm. there's tian long ba bu too. shit. that means i haven't studied at all this week. well done guozheng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml's ariff chan's (our dear alien-lookalike bio teacher who likes picking on me) wedding. plus i think we're having some sort of a class outing after that, i hope. that means no more soccer for me this week. no diff la, i currently have two sick abrasions on my toes from canoeing. canoeing=no life. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gtg. byeeess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss school. i miss her too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111848398088582478?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111848398088582478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111848398088582478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/madagascar.html' title='Madagascar'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111842159221879271</id><published>2005-06-11T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T00:44:05.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the contractor with the yellow boots</title><content type='html'>hi. the musical was not that great. and it certainly didn't live up to my expectations. firstly, the plot was really lame. can't blame the scriptwriter though, cos all musicals have really sucky plots. secondly, the vocals wasn't great, in fact it was william hung standard. nah juz kidding. it's called a musical!! and good musicals should have good singers in it. the singing wasn't clear and audible. the lyrics was quite meaningful though. thirdly, the dancing was like... erm.. forget about it. fourthly, all the jokes used were so stale. who laughs at 'rosy, ur my favourite wife... i'm ur only wife la!'. so old. in all, u didn't miss much even if ur a die hard pck fan. call me if u want the storyline, but i'm not expecting any calls. haha. save ur money on phantom of the opera vcds, they're of better value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just kidding. it wasn't that bad. it's just that i've got good taste and high expectations:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111842159221879271?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111842159221879271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111842159221879271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/contractor-with-yellow-boots.html' title='the contractor with the yellow boots'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111839781608403868</id><published>2005-06-11T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T18:03:36.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>I hope that the PCK musical will be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish she's there sitting beside me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111839781608403868?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111839781608403868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111839781608403868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-111832067370658348</id><published>2005-06-10T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T20:37:53.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>hi..i decided to blog again because even anand started his own blog. and zep started blogging again too after a long long time(think he was too busy gettin presents so no time to blog). and so here i am, caught up in this lame game. but i don't think i'l blog v often la, cos it's a waste of time, and there's my A lvls in nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to 'she will be loved' by maroon 5. it's damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of u as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-111832067370658348?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111832067370658348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/111832067370658348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-109890013911008765</id><published>2004-10-28T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T02:02:25.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Aftermath</title><content type='html'>Phew, I finally managed to pluck up enough courage to tell my parents about my results after more than a week of stalling. You wouldn't have imagined how afraid and scared I was feeling. It was almost as nerve-wrecking as the oral presentation, but this feeling's different. I was like a timid mouse entering a lion's den in search of shelter. Haha, I was darn scared, my hairs were standing on their ends. But that was before I entered the room. Hmm, you may be wondering what made me tell my parents if i was so bloody scared. Haha, guess what. My dearest xt prompted me. But it was a great decision by her. She consoled me even before I had even say anything. I guess she already knew what was going to be the outcome, the aftermath. Haha, but surprise SURPRISE!! I got off really really lightly, too lightly for my liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entered the room at around 11.30pm, really apprehensive. Then I saw my parents talking on the bed. Don't think dirty, they had clothes on. Haha. My youngest brother and my cutey litte sis were sleeping. I thought to myself...should I or should I not??? I was at the most important crossroad of my life, to tell or not to tell. This was a life and death situation for me. Help God. Help me get out of this room alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lied down on the bed beside my mum. But before I could open my mouth, my father said,"Have you gotten back your results already?" I was stunned, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ermmmmmm, ya, I guess so. Got them back a few days ago."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So how bad was it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bad... By the way, how did you know that I did badly?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you had done well, you would have told me long time ago and not wait till now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh ya hor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How many did you fail?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Two. Bio and Chem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Need to stay back or not(retain)?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Phew..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all that happened. Shiok right. If I knew it was so darn easy, I would have told them long time ago. Sigh, but what to do. Anyway, thanks to all those teachers who have helped me achieve such commendable results, without them I would still be in J1 next year. Haha. Thanks also goes to my parents and friends for their emmotional support this really tough year, and all those peeps that I usually 'quarrel' with but I treat as good friends=) Last but not least, I want to thank my dearest Tian for all her support, all the happy moments together, and all her love. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-109890013911008765?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/109890013911008765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/109890013911008765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2004/10/aftermath.html' title='The Aftermath'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-109889835091034623</id><published>2004-10-28T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T01:34:52.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dry Run</title><content type='html'>What a scary episode in my life. A potential turning point! Haha...I didn't know that op could be so mind challenging, physically tough, mentally draining... from forming your own sentences to swaying from side to side... And that Mrs Chan! Say i was FLIPPANT! i don't have the that word in my dictionary. So sorry. Thought I would liven up the class. Zep thought the same too. As I said, great minds think alike. Ya, before our presentation I visited the toilet 4 times. Haha. So there's something nice about the furnishing or the aroma in the loo, I thought. Haha. But it was a great way to destress, u know, like walk about and get your heart pumping. I swear I could have run a marathon with that heart. Now you may be asking, how on earth did we split up the parts?? The simple truth is.................we drew lots. Haha. Simple rite?? Ya, and I was really really lucky to have gotten impacts and pcoa. Phew. Cos they were the easiest to crap, and that's what i'm best at. Haha. During the op itself, I couldn't stop laughing. Haha, not like I can now... But Zep was laughing and laughing and I couldn't help but laugh. But I was looking at her the whole time. Who? Who else. But everytime she looked at me I look away, stupid rite?? What on earth was I thinking?? Haha. That's it from me for now. Got to bathe. See you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-109889835091034623?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/109889835091034623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/109889835091034623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2004/10/dry-run.html' title='Dry Run'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7256545.post-108679397326466905</id><published>2004-06-09T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T01:35:27.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>holidays...what a nice way to put it...&lt;br /&gt;holidays sucked for the very first time in my entire life. i remembered how much i looked forward to them in the past. fun. enjoyable. no mugging! sigh...if only i could rewind time. now everyday passes so slowly, i keep thinking of her, wishing that the holidays would come to an end...fast. i want to see her everyday, thinking of her just isn't good enough. heck common test. i just wanna be with her forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;how do i live without her?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7256545-108679397326466905?l=ilovemystyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/108679397326466905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7256545/posts/default/108679397326466905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovemystyle.blogspot.com/2004/06/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>guozheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07403837981490136551</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></entry></feed>
