<?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-8077245</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:45:34.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life-Is-Full-Of-Ups-N-Downs</title><subtitle type='html'>"Life is like a Box of chocolates, You never know what you gonna get" Quote by : Forrest Gump</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077245.post-114599625482899333</id><published>2006-04-26T04:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T04:22:26.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are on track!</title><content type='html'>Been awhile since the last posting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things has been getting on fine, really fine. After countless weeks of wait i finally got my interviews coming. Recently, i have accepted the job offer from the bank as a personal banker. It is like a dream come true! I must say that the interviews were tough and mind teasing. I went thourgh a drilling 400 question psycometric test which had to be done in 2 1/2hrs man. Can you believe it?! Got the confirmation call 2 days after the test. Felt so happy that i could fly to the moon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently i am still waiting for my damn transcripts to be done and sent to be before i can sign on the doted line!!! The University is obviously taking its own sweet time to get the results done up!!! Although the verbal agreement between the employer and i is firmed, but the thought of not having my signature on the paper is killing me!!! Damn it!!! I hope the results will be out really soon. There has been countless calls made to the school to rush them on the release of the results. Everyone has been waiting for the full results to be out so they can get on with the progrssion of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some thoughts on my own life.. Things are getting on track. Glad i landed a great job and i have a great family and a group of really close friends around to support me. The next goal is to paint the career path into a nice potrait. Whats next? Whats next? Man... I so excited for things to get moving. Now that i have been given the chance to do what i can, nothing is going to stop me from acheiving what i have always wanted to acheive in life! All i can do now is just wait for the first day of work to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077245-114599625482899333?l=uknowmee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/114599625482899333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077245&amp;postID=114599625482899333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/114599625482899333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/114599625482899333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/2006/04/things-are-on-track_26.html' title='Things are on track!'/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077245.post-114164003837037492</id><published>2006-03-06T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T18:13:58.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Peek Into Reality!</title><content type='html'>Geez, i guess the time has come for me to grow up and start doing the things a man's got to do in life... to look for a JOB. Over the recent months i have grown to realise that looking for a JOB is not difficult but finding one that you THINK best suits you is not easy. Know why? Cos there are hundreds or even thousands of people applying for the same job! I've learnt a big lesson 2 months ago when i had the oppurtunity to go for an interview with UOB but smartass me went to tell them that he has a JOB already! Even up till now, i still feel like killing myself for making that rash decision. All i do everyday now is wait wait and wait. Check my shares, Dad's investments, read the papers, abit of gaming, meet friends for coffee, eat or sleep!!! I am so SICK of having an aim but no platform to achieve my aim! Everything is Spend Spend Spend! Now i see the need to start somewhere and do something that will change my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i start to think back a few years, i begin to recap voices of advice and problems of completing studies and looking for a JOB. I start to ponder on my existing state, everything i've heard seemed to have came true. Sadly, it has been 3 weeks since i sent my resumes out and no reply yet. I pray everyday that i get a call or an e-mail from any of the JOBs i have applied to. Things just got worst lately when i realise that my bank accounts were getting low!!! I NEED A JOB BADLY!!! I know i maybe getting a job for the wrong reasons at the moment. First things first, i know which industry i want to work in. i know that i am serious in whatever i do. I know i want to pamper myself. I know i want good working experience. I know i want to buy some stuffs i think i want.  I know i want a CAR fully financed on my own! Guess it is normal to have this kind of thoughts for a fresh person into the working life right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a peek into reality for me. Things has not really been harsh for me at the moment. I feel lucky to be blessed with a good family and good friends around me. I know i have been taking things abit too lightly. The need to bring in income is not pushing me. Things has to change. I do not want to get too used to NUA-ing then start having problems adjusting to work life. From this very moment, i take this entree as a confirmation to friends and myself that i will wake up from being too easy and light on life and be serious on doing everything in life. You guys be my witness (whoever reads this la!) that i will hold to what i say and achieve what i want to achieve in the coming 5-10 years. WISH ME LUCK!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077245-114164003837037492?l=uknowmee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/114164003837037492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077245&amp;postID=114164003837037492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/114164003837037492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/114164003837037492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/2006/03/peek-into-reality.html' title='A Peek Into Reality!'/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077245.post-113734237170335153</id><published>2006-01-15T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T00:26:11.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its over..