<?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-5440876</id><updated>2011-07-14T17:37:45.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SengYong's World</title><subtitle type='html'>Male,1st of March 1986,going 18.
1.77m,63kg.
From Xinmin Sec,4n2...
Guess there should be nothing else.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5440876.post-111020870116276739</id><published>2005-03-07T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T22:56:50.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stupid me.I tried to delete ur number,ur every messages.I wan to forget u.Cause I know we are impossible.I just hope u will be happy with him.I tried to forget u,forget the little memories we had.I tried very hard.But I just could not.Ur number and every message I still remember by heart.I thought tat if we do not meet,maybe my love for u will fady gradually.I was all wrong.Every day I did not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/111020870116276739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/111020870116276739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#111020870116276739' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-110968717452093907</id><published>2005-03-01T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T06:26:14.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is my birthday.Wake up already got 10+ msg.Received 30 over happy birthday msg.But I'm not happy.Only meet Jalvin for a while at Heartland Mall to pierce my 1st earhole.Then went back home.Everything seems so dull.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110968717452093907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110968717452093907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#110968717452093907' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-110962025853700170</id><published>2005-02-28T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T11:50:58.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>She says she tink tat one day I will find doing the little things for her not worth it.Tat's wat she think.I will never feel tat way.The things I did for her are purely from the heart.Having a chance to treat her well,I'm already very happy.I never expect anything in return nor her love.As long as she is happy,I will be happy for her too.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110962025853700170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110962025853700170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#110962025853700170' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-110956612379965456</id><published>2005-02-27T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T12:31:47.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is Yeewen's birthday today.When I received a msn msg from her,I was surprised and happy.JingYu asked me to meet them at AMK k pool at 8pm.I agreed.In the end,Yeewen could not make it on time.So I offered to give her a ride there and she accepted it.I know she wan a cake badly and she loves blue roses.So I went around places finding the roses.I sped all the way down in order not to be late.When</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110956612379965456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110956612379965456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#110956612379965456' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-110943468264683208</id><published>2005-02-25T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T20:01:13.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I went to dye back my hair.More decent looking now.At first I dun bear to dye and cut.But after some consideration on finding a job and giving others a better impression,I decide to dye and cut my hair.Was a little surprised and happy when YeeWen came down to the salon to meet me.She came to my house to study for her Maths test.Oh no!!!I felt tat I had fell in love with her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110943468264683208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110943468264683208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#110943468264683208' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-110908877669095221</id><published>2005-02-22T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T08:19:01.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is JingYi's birthday.Went to fetch YeeWen at her school.On the way to her house,got stalled by traffic police.Got caught for helmet not secured properly.Fine $120,3 demerit points.Lucky never catch me for P plate.Sianz,no money le still kana this thing.Damn unlucky these days.But nth will dampen my enthusium to meet her.HeHe...Went to PS later to celebrate.At first,I was the only </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110908877669095221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110908877669095221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#110908877669095221' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-110908789920176939</id><published>2005-02-21T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T08:19:43.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today thought of meeting YeeWen for movies,but we ended up shopping for JingYu's birthday present.We went shopping at J8.At first saw my cousin and his girlfriend,then saw my parents and little sis.Super 'lucky' sia.We can't find anything at J8,so we decide to go Compass Point to find.Finally found a top for her.Later evening,accompany YeeWen study for her test tomolo at her void deck.Study until</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110908789920176939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110908789920176939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#110908789920176939' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-110908753211778103</id><published>2005-02-19T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T08:20:34.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night met up with JingYu and YeeWen.Went exploring at somewhere near Punggol End.Found a secret path where only cars can enter.The road is very dark,uneven and lot of stones in the way.YeeWen and I played with firecrackers.We chatted in the car,while JingYu went and sat beside the shore.Felt that YeeWen had grown up from a little girl.Sent them back at around 5pm.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110908753211778103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110908753211778103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#110908753211778103' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-110879895269635010</id><published>2005-02-14T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T23:42:32.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Valentine Day again.I hate today.Every year I have to spend this day alone.Going out to the streets is a chore.I will only see hundreds and hundreds of couples walking hands in hands where i be alone.Wish all relationships be long-lasting and every couple happy always.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110879895269635010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110879895269635010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#110879895269635010' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-110879852470652851</id><published>2005-02-07T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T23:35:24.