</title><content type='html'>Its been such a long time since i last stayed home for the whole day. Although i felt really bored, i managed to squeeze as much time  as i can to communicate with my dad. Im not saying that he is boring or what but ya know... young people like their own space and time. I woke up this afternoon at 4pm! Geez.. i thought to myself, i wasted more than half a day away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess it was because of the lack of rest from friday and saturday due to the race of time to complete the final presentation and the final year project. I tell you... i only got to sleep at 8am Satuday morning. Woke up 3hrs later and then rushed to school for the presentation. I felt like SHIT man. Haven't felt like that in a long time. Something just popped to my head. Has anyone got the same kind of treatment as i got for projects? i am not asking this question regarding the lack of rest. I am asking on the basis of group member(s) doubting on your competance level, thinking you cannot do a good job thus they rather do the job themselves and threaten to not include you in the project at the most crucial time. This is what i got on early saturday (DOOMSDAY). I was fuming MAD. Did not know anything until another group member of mine told me that one person in the group actually threaten to exclude me for the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that people who like to put unneccessary stress onto themself by thinking they are superior, better, more knowledgeable etc. are actually putting themselves at risk for OVERHEATING. When they cannot get things done, they start complaining  and telling everyone that so and so did not do anything... sigh. What else can i say? No choice but to be the target for him to shoot at. At the least i told myself that this is the last time im going to see him anyway, get the project over and done with. Im not going to fight with a person who thinks he is perfect. Tried to keep my cool and forget anything before entering the lecture hall. Everything turned out well. All was good, only the undenying fact that i was just being Plastic on the outside and deep in my heart, i want to hammer that fella so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the crucial part is over. I can soundly say that i have reached the last station of studying. Waited for this day for a loooong time... wonder whether will there be a ceremony held in singapore. If i had a wish, i would want all my buddies around me when i collect the certificate during the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another work day tomorrow. 0930-1800H. Here i come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077245-113734237170335153?l=uknowmee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/113734237170335153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077245&amp;postID=113734237170335153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/113734237170335153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/113734237170335153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-over.html' title='Its over..'/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077245.post-113699192395327517</id><published>2006-01-11T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T23:05:24.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Day Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Rained so much these few days. Sometimes i begin to wonder if it is a sign sent from above about some global catastrophy that is going to happen. Lets hope not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to get used to working life. After years of twanging, slacking and late night sleeping, i guess it is going to take me some time before i get used to waking up at 0700H to go to work.  Cannot wait for the weekend to come already. Today marks the 2nd day of training for me. People are nice and have been helpful. These people around me have been in the related industries for years.  Although we are all in the same training class, to a certain extend i must say,  a fricking greenhorn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some thoughts on working life: I am glad that finally i have gotten myself onto the track of building up career. Competition will be tough since there is no free meals in this world. As a 24yr old male stepping into the working life, I feel that many of the males i am working with now are much older than me. The nearest age gap i have met so far is 1yr but the mean age around is about 35yrs old. It is sometimes intimidating talking to someone older whom you know is someone equipped with many years of experience. The experience of working life is good except for waking up early :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to miss being able to go out till wee hours and meeting up with friends often.. Time to grow up, you are a working adult now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077245-113699192395327517?l=uknowmee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/113699192395327517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077245&amp;postID=113699192395327517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/113699192395327517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/113699192395327517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/2006/01/work-day-wednesday.html' title='Work Day Wednesday'/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077245.post-113688655403806492</id><published>2006-01-10T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T17:52:28.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Business</title><content type='html'>Haven't been blogging for the longest time.. here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has changed over the period of the last entree i made till today. I guess its a harsh reality of life that the society we all live in now, gives no pity or patience to anybody who chooses to slow down or take their time to do something about their own lifes. I was once in a chase, like everybody, persuing something which in my own views, is something of a milestone to mark a goal to prove to people supporting all these years that i am not a let down and to challenge myself rather than of a chase to proceed on to the next phase in life. I am talking about the chase of a paper qualification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i have finally taken a step into the working life, i realised that finding a job is not all about paper paper paper. It actually takes more than a paper. The misconception i had when i was in my younger days is that anyone without a high qualification will end up being a nobody but the somebodys out there, with a decent qualification IS a somebody in the society today, as long as the person is willing to work hard. It all voices down to the hard work and perseverance rather of the struggle to persue a paper where you do not even show the slightest intrest in. Sometimes, its an envy to me when i see people around me going through "the proper path" enjoying the "proper way of teaching and company" during their studies.. I have only myself to blame for not studying hard enough. Hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this