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I miss the old school days.Slacking around in school and bullying the teachers.No worries about cash.Life has changed.u go to the 'outside world',u get pays.u have to face your superiors and has to be up to the job.The responsibility is not easy.Living life with stress everyday is a nightmare.But u will get used to it slowly.u will also face back-stabbing in work,but it is different from the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110879852470652851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110879852470652851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#110879852470652851' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-110879791233388700</id><published>2005-02-05T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T22:58:44.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally,I got my bike.Honda 150SP.I had been eyeing tat bike ever since I took my class 2b license.A wish came true.All thanks to a special friend.Although I know u will never go online and have the chance to read this,I'm really very glad to know u and have ur trust.Thank a lot.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110879791233388700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110879791233388700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#110879791233388700' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-110879716332726910</id><published>2005-01-01T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T22:53:31.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A new year...A new begining...May it be tat way...Feeling so tired of everything.Can my life pls change?Suddenly i feel that grown up life is so tough.Working days and days for the petty cash.Money is always not enough.I start thinking how tough it has been for our parents to earn tat amount of money to raise us up.They,at least for my parents,never grumble for the hardship in work they been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110879716332726910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110879716332726910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#110879716332726910' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-110279270106541612</id><published>2004-12-11T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T11:18:21.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heyz...read ur blog..happy 4 u.. tat u hab pass ur driving test..heex.. all e best to u in everytin..dun 4get mi k..hahax..[[frenz 4eva..]][[ jing yu... ]]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110279270106541612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110279270106541612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#110279270106541612' title=''/><author><name>!!..JiNg+HuRtZ...!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15378220862810074598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/jing_09/act_cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5440876.post-110263564128708815</id><published>2004-12-10T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T15:40:41.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everything need money.Parking needs money.ERP needs money.Even go toilet,also needs money.Stupid world.Does money really talk?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110263564128708815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110263564128708815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#110263564128708815' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-110263541682203539</id><published>2004-12-09T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T15:36:56.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is my Class 3 Traffic Police ReTest.Was quite nervous at first.Could not sleep well for the past few days.The tester tried to 'scare' me by giving sudden intructions.He kept asking me to overtake others,etc.Lucky I knew of all their tricks le.I ignored his nonsense and carried on with my normal driving.When I finished the test route,he brought me back to the school.In the office,he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110263541682203539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/110263541682203539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#110263541682203539' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-109859858346879772</id><published>2004-10-24T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T23:16:23.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stanley called.Always miss the old days.We working together at pasar malam and always went clubbing.He invited me to a chalet with his family.There was a lot of kids.They were very rowdy,kept running around.I was sitting at a corner chatting with Stanley's sis,Amanda,as he was using his phone.Then,the kids came and talked to us.The way they talk is very cute.Shortly later,they pulled me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/109859858346879772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/109859858346879772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#109859858346879772' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-109859598717795399</id><published>2004-10-22T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T22:33:07.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow is Samantha's birthday.Last night,I went shopping for her present.It was hard to decide,as there is so many 'restricted' items.Today,she invited us to her house.Brandon and her classmates were there too.Her little sister looks so fierce and was a little crappy.Her house is simple and very tidy.It must be a very comfortable place to live in.Later.we went to pass some cakes to her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/109859598717795399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/109859598717795399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#109859598717795399' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-109722629128244885</id><published>2004-09-24T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T02:04:51.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally,I returned to school since last Wednesday.My form teachers and the principal called my house yesterday and asked for my parents,but my parents refused to talk to them.They were kind of glad that I came back today.I skipped PE,as I was lazy to bring my PE clothes.Luckily,I was not punished for skipping school for the one week plus.Friday is so boring.Only got 3 periods of lessons.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/109722629128244885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/109722629128244885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#109722629128244885' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-109722585131756647</id><published>2004-09-23T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T01:57:31.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I failed my Class2B TP Test too.Maybe because I am too ambitious this year.Taking O-level,Class 3 and 2B licenses,working.I think I have to quit my job and focus on my studies for the moment.Not sure if I can concentrate.I have to try...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/109722585131756647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/109722585131756647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#109722585131756647' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-109722578760026059</id><published>2004-09-21T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T01:56:27.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This morning,I was not in the mood and did not go to school.I found my dad's car key and he was not at home.I decided to go for a spin.It was my consolation prize.Sent Jas to NYP,Cawley to TP and went around a lot of places alone.Although it was quite boring,I felt much better being able to drive around.Dad called at evening,asking for his car.He knew I took it,cause this is not the first </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/109722578760026059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/109722578760026059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#109722578760026059' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-109722469075597643</id><published>2004-09-20T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T01:38:10.