while, i have made many new friends from different circles. Many of which have become personal friends not aquiantances. I learnt many lessons about improving the way of interacting with people. I had the chance to meet so many people where the amount of people i know before, actually doubled in just slightly over 2 years. It is better to be a listener than to be a person who gives comments. Speak only when you really feel that you should, silence is always golden. Singapore is so small.. I got bitten quite badly before because of some careless remarks about somebody that triggered a big hoo haa among 2 groups of friends. Everything is back on the right track now. The importance of friendship has once again showed me that new faces are easy to come by but true friendship is rare. It is through the times of ups and downs that pulls friendship so tight that no matter what happens, it will never break loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for now.. can go on and on and on but i'll stop for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077245-113688655403806492?l=uknowmee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/113688655403806492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077245&amp;postID=113688655403806492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/113688655403806492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/113688655403806492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-in-business.html' title='Back in Business'/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077245.post-109669679778286146</id><published>2004-10-02T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T13:59:57.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me!</title><content type='html'>Well, getting older by the year., Im finally 23 now. Its scarry at times to think of what will be coming or happening in the next few years ahead. That will be a challenge i will be looking towards to tackle. Anyway, these are the things i have been doing over the month im missing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18June-20June : Early Bday celebration with Dee at Tioman. Had lotsa fun there. Rented our own speedboat. Went Snookling, beautiful corals, good getaway after all the shit i went through recently. Life is slow and relaxed there. Trip wouldnt have been so nice without all my buddies's company man (Will post some pics when i get them) Now i cannot wait to go back there again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28June : Celebrated Dee's and My Bdays an Fish and CO'. Had a whole Seafood platter to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29June : Went clubbing with Shaun, Dee and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30June: My actual Birthday. Had dinner with a close friend then caught a show after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats a sum up of some of the major things i have been doing lately. I feel like changed person after the getaway. I really needed that...Life aint that fucked up anymore now.There is always a way to tackle a problem and a getaway is always a good choice! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077245-109669679778286146?l=uknowmee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/109669679778286146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077245&amp;postID=109669679778286146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109669679778286146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109669679778286146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/2004/10/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to me!'/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077245.post-109449567729028584</id><published>2004-09-07T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T02:36:04.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lock outside your room before..?</title><content type='html'>Ever got locked out of your room for most then half a day? Sounds weird eh..&lt;br /&gt;Recently, we got a new maid.She accidentally locked the door of my room. I was locked out of my room from like 9pm till 1230pm the next day.I was so damn fustrated i couldnt even do a shit but just wait till the locksmith come the next day.I felt so helpless cos the spare keys were in my room.The screw drivers didnt seem to work at all.I didnt even have access to my clothes, hp charger(everyone else in my family doesnt use a nokia except me)...I had to actually make my way upstairs to my bro's room and sleep on the carpet for the night.How unlucky can i get? :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story : LEAVE A SPARE KEY SOMEWHERE OUTSIDE YOUR ROOM BEFORE YOU WILL END UP LIKE ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077245-109449567729028584?l=uknowmee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/109449567729028584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077245&amp;postID=109449567729028584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109449567729028584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109449567729028584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/2004/09/lock-outside-your-room-before.html' title='Lock outside your room before..?'/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077245.post-109381207292885739</id><published>2004-08-30T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T04:57:43.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Friend</title><content type='html'>There's this person whom i consider to be the one of the most important person in my life.I have known this person for quite some time.It goes by the years of friendship.The worst thing that i can ever imagine happening, is losing this person.After all that i have gone through, i have grown to realise that everything seems like a test to prove something.Its like a test to prove that after going one really big round, i will still end up in the same place, at the same spot.Sometimes i feel strange and shy...ya know,like some kinda funny tingling feeling.I dunno, im puzzled myself too.I just feel so comfortable.Making the wrong move is always going to be regretful...so regretful you'll wish that you never made that wrong move.If things do turn out good, it will be so nice to see an opening of a new chapter in a wonderful bonding.Sometimes its so ironic how human feelings function.You tell youself you want something yet another side of you tells you that maybe is better not to.How confusing can it get eh?When is the right time to make the move?Will there be a right time in the first place?Only time will tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "story" to share :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is the apple tree in the garden at your backyard.This &lt;em&gt;apple&lt;/em&gt; is growing out from a branch.To let this &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; grow into a fully ripe fruit, constant care has to be given to the tree and the fruit.E.g : regular watering of the tree, removing weeds surrounding the roots, adding feterlizers etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a period of time of constant care, the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; appears to be ripe and ready to harvest.It looks ripe but its actually unripe on the inside.If you are going to harvest the&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; now, you'll realise that the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is not ripe and you'll probably have to end up throwing it away.So when is the right time to harvest the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? Well, thats a question where i've always been asking myself...cos if you are going to wait too long and by the time you realise that this &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is ripe, the&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; birds and worms&lt;/span&gt; might have already claimed the &lt;em&gt;apple&lt;/em&gt; instead.It will be too regretful by then. The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;apple &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;means something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;birds and worms&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;represents something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take some time to think about the whole "story".Made this "Story" up myself cos it somewhat represents what i've been thinking all the while.I dunno whether it makes sense to you but it sure does make sense to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077245-109381207292885739?l=uknowmee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/109381207292885739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077245&amp;postID=109381207292885739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109381207292885739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109381207292885739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/2004/08/special-friend.html' title='Special Friend'/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077245.post-109371860766766916</id><published>2004-08-29T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T02:43:27.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another day..</title><content type='html'>Once again, a phone call woke me up from my sleep again.This time, its from a number i havent seen before.This person was getting on my nerves when he/she called 3 times continously!!!What made things worst was that everytime i picked up the call, no one responses.That really made me so mad.I had problems getting back to sleep, gave up after tossing and turning for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1600H : Received call from shaun.Guys coming over to my place for a swim at 1630H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is becoming a regular routine.Starts with swimming then to Table tennis at the confrence room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settled for dinner at Fei Fei Wanton Mee.Been eating there like 4 days running already.Wonder when will we all start getting sick of the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2130H : Met Dee and Dawn at Parkway Parade.Chilled at Gelere' but didnt order anything.Too much waffles lately for everyone.Sat for awhile,headed to hawker for some western food.Just had wantan mee and im feeling hungry again man...Ordered a pork chop...Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2340H : Bourne Supremacy.2 Thumbs up!Superb show!I would rate it 9/10.Go watch it people, you will not regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone had to leave after the show.No one was going to stay out.Its only 0215H..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day has gone by just like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077245-109371860766766916?l=uknowmee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/109371860766766916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077245&amp;postID=109371860766766916' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109371860766766916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109371860766766916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/2004/08/yet-another-day.html' title='Yet another day..'/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077245.post-109359824141236835</id><published>2004-08-27T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T17:17:21.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/640/Photo(151).jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Photo(151).jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from New Asia or rather Equinox&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077245-109359824141236835?l=uknowmee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/109359824141236835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077245&amp;postID=109359824141236835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109359824141236835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109359824141236835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/2004/08/view-from-new-asia-or-rather-equinox.html' title=''/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077245.post-109359792128107394</id><published>2004-08-27T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T17:12:01.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not again!!!</title><content type='html'>Man...i finally managed to force myself to sleep at around 0715H by counting the sheeps.How pathetic...sounds like a chore to fall asleep eh?Guess what? The phone started ringing again.God, this is like 6th day running someone has woken me up by calling me!!!What going on man?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the caller is my dear neighbour Jasmine.She was not feeling well and needed someone to company her to the clinic.I got myself washed up, put my clothes on and was all ready to walk to her place.Feeling so darn sleepy and tired...she called again to tell me her fiance was going to company her there instead!ARGH!!!Gee...how lucky can i get?I have been deprived of proper sleep.Theres this problem with me.Its like when i wake up from a sleep, it is very difficult for me to fall back asleep again...Bet alot of you people out there has the same problem eh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1300H : Got woken from sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1315H : Finished washing up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1330H : Realised i got woken up for nothing :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1345H : Lunch....2packets of Instant noodles + 1 bowl of oats and wheat germ + 1 big cup to milk tea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1415H : Warcraft&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1500H : Still Warcraft&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1600H : Still playing warcraft&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1700H : Starting to get Sick of warcraft&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1715H : Totally sick of the game...Enough warcraft for the day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, im on the USwest server...bloody koreans own the game big time!