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My world came shattering above me.Roy called and asked about it.When I told him I failed,he thought I was joking.He asked me to meet him and Joseph when I reached SengKang.I refused,didn't bother to explain much.I don't want anyone to see me in sorrow.I wanted to give people a impression that I am and will be strong.I don't wan anyone to worry and be sad for me.The bus finally reached </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/109722469075597643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/109722469075597643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#109722469075597643' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-109722296035652236</id><published>2004-09-20T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T01:09:20.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was supposed to be a big moment for me.It is my traffic police test date.Whether I could get my Class 3 license depended on that moment.I was very nervous,couldn't fall asleep the day before.Although the test was at the afternoon,I didn't go to school.I didn't wan anything to hinder me from getting my driving license.I had skipped school a few times before just to go for my practical </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/109722296035652236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/109722296035652236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#109722296035652236' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-108817565827960728</id><published>2004-05-17T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T08:00:58.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is my first day of work as a cook.Never work as a cook before.Work for Singtel HP shop,selling PC games,WareRobe sale assistant,etc.It ain't easy at all.Although the pay is quite high per hour,it's very tiring.It's a tough job,especially at a Japanese Restaurant.Have to do setting fast,make sure everything is clean and prepare the refill earlier.But working is a good thing,at least </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/108817565827960728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/108817565827960728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#108817565827960728' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-108817455181304982</id><published>2004-05-05T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T07:46:09.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm like a big cube of ice.I'm cold and hard.Prefer to be quiet alone.But I don't mind company.I'm waiting for the fire of my life to melt me.Being water again is another stage of my life.Not anyone can be the fire.I believe there is a perfect one for everyone.A  big fire evaporate the ice and a small fire melt the ice too slow.Only the prefect fire can melt the ice at a prefect rate,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/108817455181304982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/108817455181304982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#108817455181304982' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-108245560399164172</id><published>2004-04-20T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T03:09:40.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have this strange feeling in me now.I felt like a warrior fighting a long battle.Everywhere around me were corpses and bloods flowing all around.There was no one around me.There was neither any teammate nor any enemy.I was the only survivor here.I realised tat I had won this battle,all alone.I felt so tired and wanted to rest badly.But I knew tat once I stopped and rest,the enemy might </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/108245560399164172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/108245560399164172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#108245560399164172' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-108245354881233805</id><published>2004-04-14T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T02:39:09.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Time do change people.And real fast.Time is as vicious as a tiger,as fatal as cobra and it is as swift as wind.Time waits for no one.It is like a pro burglar.It moves so swiftly that it disappears with u knowing.In a blink,everything changes.In the past,I used to be a useless brat who only know how to eat,play and sleep.I had plenty of time to be wasted.I kept asking myself why the time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/108245354881233805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/108245354881233805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#108245354881233805' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-108185361994047472</id><published>2004-04-03T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T04:07:59.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Homecoming Day... Not bad. My class selling cheesefries and lot more. It was a fun day except for an unpleasant incident. Lucky,I went for a spin with Cawley,Kel and Edward. The cooling wind makes me feel lot better. Got a lot of food back for my family. Chicken wings,crabstick,nuggets,nasi lemak,breads,muee chee,apples and a big payaya.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/108185361994047472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/108185361994047472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#108185361994047472' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-108185360004001165</id><published>2004-04-01T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T00:33:25.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally got my Basic Theory result after waiting for 2 miserable weeks. This is my 1st time attempt and I passed. Special thank to Cawley for the coaching. I got my PDL and my Final Theory test date. I must pass the Final Theory test. I will definitely study very hard for it. Wish me good luck.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/108185360004001165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/108185360004001165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#108185360004001165' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-108185259244708944</id><published>2004-03-01T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T03:39:22.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Birthday...Always been so boring.Very few people know it.Never mind.It's always like tat.Got used to it.Gonna sleep the whole day.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/108185259244708944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/108185259244708944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#108185259244708944' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-107470256431370800</id><published>2004-01-21T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T08:30:51.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year.Hope this year will be a better year.Work hard and enjoy our life.Live a balanced life.Remember not only your pocket must be full,living ur life to the fullest is the most important.We cannot foretell the future.Anything can happen anytime,anywhere.Good or bad.So try to live without regret.Go do those things u wan to do,but had not have the courage to do yet.As </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/107470256431370800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/107470256431370800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#107470256431370800' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-107150556941201774</id><published>2003-12-15T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T03:25:35.