&lt;br /&gt;Guess im just going to play somemore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077245-109359792128107394?l=uknowmee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/109359792128107394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077245&amp;postID=109359792128107394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109359792128107394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109359792128107394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/2004/08/not-again.html' title='Not again!!!'/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077245.post-109355645181639017</id><published>2004-08-27T05:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T05:40:51.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/640/Dar%20Dar&amp;#39;s%20(089).jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar&amp;#39;s%20(089).jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo taken while driving along the ECP at Benjamin Sheares Bridge recently when part of Singapore had power cut&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077245-109355645181639017?l=uknowmee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/109355645181639017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077245&amp;postID=109355645181639017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109355645181639017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109355645181639017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/2004/08/photo-taken-while-driving-along-ecp-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077245.post-109355600817324530</id><published>2004-08-27T05:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T05:33:28.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme Boredom!!!</title><content type='html'>Here i am, at 0516H, still wide awake and not sleeping.Just finished a retarded game of Warcraft.What else is there better to do at this time of the day?Everyone is asleep!!!Switched channels from Discover channel to National Geographic to Animal Planet to Mtv to Channel 5 to ESPN to Star Sports to AXN...hoping to find something interesting to watch, hoping to feel abit sleepy so i can turn in and head to dream land.It must be the tea i made earlier on thats taking effect.Arghhh!!!Guess im just giving myself excuses for being awake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking over to my Msn, i see the aways and busy tags on.Hoping to see someone online...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, the USA Atheletics Team has dominated the track events.Whats new eh?Its nothing really special anymore to see them win over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so bored, so darn bored!!!Im just going to stick to Mtv and lie on my bed.Wonder if anyone will give me a ring and wake me up later...i need my sleep guys!!!If any of you call, it better be GOOD. Bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077245-109355600817324530?l=uknowmee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/109355600817324530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077245&amp;postID=109355600817324530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109355600817324530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109355600817324530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/2004/08/extreme-boredom.html' title='Extreme Boredom!!!'/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077245.post-109353609806643467</id><published>2004-08-26T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T00:01:38.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Murphy's Law?!</title><content type='html'>Defination of Murphy's Law : "&lt;em&gt;Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez...Its like the 5th day in a row i've been woken up by phone calls.Looks like Murphy's Law really does exist eh?Its like i haven't been sleeping early these days and the next thing i know is, phone calls are always there to wake me up.There are days when i sleep abit earlier and the phone calls just do not come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, good thing the caller is Eddy.Called to ask if i was free today to go for a swim.Funny thing is, Jon(another good friend of mine) doesnt really meet up in the afternoons,msged me on MsN because he felt like swimming.1st thing that came to my mind was, whats with my friends today man? They are like asking the same thing at the same time..2nd thing that came to my mind was, "Yeah, there's something to do!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guys just appear below my place within the next 30mins while i was still having my lunch.We equipped ourselves with our tanning oils and a laptop for an extreme relaxing afternoon.Usually the poolside is really quiet during the normal afternoons but uh uh, it was different today.Nonsense + crap + continous play of music filled the whole place.Good thing its a sunny afternoon.Could feel the skin burning even before our tops came off.Ground was beaming hot hot hot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been raining cats and dogs for the past few days and sunny today.Whats tomorrows weather going to be like? Guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077245-109353609806643467?l=uknowmee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/109353609806643467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077245&amp;postID=109353609806643467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109353609806643467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109353609806643467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/2004/08/murphys-law.html' title='Murphy&apos;s Law?!'/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077245.post-109352460569856993</id><published>2004-08-26T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T20:50:05.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Friendship?</title><content type='html'>Over the years, i have seen people around me come and go. People who has built up a bond of trust and companionship, call you buddy or rather, brother, just disappear at the point of time when you needed them most.There are "buddies" who protray a nice friendship but backstabs you the moment you turn your back.Why do these people do this? Greed? Temptation? Stardom? Mr Popular? Sometimes, it remains a mystry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is not all about hanging out with the gamorous, it is not about running or shooing away in times of trouble, it is not about sacrificing things you consider important in your life, it is not about living your lives for each other. How do you define true friendship? i guess i'll leave it to you all to answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel lucky to have a bunch of friends who has been there for me in times of my ups and downs.I Thank you all for being there. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077245-109352460569856993?l=uknowmee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/109352460569856993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077245&amp;postID=109352460569856993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109352460569856993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109352460569856993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/2004/08/true-friendship.html' title='True Friendship?'/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077245.post-109347064101753564</id><published>2004-08-26T05:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T05:50:41.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/640/Photo(140).jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Photo(140).jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bar None&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077245-109347064101753564?l=uknowmee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/109347064101753564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077245&amp;postID=109347064101753564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109347064101753564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109347064101753564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/2004/08/bar-none.html' title=''/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077245.post-109346983426947438</id><published>2004-08-26T05:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T05:37:14.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>What is love? Is there such a thing as true love? How do you define love? How do you know the person is loving you for the right reason? Do you believe in love at first sight? Can money buy love? Is it better to love or be loved? Sacrificial love? Money love? Part-Time love? Infactuation? One-night love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt love is all about enjoying each other's company? Isnt love is all about being there for each other in times of happiness and sadness? Isnt love is all about ecouraging the other party to work to their intrest or future? Isnt love is all about respect? Isnt love is all about saying nice things to each other? Isnt love is all about looking good and making the other party proud of having you? Isnt love is all about throwing away pride, admiting mistakes and saying sorry? Isnt love is all about sacrificing certain things to make the relationship stronger? Isnt love is all about wanting to be and see the other party 24/7? Isnt love is all about sacrificing 5mins of relax time and squeezing it just to see the other party? Isnt love is all about responsibility over the other party? Isnt love is all about accepting the other party for the person he/she is and forgeting his/her past? Isnt love is all about being able to get along with the other party's close friends and family member? Isnt love is all about being faithful and truthful towards each other? Isnt love about sharing each other's woes? etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez...feelings of the heart is crazy. It takes control of your mind and emotions, making you do things you never ever thought of doing. I used to think that love is a very wonderful thing but now it has now become such a nightmare which i think, is the last thing i ever want. Over the past few years, i realised that money really do play a very important role in a relationship.Money is like a stablizer or rather to put it in a crude way, insurance for the future. What is true love? I am waiting to find out whether is there really a true love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077245-109346983426947438?l=uknowmee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/109346983426947438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077245&amp;postID=109346983426947438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109346983426947438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109346983426947438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/2004/08/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077245.post-109346739055246720</id><published>2004-08-26T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T04:56:30.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/640/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oww&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077245-109346739055246720?l=uknowmee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/109346739055246720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077245&amp;postID=109346739055246720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109346739055246720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109346739055246720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/2004/08/oww.html' title=''/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077245.post-109346667110756048</id><published>2004-08-26T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T04:44:31.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up</title><content type='html'>Well, i guess life is getting "sadder" or tougher to live by as we get older eh? 1st its the paper qualifications, 2nd is about getting the right job 3rd loving the job 4th It must pay well etc etc.  Dont you sometime wished you never had to worry about all these things and just live happily as the days go pass...Guess this is the process of growing up which everyone has to go through.&lt;br /&gt;Whats next???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077245-109346667110756048?l=uknowmee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/feeds/109346667110756048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8077245&amp;postID=109346667110756048' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109346667110756048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8077245/posts/default/109346667110756048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uknowmee.blogspot.com/2004/08/growing-up.html' title='Growing up'/><author><name>Uknowme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00652315364394143557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1550/320/Dar%20Dar%20Boo!(135).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