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why everyone ask the same thing?About Boling,I really loved her a lot in the past.But it was the past.I know I must learn to get go.We live for the future,not for the past.The sweet memory will always remains in my heart.But feelings for her have faded after I know that it is impossible for us to be together.I waited for her for more than half a year.When I started to forget her slowly,a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/107150556941201774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/107150556941201774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#107150556941201774' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-107103886542660882</id><published>2003-12-09T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T22:48:30.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just quit my job. Super tired. Working 12 hours non-stop for 15 days without off. A bit sad when I told them I'm leaving. Still hope we can stay in contact. Work hard,guys. Earn lotsa of commission. By the way,many people been asking me HP price. Here the cost price. N2100 - 188 N3100 - 303 N3200 - 428 N6100 - 420 N6108 - 469 N6220 - 657 N6600 - 770 N6610 - 407 N7250i - 553 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/107103886542660882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/107103886542660882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#107103886542660882' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-107021038776451955</id><published>2003-11-30T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T08:40:23.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nowaday not free.Now working at SingTel HP shop.Everyday work non-stop...Lolx...Next time wan buy or sell HP,find me.Just kidding...Just a part time job.Take care,guys.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/107021038776451955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/107021038776451955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#107021038776451955' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-106844376849677671</id><published>2003-11-09T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T21:56:06.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry for not updating my blog.No mood and nothing much to write about.Feel so alone and lonely in this cruel world...Everyone seems to be so cold and selfish...Everyone busy about their own life.No one really cares about u.Disappointed in life.But lucky,I know no matter what happen,I still got two true friends around me.Cawley and my cousin,Roy.Thank for everything...About the police </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106844376849677671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106844376849677671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#106844376849677671' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-106644813412185543</id><published>2003-10-17T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T23:25:40.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today woke up.Found my dad beside the pond fixing something.Dad is a hardworking guy.We had not been talking much since I went the wrong path.Mom told me Dad worked when he was around 13.Dad is very thrifty and filial.He saved all money he earned and gave half of it to his parents.He skipped his meals just to save those little bits of money.When he was about my age,he started his own </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106644813412185543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106644813412185543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#106644813412185543' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-106633330401328806</id><published>2003-10-16T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T10:03:20.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally just as I expected,this relationship ended as soon as it started.Puppy love isn't going to last.I know it.Haiz...A little sad...My feelings kinda of mixed up.In her love,maybe I'm just a passer-by.I feel like I'm being toyed.Forget it.Once bitten,twice shy.ShuXian taught me to learn from the lesson.I will,thank...XueShuang and Carol,hope ur problems are solved now.Thank for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106633330401328806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106633330401328806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#106633330401328806' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-106623074086072986</id><published>2003-10-15T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T08:12:20.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Exam Period.Everyone seems to be busy with studies.Hope everyone will do well.Never study for my N.Not sure if I can get gd result.Let hope so...A big special thank to all the people concerned about me.Cawley,Janice,Melissa and XueShuang.I'm fine and glad to know that at least u all care for me.Thank Janice for consoling me.Thank Cawley for calling me to find out wat happen.Thank </summary><link rel='edit' 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insurance at all.I felt that her friend,Sharon does not like me and is trying to break us up.Last night,she told me that she had been neglecting her friends and she felt very guilty.Fine,accompany friends is nothing wrong.But please lo...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106576234915885108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106576234915885108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#106576234915885108' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-106549542962455867</id><published>2003-10-06T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T03:29:50.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Am I in love again?Not again!!!I had fallen into the pit of love again.Is this some sort of Children Day present?A gift from Heaven?Or is this some practical jokes again?Hope this relationship will last.What I want now is only a long-lasting relationship.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106549542962455867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106549542962455867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#106549542962455867' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-106464532034607741</id><published>2003-09-26T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T23:48:39.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Meet Robin at 5pm yesterday.Then we went to meet JingYu,June,XiaoKeAi they all in the evening.Watch soccer match at Bishan Stadium.1st time watching soccer match.HomeUnited VS Sembawang.Total goal more than 9.If buy 9 goals and above,confirm win until siao.After that,we walked all the way from J8 to Jubilee.Fun talking and playing with them.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106464532034607741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106464532034607741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#106464532034607741' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-106464480770991415</id><published>2003-09-26T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T23:40:07.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So long never update my blog.Nothing much to write about.Been rotting at home.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106464480770991415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106464480770991415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#106464480770991415' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-106338530386880404</id><published>2003-09-12T09:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T10:06:14.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All the girls except tat XiaoBuDian (YeeWen),are all kind of drunk.Lucky,I was not the one to help tat Monster (dunno her name).See her size,I scared she will crush on me.Then I will be flat.HaHa...XiaoBuDian and her XiaoQingRen very cute,kana suan by me...HeHe...I'm so devilish....June keeps puking,damn smelly.Then she still can sleep.I cannot stand the strench.JingYu keeps sleeping,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106338530386880404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106338530386880404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#106338530386880404' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-106338426395854443</id><published>2003-09-12T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T09:40:14.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just spent this Mooncake Festival with Robin,JingYu,June,they all.They put fireworks at AMK park,damn chio...Help them carry the alcohols from someone house to AMK 536 basketball court. So many alchols.Over 50 bottles of alchols.Drink until so many of them drunk.Finish drinking at the basketball court,they say police come.Everyone left in different directions.We walked for so long,then </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106338426395854443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106338426395854443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#106338426395854443' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-106327351397551292</id><published>2003-09-11T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T03:31:55.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is Mooncake Festival.Just chat with Joanne.Remind me of Boling when Joanne says about her fears.Coachroach,ghost,lizard.Still remember what Boling had told me...Boling has some fears too.Coachroach,lizard,darkness and spicy food.The last 1,is it a frog or wat?Can't really remember.Haiz....Boredom in the holidays...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106327351397551292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106327351397551292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#106327351397551292' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-106302666474036808</id><published>2003-09-08T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T03:35:48.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LOLx....My younger sis just talked to me.Asking about Boling and Hazel.Just explained to her everything.We were talking about how a good stead Boling was...In the past...I cooked the meals,she washed the dishes.She even went the extra mile to even wash the extra cups for my mom.Playing Quails with my sisters.Quails were those little chicks at my house.Haiz...They died one after another</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106302666474036808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106302666474036808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#106302666474036808' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-106269074484321982</id><published>2003-09-04T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T06:17:46.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shit....What is wrong with my feelings?I can't forget my ex.Keep thinking,thinking about it.It was so long since end of 2002,but it seemed so recent only.Her Maths textbooks on the table,the day she hugs my arm in front of her ex,the way she hold on to my hand,how she looked when she fell asleep in my arms,the days when we cried together,the stone we put in the fountain at Suntec,etc...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106269074484321982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106269074484321982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#106269074484321982' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-106257642644163325</id><published>2003-09-03T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T01:07:06.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm really going bonker at this rate things going on.Backstabbers,hypocrites,nonsense things in schools.Why are there so many ppl so free to spread rumours?I just wan to be a simple guy,leading a carefree life.Anyone up there,can't u grant my wish?Why nobody ever understand me?I really need someone to give me a shoulder to lean on.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106257642644163325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106257642644163325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#106257642644163325' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-106257586616057052</id><published>2003-09-03T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T00:57:46.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Guys,give me a break...I'm so frustrated.Can't u all just do ur own things?Why must the whole world be so KPO?Stop pestering me!!!I just wan to be alone.Stop messing up with my life.Please go away.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106257586616057052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/106257586616057052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#106257586616057052' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-105722515573799891</id><published>2003-07-03T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-05T10:09:06.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cawley,Sulyn and ShuXian...Thank for the concern.I'm fine.I wun do anything foolish 1 la.Don't need to be worried.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/105722515573799891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/105722515573799891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#105722515573799891' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-105713657258346321</id><published>2003-07-02T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-05T10:10:29.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Already got two days never attend school liao.Everything is so cocked up over here.Who cares?No one really cares about me before...And no one will.Have not slept for the past 32 hours.Dunno when then I can have a good rest.Maybe I can interview for Zombie Contest liao.Confirm win 1.I'm like a living zombie.Don't need to go school anymore.So tired of life.Everything going so wrong...</summary><link rel='edit' 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11.30am.The sun was so scorching hot...So thirsty...Luckily,Sulyn and her cousin came and gave us the drinks,or else we are going to die of dehydration.Thank...Reach home at 9pm,so freaking tired...Gonna sleep...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/105575215040336835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/105575215040336835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#105575215040336835' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</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-5440876.post-105489325347030125</id><published>2003-06-06T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T18:06:38.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is my 1st time making website.Please forgive me,if my website is not good.Welcome any tips on blog making.Special Thanks to Cawley and Sulyn for helping me make this blog.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/105489325347030125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5440876/posts/default/105489325347030125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sengyong.blogspot.com/index.html#105489325347030125' title=''/><author><name>Sen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732793411072841567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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